Originally I had planned to stay around Portland for a few days. I wanted to enjoy some of the great restaurants there. As it turns out the weather was not going to cooperate and I just hated the idea of being trapped in the bus. Camping in the rain is a bummer at best. I was able to visit with family and had lunch with a old friend. and then with reluctance, as i just did not feel like driving. I headed down the road. I had plans to get to the coast. Just what I would do at the coast besides look at the wind blown surf. I don't know.The wind was blowing so bad it made the trip very tedious. I exited at a small town in the woods off I 5 called Drain. I traveled about 2 miles west and ran into a wall of water. As it was dusk already I scraped the sense of adventure and just turned around. I spent most of the day trying to figure out a way to shorten the distances to travel. Traveling just a little further south I was in Grants Pass Or. at around
830 pm. There I lucked into some of the best all time Mexican food.
The long and short of it is that I headed south and after just one more rest stop. I found my way home. Even though there has been no real time change for me I still feel a little jet lagged. It is nice to be here.
There is a little let down that I am not out there pissin people of with my 60 miles an hour top speed. Its not that the blue bomb won`t go any faster its just that that is what felt like the right speed. I met a guy driving his Vanagon from Vermont at a gas station in Oregon. His top speed was 59-62 and I said that he should be able to do better than that. With the load he had that his car was happy right there. So I guess that what I am getting at is that it takes what it takes. It was fun to share my trip with you all. I do recommend getting out and rolling around to see what there may be to see. And especially in a Old VW Bus. There are so many conversations that would have been lost if I was in the Benz.
For me the trip is all about the people. All the places are still there and will be there after we are long gone. We are a fleeting moment in time. I promise that I am gonna do fun shit.