|On the Oregon coast|
From Crater Lake we went up to Bend and stayed with our friend Amy (my girlfriend in-law) in her new apartment. The next morning we ran along the Deschutes River, where Black Butte Porter flows at 200cfs into the Mirror Pond Pale Ale. It was a great place for a first run for me, although Amy and Sara tried to hammer me, because it was flat and relatively lower altitude. More on the Deschutes below.
Our next step was to try and find Gavin (my brother, Amy's boyfriend, Sara's boyfriend in-law) on the Pacific Crest Trail. We knew he was supposed to be resupplying at Timberline Lodge near Mt. Hood in the next day or so, so our plan was just to hang out until we found him. A few miles before the turn to the lodge the PCT crossed the highway so we slammed on the brakes, pulled into the parking lot and asked another thru-hiker if he knew Gavin. With over 1,000 hikers on the PCT why wouldn't he know Gavin? Turns out this guy had been hiking with G-man and Gavin was only 20 minutes back. Once again the Boughner's impeccable timing strikes. We were able to spend the night with him along a branch of the Zig-Zag river before he resumed hiking. It was wonderful to see him in his bearded glory and hear stories from his hike. Apparently his hike involved many more shenanigans than ours.
After a frustratingly fun two days trying to navigate back to Bend on roads not shown on our Atlas, we arrived at Sara's sister's place. We had a great visit with Megan as well (where we got our last resupply box from my mom, the camera). Megan showed us more of downtown Bend and borrowed some inner tubes for us to float on the Deschutes. The four of us (Amy included again) spent a lazy
hour or so basking in the warm late summer sun of Central Oregon while freezing our butts off in the cold glacier fed river. Once our feet, butts and hands thawed, Sara and I decided we would really like to have a river flowing through where we live.
|Sara and El Capitan, Yosemite|
That night we drove most of the way to Yosemite. The latter portion of the drive (11:00pm-2:00am) was through incredibly smoky areas South of Reno, NV where ash was actually falling. We managed to find another semi-legal pullout on a road on which to camp before venturing to Yosemite that next morning. In Yosemite we drove through and did all the touristy stuff (saw Half Dome and El Capitan) and reaffirmed we need to go back and hike more of the park.
|In a Sequoia|
We left the National Park tour for a bit and went to the people-infested place that is the Los Angeles megatropolis. We were able to stay with some of Sara's friends and she showed me some of the great places to eat, and get ice cream. We also got a tour of the space shuttle Endeavour, which after a multi-day journey through the streets of LA ended up at the Museum of Science.
|Tortoise in Joshua Tree|
After that we made our way back to Flagstaff. Arriving in town this time was much better than a few weeks ago. Aside from being very ready to get out of the car, both of us feel more ready to get back into the world of society. I will resume work at Run Flagstaff, which has been very good to us while gone, and Sara will find a job that will tide her over until we resume hiking next summer and continue her commissioned art work.
Thus endeth the road trip.