One morning, a few days ago, when Christoph checked his rear tire and found it still had air, he exclaimed: “Every day is a present!” And from then on, that has been our mantra. It’s true. Every day is a present. I often take too much for granted. I become accustomed to certain things; to a certain way. Being on the road, cycling, meeting people, living simply, taking in all the beautiful countryside, drives home that every day is indeed a gift. One not to be wasted. One to be cherished, and one to be thankful for.
We have crossed Oregon from north to south. It’s been a beautiful ride. More beautiful as we headed south. Spectacular beaches. Lovely, winding side roads away from the busy highway. Gorgeous sunsets. Here are some photos.
Bull kelp art on Arizona Beach.
Chilling by the sea at Cape Lookout.
Riding south on HWY 101 south of Cannon Beach.
In Crescent City, CA, Morris guided us to an outdoor store.
Christoph soaking up the ambiance in The Country Club, Klamath, CA.
Trees at Nehallem Beach.
Road-side bike station in Port Orford.
Testing the waters at Arizona Beach.
The Greasy Spoon in Langlois, OR, is a must-stop for the hungry cyclist.
Fudge is soooo good.
HWY 101 near Arizona Beach.
Sand sculpture at Arizona Beach.
A morning visitor at our camp at Nehallem Beach.
The stars through the trees in our camp site at Cape Lookout.
Nehallem Beach, OR
Cape Lookout sunset.
The Coquille River light house at Bandon, OR.
And another great looking beach.
Following the sun.
The path at Cape Lookout.
Road-side art made from found materials.