Thursday, May 05, 2011

It's easy to forget to blog when you're that... tired.

Yesterday, we arrived back in Astoria, tired but intact. I don't know exactly what route Tom took. We both took the 395 to Reno the first day, but our paths diverged yesterday. I took the 395 as far as Susanville. From there, I took a road that slanted less east, and picked up the 97 in Klamath Falls. It was a sparkling clear day, so I could see Mt. Shasta even from that distance. Except when the forest blocked my view, I could see characteristic volcanic cones all the way from Shasta to the Columbia basin, sometimes as many as 10 at a time. I tend to crave volcanic landscapes; I got my fill, yesterday.

More another time. Now, the sandman calls.


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