The odometer just clicked over 500 miles and we are well on our way. We have made it through Washington and are halfway down the stunning Oregon Coast. Continually surprised at the number of fellow bikers we are meeting including Woody and Kia who camped with us on their way to Portland.
Our old friends Randy and Johnny from Coffman Cove tracked us down in the middle of Washington. We were quite surprised to see them and had a great time hanging out with the two of them.
Soon after, we were greeted into Oregon by the enormous 4-mile long Astoria Bridge. Once in Astoria, Cynthia Jones and family put us up for the night, feeding us a delicious dinner and breakfast. From there we got aspirations of surf and headed southwest to the beaches.
Andrew, Chris, and Max took a beach day in Seaside and were met that afternoon by the rest of the group – Colin, Kanaan, and Kanaan’s friend Jen. The reunited group left Seaside for Cannon Beach and the next day’s surf.
We put in a full 8 hour workday of surfing and couldn’t be more happy. Surfing may be the highlight of this section of trip. Even though most the group got tossed and beat-up by the break everyone would have a smile on their face when they surfaced.
Being raised on the stuff, the group had to make the compulsory stop in Tillamook at the cheese factory. After many trips through the sample line and two gallons of ice cream the crew was ready to ride again, albeit at a slightly slower pace.
The next day Chris, Max, and Colin choose to tour the Tillamook Air Museum while the rest of the group pointed it for Lincoln City. The Museum is located in a hanger erected for World War II submarine spotting blimps and is now filled with warbirds and other planes from WWII to present. Although slightly disappointed that we didn’t see one of the blimps we had a great time peaking into cockpits.
About half way to Lincoln City we were flagged down riding on Highway 101. Lee Judson introduced himself and graciously offered us some rooms at the Motel 6 in Lincoln City. We were so shocked by such an unbelievable offer that were were almost speechless and could only thank Lee. With a shower and a bed to look forward to, the 2 mile hill before Lincoln City didn’t seem so bad.
We had a clean and restful night at the Motel 6 and were ready for the next day where our good friend Conor Corrigan Bell gave us skateboarding lessons at the Lincoln City skate park. Kanaan acquitted himself quite well and while the rest of us were a little shaky we all had a great time.
The next night we camped on a beautiful beach near Newport which sparked memories of the kayak trip.
The following day Colin and Max shot ahead to meet up with Lia in Charleston, stopping for a night in the dunes surrounding Florence. Lia met the two of them at the door of her scholastic beach cottage with two dishes of crab mac-and-cheese and a splendor of treats. The rest of the group found an awesome co-op bike shop in Waldsport and decided to spend some time there. The six should be reunited shortly and them grow larger with the additions of Kanaan’s sister Kaitlyn and our good friend Evan.