Baker City

We camped at prairie city Thursday evening.  It rained a little in the a.m. so I hung out for a bit and let things dry a little before breaking up camp.  The road to Baker City was once again full of amazing views.  The landscape is ever changing.  I saw an antelope, a pair of sandhill cranes, a pair of osprey, and some wild flowers that were calling out to me to take pictures of them.      I have developed a new method of driving, when I see a car, truck, motorcycle or RV in my rearview mirror I just pull over the first chance I get and let them pass.  Gives me a chance to slow down a little and ‘smell the roses’.  I was pulling out of one of those spots and rounding a curve when I came to a complete and surprising stop.  I was being approached by a herd of cattle, about 60 would be my guess.  Just walking down the road, surrounding our van.  They were complete with cowboys and cowdogs.  I took some pictures but they won’t be able to tell the whole story.  Just a never before experienced experience.

We’re in Baker City taking a day off.  The to do list includes; laundry, bike maintenance, oil change on the van, a car wash, shopping and a trip to the library to post some blogs.  Jerry and I may take in a new Oregon Trail Interpretative Center later today if time permits. 

One of the most stressful things I have to do is to pick out a campsite for the night.  Most of the time we can kind of guess as to where they will end up for the day and what campsites are around.  Last night the one we had picked out was a real dump.  After some searching and driving I found a RV Park.  There is a little grassy tent area in back of a building that houses a laundry, flush toilets, showers and a hot tub.  Pretty fancy for our simple needs but nice.

The guys have clocked 580 miles in one week.  This is their first recovery day.  Things are good.  I hear that Jeff and Jack are cooking tonight.  Hopefully things will remain good.