Prineville is the hottest town in the history of hot towns. I've got the worst headache in the history of headaches also. History is just being made today, by me. Quick story on my situation before I post a thousand pictures. I rolled into sisters last night around 8 or 9, everything was closed by then. I couldn't even find a proper camp site, I inquired at the fire station but he pretty much told me I was screwed on finding any showers or shelter and pointed me towards the forest. Not feeling up to fending off cougars I just set up tent in the city park. Not the best night of sleep I could've gotten, I was paranoid about theft or being kidnapped by Jim(Jim is someone who followed me around town for about 30 minutes insisting I shower and sleep at his house, "I've got a really nice place, really!" I wouldn't have been so against it if he didn't demand I go with him for 30 minutes straight, this guy just wants too much. He later finds me in the park and reminds me of how great his shower head is.), and half way through the night the showers turn on drenching me and everything I own. Sleeping in a cold wet sleeping bag is the coldest experience in the history of cold experiences. Again, history has been made.
I left Eugene around 11:30 AM and headed towards Mckenzie bridge. Eugene was really chill, going there on a Sunday while everything was closed wasn't so great but there were a lot of folks in town for the Olympic trials. I don't care much for them but the people in the hostel with me talked all night about it. For some reason I don't have a picture of them, too bad because the Aussie was cute.
The ride to Mckenzie bridge wasn't so bad, pretty flat ride till I got closer to the mountain where there was a gradual climb. I hung out at the last little stop till clear lake (3k feet up the mountain) and chatted up some kids from California. I started talking to 2 guys that were sitting on a bench near me to find out that they live "in the wild". They live among the tree's and hunt frogs, snakes and squirrel and cook them over fire, you want to really, really cook the squirrels they say. Their next catch is a cougar they spotted by their tent, I really don't know who'll win that one. They were extremely excited about teaching me how to catch an animal with rope with the 2 friendly options of just snaring them, or completely choking them to death. Sadly, I forgot the way, I'll have only myself to blame when I die of starvation in a valley of frogs, snakes and squirrels.
The great uphill climb of 08'
Everything was pretty thick going up and really hot till I start riding along the Mckenzie River, which is awesome and ice cold. It comes off a glacier at the top.
Awesomeeeee
I tried veering off to explore the woods but it was so thick and I didn't have my Jungle Cutting Indiana Jones sword to help me make a path.
So as I was riding along the road, the side of the mountain had 3 small water falls coming off of it making a small river bed. I quickly took off my shirt, shoes and socks and jumped in, only to leap right back out into the street. The water was so cold I thought something was physically harming my body when I felt it. My first thought was a strange water snake and if only I had remembered how to snare it; but the water was just cold as ice.
Trees, I'm taller than them.
Best place to eat lunch in the history of lunch eating.
Oh right, I'm Asian. "Peeessu"
This is ClearLake. There is a forest that grows underneath the surface of the water. How crazy is that?
This road goes on for 4,604,351,252 Miles. Straight up. I guess into space with that many miles.
That's pretty much it till I hit sisters, where I already talked about that in the beginning. The next day out of sisters I head towards Redmond and about halfway there I stop off to look at a horse.
Polly and Tommy, the couple who raise these horses invited me to hang out for awhile so I did. I got to feed them and help clean a few ones and basically learned a little about horses, racing, and the lives of Polly and Tommy. Polly loves horses and somehow finds them cheap but doesn't sell them even though she claims they're worth a ton, like 20k for one. Tommy, apparently, is never sober and has raised racing horses, he wants to sell these horses. So in paradise, is trouble. They were nice and the way they tried to hide that they were bickering in front of me was kind of funny. Why is it that when people try to be polite we look at is as something amusing and unnecessary but yet we probably do the same. "Just shh, stop it, we'll talk about it LATERRRR"
This is Tommy, letting us know what he thinks of the world.
Polly told me she bought these Llama's for a dollar each. I don't know if that's true or not, I don't have the numbers for the market of Llama's. After awhile here I headed to Prineville which is where I am now. I've got a killer headache and I think I'm getting sick. It feels like I worked out every part of my body, which maybe I did on that mountain. At one point I thought it would be fun to jump down into a river to cool off without any thought of how to get back up. It took me about ten minutes of climbing to get back on the road, by the time I was up my arms were useless.
Alright I'm napping, peace.
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