670 miles and 12 hours later

I'm in Portland, after the longest ride of the trip. I was originally going to stop in Roseberg, OR, but since Laurel arrived in Portland this evening, and I was still feeling pretty good around Roseberg, I decided to push on.

We've got a really nice room at the Hilton with an incredible view of downtown -- we'll be here till Sunday, when Laurel takes the Amtrak home, and I ride the final 175 miles back to Seattle!

No big plans for Saturday; probably just relaxin' ... the Rose Parade is in town tomorrow, so that will congest most of the city in the morning anyway.

FYI, Laurel says I look like a Mountain Man with my grungy bike clothes and seven days of beard -- mostly GRAY, by the way.