"Foreclosure of a Dream"

I love west Oregon. I also love Maine. The first and the last states were prolly the neatest scenery ever.

We made our delicious dinner in a laundromat this night. It was all good.

We're just walking all cool down highway 242. This highway was all fun to ride down. 20 miles of downhill descending more than 4000 feet. At the summit are lava rocks as seen in photo below.


I was on top of a lava castle and shot this picture. A long time ago Dante's Peak was here but it erupted.

Here we are at a rich ol' hot springs resort in the middle of nowhere and they had a secret garden. It was so neat, I could hardly eat strawberries. It was like Beep of the Rings.

"I beat it." We made it to the west coast. Dang it it's over. Now I'm all sad that the trip ended. The bike got all dirty from the sand and the chain and gears are a Rusty Johnson now. When I took this picture the camera was on top of Mitch's cool helmet and "the tide rushes in," and almost knocks it over and getting my camera ruined but good thing that I'm fast and picked up the camera like a fumble in the football game. The same fumble that Spencer recovered in '95 and scored a touchdown that beat Coolidge for the Conference Title. Josh's prophecy is now fulfilled when he said back in Ohio, that one of the Kip Bikes wouldn't live to see the West Coast. Poor Kip Bike, may he "Rust in Peace." But mine did and that's all that matters. Now as you read this post and look at the last picture, just sit back and listen to the song that's playing and note that R Kelly is talking about me. "I'm that star up in the sky, I'm that mountain peak up high, hey I made it. I'm the World's Greatest." You might need to grab a tissue cuz the room will all of a sudden get all dusty and your eyes will start to water for no particular reason.