More Pix, Days 3 & 4: Aberdeen - Cannon Beach - Newport

Here's Jody "mounting" his ride. Because he's kind of short (sorry, Home Slice), and because he's not all that flexible (his words!), he had trouble throwing his leg over his rack pack. Thus, Jody developed this funky move for easily getting on his bike. He even through in a left swivel after several days of perfecting things.

Here's another look at what we had to deal with on an almost daily basis: Trucks, trucks, and more trucks.

Then again, we also got to see quite a bit of wildlife during the ride.

Here's Joe ahead of me, crossing the 4.5-mile long Astoria-Megler Bridge that separates Washington from Oregon. You can't tell by the picture, but it was extremely(!) windy at the time. No fun, trust me.

We made it to Oregon! Next up, California!

Jody was actually the last of us four to make it to Oregon. Oooooh, that feels so good, I just have to repeat it: Jody was actually the last of us four to make it to Oregon. OK, OK, that's enough picking on Jody. The truth is, about 20 miles back, he and Tom took the right fork, whereas Joe and I took the left fork. Thus, Joe and I arrived first in Oregon, since we had fewer miles to cover and one less mountain to pass over. Also, Tom made it across the bridge before Jody, because Tom was sent ahead to scout things out and find out if Joe and I had already crossed or not. Simple as that. Of course, none of that changes the fact that Jody was actually the last of us four to make it to Oregon. Moo haa haa!

Here's the house that we stayed at in Cannon Beach, Oregon. Thanks, Sarah!

The beautiful Oregon coastline.

Here's another nice view, north of Tillamook.