September 12, 2016
Day 21
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I'm not sure how many the Eskimo have, but I have plenty of names for the "Hill(s)" we've crossed.
Here's just another day in a cycle of real life. A cycle tour that saw, my two compasses, Nicola and Hyla, and a I amazingly fill in the empty spaces on a crossword. That meaning a cross state ride from Bakersfield to South Lake Tahoe, CA. There we ceremoniously jettisoned the one spice girl back to life in Ontario, Canada. That up and down story can be found further back via the “older post” button. Father’s days!
These pages are of Hyla and I continuing and taking in some pretty amazing highs and "ohs" and trying to chase, thankfully, a never ending horizon.
Or at least for now Portland, Oregon, U.S.A.
Cheers!
Much to their delight, here Hyla befriends these two Pacific Crest Trail hikers by buying them breakfast.
What a Trail Angel!
The French Connection
She's from Quebec, Canada.
He's from France, France.
They also were chipping away at riding from Alaska to the tip of Argentina, South America in stages.
A "PCT" share box.
Hikers take and leave.
Oh deer.
Burney Falls.
Burney Falls.
Burney Burritos
Here's a little known fact. "going over niagara paul's" is occasionally published live before a one person audience in a studio apartment.
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