Post #3 Riding Portland to Portland……..on a bicycle?

 A few random pictures, observations and thoughts from days one and two of 2022 P2P.

Day one started poorly when one rider, Carlin, went down and hit a post.  His helmet strap nearly removed his ear.  The badass finished the days ride before going in for 20 stitches.  Irony?  Yep, he’s a doctor.  

After that, we all went for a day at the beach and probably, no, definitely looked like nerds carrying our bikes over sand dunes for the obligatory “wheel dip” picture that starts the trek.   



      

  

                                                         



Day 1 ended much like it did when I did the trip in 2018……..and how a lot of the days end, like day 2


      


As you can see above, I did have some dark thoughts today.  I also met a new friend today outside Baerlic Brewery and Taproom where fellow beer geek Rick and I squeezed in a visit before dinner



This is Atlas.  Without Hazel, every dog gets a scratch behind the ears.  That’s something I can’t do to Carlin.  Not just because it would hurt him but also because it would just be weird.

Day one didn’t have an ear worm but Carlin’s accident reminded me of a scene from Resevoir Dogs.  If you know the movie you definitely know the scene.

Today was a day through a forest being actively logged with dozens of logging trucks flying by which made today’s ear worm “Truckin” by Grateful Dead.

Off to Hood River tomorrow.  Hope I can find something to do when I get there.


Out


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