I was up early and out of camp a bit after 7am. I rode south toward Hoodoo Butte on route 22 and then 126 to Eugene. The road to Hoodoo was more of the great twisties like the previous day. Around Hoodoo the terrain is volcanic rock. i am always fascinated by the piles of lava rock that are dominant in these areas. The piles of rock are of every size imaginable. Some areas the rock is completely sterile and is like a moonscape. In others there are huge trees that have managed to take hold thrive. I have wandered through these kinds of forests and it is very difficult to go cross country in such rugged terrain.
The road into Eugene wound through a river valley and was very entertaining when the cars were behind me. In Eugene I finally found a place at a pancake house for breakfast. The guy working the front of the house asked where I was coming from and said he did not know there was a road to Alaska. He thought ‘the I-5 stops at Seattle’. I told him I did not know since I have not been on the I-5. It was obvious from the stares I got that all of the old people in this restaurant had never seen a space alien in full space alien gear. Now they have.
I followed Kelly’s advice to go to the coast and enjoyed the road from Eugene west t the coast. But I never saw the coast. I saw a shit load of red lights and 20mph speed limits in small towns though. Coos Bay was the worst; it took forever to get through that place and back up to speed. So far you can have the coast.
At BandonI stopped at this great place for wood carvings that Sandy and I marveled at a few years ago. They had a great carved sasquatch that I really want. If sixty followers send me ten bucks I can get it shipped to me. From there I went inland to Myrtle Point to visit Rose City Archery. The road there was really twisty and very fun. The person who engineered this road liked banked corners and it was a fast road.
I arrived at Rose City and Kaleb gave me a full tour of the place from a bolt of Port Orford cedar to finished arrow shafts. The whole process is very well thought out and automated where it can be. They ship arrow shafts around the world by the tens of thousands.
From Myrtle Point I worked my way to Gold Beach through the national forest on some very gnarly winding rounds. They were very tight and undulating and a great challenge to ride fast. There was a ten mile stretch of gravel road in the middle of the sixty miles to Gold Beach. In Oregon they have too much gravel. THe first six miles of road had really deep gravel and that is scary as hell on a 600 pound motorcycle. I picked my way carefully through this section and then the road improved to more dirt until I was finally on pavement again. Part of my problem is that my tires have ten thousand miles on them and are not as secure on gravel as they used to be.
I finally hit Gold Beach and saw the ocean. And then I turned into a pansy and booked a room instead of finding a camp ground. I bought some IPA and then went and had a really nice dinner at a discount courtesy of the hotel. After that I went to the hot tub overlooking the ocean and watched the sunset before coming back and writing this.
Tomorrow I will be back in California and have no idea yet where I am going. I have not been on some of the roads in the Klamath River area so that is the most likely route. Stay tuned.
I have passed 10,000 miles today and expect to travel at least another thousand.