Whooo hoooo! Portland and a day off!
Ok, this morning was the wettest yet. It rained all night, and the tent held up great in the wet weather. Even though we slept in a bit, we had to get outta camp and to Tillamook by noon… To catch the bus! Rolled out to fog and slowly drying weather.
We were to take the Tillamook Wave, which is their bus system, into Portland. This came highly reccomended by other bikers headed south via Portland, and were warned that the 2 bike racks on the front was first come, first serve. The 12:30 was also the last but outta town for the day.
We called ahead and made reservations, and even showed up an hour early. Apparently, it wasn’t the first stop, as the bus rolled up with 2 bikes on the racks… And the driver said there were 2 more inside, strapped to the wheelchair access area. We were bummed, but the driver kept hanging around. Finally, a guy popped out of the bus and made the driver let us on by saying that everyone on the bus was OK with 2 more bikes. He begrudgingly agreed and we sprinted our gear into the jam packed bus. Some people cheered, others leered as they were on their way to work, but Mikey and I were plain releaved. With 6 bikes and 20-something people, we were on our way to PDX!
We were even more releaved to have taken the bus as the ride east showed over 1500 ft in elevation, and fast dangerous traffic for over 80 miles. Whew! Maybe if our legs were fresh, but not after 1300 miles in 22 days…
We had a nice chat with and bought a beer for the fellow who helped us on the bus. Thanks again Mathias, you rule!
Now in Portland, an ol Flagstaff friend, Dana was our host for the next day. She showed us a completely awesome time. Wings, fried Nutter Butters, Voodoo doughnuts, beer, King Burritos, and all sorts of other stuff was enjoyed!
Did I mention biking in Portland rules? They have a bunch of crazy awesome variations of the “sharrow” which is a biking road sign on the road. Normally it only features a bike with 2 chevrons indicating the direction of bike traffic. Flagstaff has some, but Portland goes above and beyond with theirs. There is also a group making scarves with the Portland bike routes printed on it.
Even though it was our day off, we somehow managed to put in around 40 miles biking around Portland. In the infamous words of Chad Winger, NO BIG DEAL.
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