Yesterday involved the departure of Jody back to Bend, some awesome cross country gravel road travel, some crappy traffic in Medford, a nice swim in the Illinois River and the lodging at the most bizarre place I have ever stayed, Sparkplug's motorcycle campground.
We rolled out of there early this morning and scooted over the border into California. Highlights of the day included: cliff jumping into the Smith River, a ride through the awe inspiring redwoods at Stout Grove, and riding through a giant Redwood. Sadly, Ryan, Jaime, and I parted ways in Klamath, CA. Hopefully they are getting home safe and sound right about now.
1312 miles, all told. What a weekend. I can't wait to do it again. TONS of far superior photos will be coming soon when Jaime gets his all up.