At the West Coast already, I guess!

(susan here)

Made it to Oregon yesterday! The rest of the trip really flew by… Boy, they told us that North Dakota and eastern Montana were going to be dull, but you’d think we would have noticed going over the Rockies at least. Oh well.

OK, for realz. Spent last night camping in White Pines Forest State Park, south west of the town of Oregon, Illinois. We’ve heard the town name pronounced both ways: correctly–rhyming with “polygon”–and incorrectly–like the illiterates out west say it. Regardless, it was good to camp again, our first time since before Pittsburgh. Perfect weather, AND the state park had its own restaurant that served the appropriately named, cross-country-biker-friendly Paul Bunyan Breakfast. Good times.

Mom, we ate pretty much all those cinnamon rolls by lunchtime. Thanks.