We hadn’t been riding for half a mile when we spied an unassuming sign on the side of the road.
In reality, the sign should have said
We watched a pickup truck drive through the water and it was at least a foot deep. So, we turned around and got out to 101 a different way.
While we were still in Bandon, the cranberry capital of Oregon, we passed a well-known company.
At the Art101 studio, we met a dragon made of all sorts of interesting items.
We stopped for lunch here
where we had the obvious thing
While we were enjoying our hot dog, a big-rig driver asked us when the rest of our group was going to join us. Unbeknowst to us, a large group of cyclists were behind us for much of the day. They’re going from Seattle to San Diego to raise money for a charity. They passed us while we finished our lunch.
Just outside of Port Orford, we reached a milestone (har har, pun intended).
Since we had the afternoon free, we visited a store that sold items made of myrtlewood, which only grows here and in Israel. And, Glen checked out Battle Rock.
