(Grave Creek Covered Bridge - Josephine County, OR)Wednesday morning I left for Southern Oregon for a couple of days of work mixed with short times of being a tourist. Okay, I was pretending to be a tourist after enjoy the travels of Gary's USA Tour on a Harley and George's Riding the USA. The weather was forecast to be dry and the temperature to be relatively mild with the high both days in the mid 60's F. That translates into, "Go ride!" - especially in November.
As I headed down I-5 in the dark it was slightly overcast with gusty winds. About 25 miles south of Portland the wind was gone making for an enjoyable time to watch how the sunrise would develop. Cruising along like this I like hearing the high-pitched hum of the motor below me.
I've been thinking that it would be hard to fall asleep while riding. Maybe it's like falling asleep while walking - there's just too much going on. I ride with a slight touch of fear. Then there's the necessity to keep the eyes moving and anticipate what others could do. Those two factors alone should be enough to take away the threat of sleep. Plus there's the ability to crack the visor and keep cold fresh air flowing. Well, Wednesday morning I think I was on the edge of testing this question. The first warning signal for the potential to fall asleep was riding in not much traffic. The threat from others was taken away. Then I began to day dream followed by a yawning fit. Then I got a little drowsy. Just the thought of being drowsy while riding gave me the same jolt as the "Wake-up markers". Then everything was okay again. Whew, I don't want to test that theory again.
The sunrise was nice and at times I saw places where I wanted to stop and snap a photo. I usually think about it when I make this run and it's tempting to stop but too dangerous on I-5. About 75 miles south of Portland and just north of Eugene the weather turned foggy and cold. The fog lifted in Eugene but a low overcast remained until Roseburg where I work for most of Wednesday.
Just north of Grants Pass, OR there is an area nestled in the mountains called Sunny Valley. The Grave Creek covered bridge is one of the few remaining covered bridges in Southern Oregon. I've stopped here before but not put the photos on the blog. Wednesday afternoon about 4:00 I stopped to get some shots with the sun low in the sky.
The continental breakfast is good, it's just that they don't have a place for people to sit down and eat. So you have to pack as much as you can in your pockets so that you can unlock the door to get back into the building and your room.
Rochester Covered Bridge. This bridge is about 3 miles from the Dairy Queen. It was almost torched years ago but managed to survive and was remodeled in 1969.
This summer when I took my rear tire to the dealer to get a new one installed, I was waiting for the place to open when I met some people gathering there for a ride to Mt. Saint Helens. A Harley rider showed me photos still in his camera from a ride with a couple of buddies to the Grand Canyon. I told him I'd like to do that someday. He said, "You just have to do it. Don't keep talking about doing it, just do it."
Good advice. Maybe next year.