Today is the day I leave Nancy and the doggies at Circle B Campground with all the comforts I enjoyed over the past few days. The river flowing through the campground cools the area that is quiet and peaceful. But, Oregon is waiting and I am excited to arrive in Astoria on the northwestern coast.
To get back on route which is less than a mile beyond the steep climb on a loose gravel road that connects this site to Route 106, the road brings me through Summersville to Route 17 to Houston where I will sleep in the town park.
I chose Houston, which is a 43 mile ride because the other option is 65 miles away and the hills between Circle B and either place are long and steep. I arrived mid afternoon, fried from the heat, 96° with no shade. I Immediately sat under the picnic pavilion out of the sun enjoying the strong cool breeze. Once I became cooled and refreshed I cooked dinner and set up my tent for the night. The cool evening air promises a good night’s rest.
It is 8:45 PM, I am sitting here in the dark finishing up today’s blog post. A neighbor of this park walked over and offered me this plate of food and wished me a good night. This kind man is generous beyond words, …