Salem, OR

Lunchtime in Salem.

There are lots of traffic law signs in Oregon. In fact, it appears
there are just plain lots of laws in Oregon. Hospitality law,
construction zone law, seat belt law…we even passed the Litter Patrol
out in full force.

The last stretch between Eugene and Salem is mind-numbingly boring. In
the interest of entertainment, I’ve been trying to think of interesting
things that happened:
– bugs hit my helmet
– I got a twinge in my shoulder, but when I stretched, it felt better
– I downshifted a couple times
– I saw a couple of bicyclists riding along a road that runs parallel to
I-5

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2 Responses to Salem, OR

  1. Peter says:

    I’m surprised they didn’t burn you as a witch!
    Nin says to say ‘moopboop’ to you. I think she’s interested in the bugs that hit your helmet. 🙂
    Onward to Canada!

  2. Liz says:

    I used to drive that stretch every frickin’ day going to school. Yep, it sucks ass. Glad you’re past it and onto more interesting terrain!

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