Released from the foggy grips of northern California into the surprisingly sunshiney Oregon coast, we were promptly greeted by a serious stiff-arm from Poseidon. But after Cein secretly made reconciliations with the ocean lord by the water's edge over a bottle of Full Sail, we were graced with an enduring absence of headwinds, and even a subtle tail wind from time to time. As of yesterday, we had ridden 15 days straight, and made our first checkpoint in Lincoln City, maybe 700 miles north of Frisco. Today, we are in Portland, courtesy of our friend Carly, and are embarking on a night of sushi and happy hour-ing. Love the day off.
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looked like we missed each other in portland (i'll be there july 13-21). dammit boys. eat well, be well, see you upon your sweet return.
"America, you ode for reality!
Give back the people you took."
-- Iris
hmph. how did i become the second friend to visit in pdx? well at least i got a glimpse, i spose. thanks for wanting to meet the guy at the bar next door. rockface 4eva.
xo
get 'em.
first.
maybe the saddest thing i have ever seen is your tub of taint cream sitting on my bathroom shelf this morning... i am so sorry for you boys.
second.
we had a shop meeting at the snug last night and peggy brown wouldn't stop raving about you two, she said that was the funnest night she had had in a long time.
miss you already.
xoxo
and one of the saddest things I have seen was Cein's realization that he had left it...who woulda thunk an addiction through the taint could be possible..
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