We are about to head out of Jason's place outside of Sisters. A beautiful day and we are leaving for Smith Rock just north of Redmond. We have been in Sisters the last few days...briefly;
left Lloyd and the boys at the campground ready to hit up the Santiam pass climb...3 miles on 22 popped my chain (this is Kiel, of course) and wedged it in good between my frame and small chain ring...as we worked on it a truck pulled up along side us to adjust their lawn chairs in the bed and yelled over at us offering a ride over into sisters...we hopped in (good thing we did because later I found out I had bent two of my three chain rings) with Charlie and his wife Gail who live at breitenbush (I asked them if they were un-comfortable in clothing right now, total silence.) they have been on a mcmenamans pub tour and were on their way to the folk fest at sisters. We spent the day at the bike shop where we met jason, the good dude who has befriended us and housed us and eaten breakfast with us and went to inglourious basterds with us (Emily was a bit traumatized, she is a innocent sweety beneath the rough exterior!) We sat on his porch drinking red wine talking of metaphysics, travelling, love, hope, and faith singing the grateful dead and greg brown. We are meeting great friends and are moving on.
Learned of a new website for bicyclist tourers: hotshowers.org
Quote for the day "If you dance, dance love. If you paint, paint love. If you speak, speak love...get the Vibe?"
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