Long story short, the plan worked. We didn’t see a spec of rain!
The day started with tiny roads and small towns. There were so many flowers, it was unbelievable. Entire fields completely white, it looked almost like snow.  There were vineyards too. It was an interesting contrast to the wine country in California. In California the plants are green and everything else is typically dry. Not here, the fields were surrounded by green. It was beautiful. I haven’t ever seen a grape vine flower, but I did today.
After that we started gaining elevation. I think around 2500 feet, so not too high, but friggin cold. Holy moly cold. We were riding through the clouds and all of a sudden there was Mt Hood. It was only there for a second, but I’m glad we saw it.
The weather changed almost immediately after seeing the mountain and we followed a stream through a sweet valley. We took a little breaky poo and got some video for you guys.
The terrain changed again, the trees were smaller and the land pancaked. In front of us was this enormous valley running perpendicular to our path.  This was the Colombia River. This was one of my favorite parts of the day. We were going to ride next to the river for a bit and had a choice, the Oregon side was highway and the Washington side was 2 lane amazing. I think you know what we chose. To get to the Washington side we had to cross a bridge that had a toll. I’m used to bay area prices so when we found out it was 75 cents per bike we were blown away. The bridge was metal and the road was metal grate. It was amazing to see the river through the grates.
In Washington we followed a stream north then dipped back down into Oregon. The landscape opened up, there were no trees but instead windmills everywhere. We beat the thunderstorms and ended the day Condon. The motel we decided to stay at hasn’t had any guests in 2 days. Goodtimes.