August 16th, 2013: I was on my final leg heading home after my long ride. I didn't have too far to go, At only 261 miles, it was one of my shorter days but I left at my usual time around 8 am
The day didn't start out very promising. It was overcast, a bit cool and raining as I made my way north. Soon I was to be in familiar territory. It started to rain a bit harder so I stopped at a gas station and fueled under their canopy. Shortly after, the rain turned to mist as you notice from the above photo the marine layer was coming off the ocean
As I was briskly making my way north I noticed a sole rider heading south on an orange motorcycle. He waved and I didn't give it another thought, but later I found out that it was this person .
I went over this historic bridge and soon I arrived in Reedsport, OR where I needed to find a washroom so I headed to the Chevron but ended up at the MacDonald's instead (which was just behind the Chevron). It was too bad that I was not visible from the road as that sole rider which I noticed earlier was Troubadour and he headed north to Florence to wait for me. (his version here) He thought that he would surprise me and we would ride to Corvallis together but I was tired of the traffic and turned right at Florence
My original plan was to camp one more night at Waldport on the Friday night so that I could say that I camped on both Coasts, the Atlantic & the Pacific but he had to instruct for Team Oregon on Saturday so I camped in Crescent City instead. The plan was to visit Trobairitz and Troubadour on Friday night and then leave early Saturday after coffee at Coffee Culture . Prev posted here
I eventually arrived at my home for the night
I can't thank my hosts enough for all they did to make my stay comfortable, just like my home away from home. I had my first Vegan Pizza and we talked the night away. There is never enough time when you are having fun and you don't wish it to end but the next morning we got an early start as Troubadour had to be on the road by 6:30am to set up "the range"
Not long after I saddled up and we headed for coffee where I got to meet a few of the regulars. Now I can put a face to their name(s)
and we managed to snag a couple of spots right in front
It was too bad that Troubadour was busy we were not able to spend more time together. I really appreciate having friends when I am so far from home. You almost make me feel like I am family
Thank you for everything, I love you both . . .
PS: This pretty well wraps up my Cross Country Tour from last Summer 2013, and my series of thanking all of my hosts along the way. I had a budget for this trip and I was well under what I thought it would cost but it could not have happened without the gracious hospitality of those to took me under their wing, and managed to feed me a meal or two without compensation, no matter how hard I tried . . . I just don't know what to say except, thank you.
I am thankful for the opportunity to have met many of you who were just names on a blog and you don't know how fulfilling it is to be welcomed and have so many friends all over the country who welcomed me with open arms. I am humbled