(Day 49) What a Sunday drive!!!!!! Truly a Sabbath experience!!!
While sipping my coffee I answered a few emails and then planned a loop that would allow me to see as much as possible of the Mt. Hood area before 4PM when things would start here at the centre. It was hard to choose. There were so many recommended roads on the Oregon Motorcyclist website. Eventually I sketched out a route that would take me around Mt. Hood and along the Columbia gorge - avoiding major highways as much as possible.
But it was hard to leave the serenity of this space. Walking around the grounds in the gathering morning light was so calming. Light filtering through trees, softly bring a new day to fruition. Birds rising from their slumber, squirrels already about their business... hmmm... as nice as it is, I know there is much more that I will enjoy seeing.
Leaving Eagle Creek, my first stop was the overlook into the North Fork Resovoir of the Clackamas River. Down, down, down... the fellow ahead of me sure was burning his brakes up - made a note not to find myself in front of him on the next hill... so, I stopped to take a few photos of people enjoying the water. There had to be a dozen boats on the lake and at least that many people nearby on the shore fishing. The folk on the pier looked as if they'd had a pretty good time last night... they were drinking Rockstar at nine in the morning... ewww!
I few guys on Harley's roared past me... and 20 minutes later they passed me again - going the other way... I don't know what the problem was? The road was in fine shape. There was lots to look at... maybe they didn't think there were enough people around to be annoyed by their loud pipes!?!
By the time I reached Hood River I was starved - and so it seemed was the rest of Oregon! Hood River is the Oregon equivalent to Banff. Fancy, artsy fartsy shops and all kinds of fancy restaurants. I found what I was looking for: pizza at Piedro's Pizza. $9 for salad bar, a soda and a calzone with three toppings. I could not eat all of the calzome. I am beginning to realize that American portion sizes are larger! Either that, or my stomach is shrinking!!
I had seen folks doing the Hand Kite thing in Bermuda two years ago and was amazed at how fast they move over the water and how in the air they go. It was no different here. All of a sudden the signs I had seen in Hood River made sense: "Sails Repaired Overnight"
Unfortunately, after crossing the Bridge of the Gods back into Oregon I was forced to go onto the Interstate for a time - until I reached Rte #30 that paralleled I-84 and passed through a number of State Parks that were located around waterfalls. The eastbound traffic was backed up for almost a mile with people trying to get into the various parking lots to take pictures of the falls. Because of this I stopped at only one, Ainsworth where I got a photo of Horsetail Falls.
If you click here you can view a map of all of the historic waterfall that flow into the Columbia River.\\
At Corbett I got off I-84 again and headed south on a series of secondary roads that would take me back to Sandy and eventually to the retreat centre.
Well, that's all for today. It's almost supper time here and in a few minutes the retreat will begin. Below is a screen capture of the route I travelled and an elevation profile of the route.
I was an awesome day... on the Sabbath Road...