Thursday, July 19, 2007

The Joy of Swooshing!

It's raining. I know, it shouldn't surprise me that it rains on the coast of Oregon, but I would be a lot happier if it wasn't.

We start off in our rain gear, but after a half hour it clears up. So we pull over and take off our rain gear. Of course, Mother Nature is quite the practical joker, so it starts raining again. So we suit up again.

Fool us once, shame on you. Fool us twice, well, then we'd get wait wet. And we don't like getting wet.

Eventually it clears up enough that we feel safe enough to take off the rain gear again.

Do you think horses mind getting stuck in the rain?

Now I realize that the quality of this picture is just shy of a UFO, but I've been trying to get a decent picture of a bird in flight. Not easy while driving a motorcycle down the road at sixty miles an hour. It's not that bad though.

Today is a good day for "swooshing". What is swooshing you might ask? The way you turn a motorcycle is by leaning the bike left or right. Push left, lean left, go left, as they say in motorcycle class.

One of the great joys of motorcycle riding is swooshing back and forth, especially on a twisty road. Today was a good day for swooshing. Go right...

Then left...

It may seem simple, but its really enjoyable on a really basic level. Did I mention that we saw llamas?

I tend to pick up little hitchhikers along the way. In Louisiana it was grasshoppers. In Oregon it's ladybugs. This one kept pacing my brake cable.

Eventually we make it to Oakland, Oregon. Oakland Oregon is clearly different than Oakland California.

It's a great little town, and the deli makes a decent latte, and an incredible chocolate chip cookie!


Even the Oregon roads like to swoosh.

And so do Oregon rivers.

There is something about these four trees on the hill that speaks to me.

Mmmmm... cow...

Now this has to be one of the most original stop signs I've ever seen.

We're off to Diamond Lake, by way of Umpqua National Forest. It's beautiful, don't you think?

We eventually stop for gas, and the station is infested with hundred of Sphinx moths.

They're all over the place!

As wonderful an invention the GPS is, often they get confused. Here, Paul and Jim try to figure out why theirs are sending us around in circles.

We finally find our hotel. We live!

They have a nice lodge, with a very good restaurant.

Our cabin was a bit... rustic, with a TV that got sixty channels of TBS. But it does have plenty of electrical outlets.

Diamond Lake is beautiful, even if its really cold.

I keep trying to get a good picture of Mt. Thielsen, but it keeps hiding behind the trees.

Look at that glassy water...

Diamond Lake is truly a beautiful place to visit.

Tomorrow we head to Crater Lake!

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