Banks-Vernonia Trail

Another cold morning and it stayed that way for the whole ride. I wondered what was on the sandwich board sign up ahead.

Uh-oh. I decided to at least ride the 3.7 miles before turning around.

When I got to Manning, the barricade had been moved slightly. I could see hikers and a cyclist up ahead. Ok, time to see if I can get through. I talked to a couple of cyclists riding toward me, they said the work crew at the other end had waved them through. Cool!

Only a short stretch of non-tree-lined trail.

Near Buxton, a 700-foot-long curving trestle, 80 feet high.

Back in town and headed to the AirBnB to my vehicle, I spotted a new business and stopped for an iced mocha. Great end to a very good ride.

Miles = 28. Next stop: Lacey WA

Row River Trail

Rather cold this morning, I didn’t leave until 8 am, it was in 57 degrees. Row rhymes with “cow” – the trail got its name because two farmers got into a huge fight.

At 7 miles, I came to the first glimpse of Dorena Dam, barely visible through the trees.

For this trip, I decided to get a small tripod to use with my phone.

The trail followed the north side of the lake for many miles.

Row River:

At 17 miles, the trail ended at Culp Creek. I took a break here and had some breakfast before heading back.

As I crossed this trestle, I looked to the right and spotted one of Lane Counties famous covered bridges. Lane County has the most covered bridges on this side of the Mississippi River.

At the next trestle, there was another one but a bit disguised because it was being refurbished. I found a dirt side trail and was able to see this:

Miles = 34. Then I drove to Banks OR where I stayed at a super-nice AirBnB.

Bear Creek Greenway

Cooler temperature this morning which meant I could start riding a bit later. I headed south.

The trail ran along I-5 with periodic glimpses of Bear Creek.

Metal sculpture of manzanita – a symbol of resilience.

At 10 miles, I had to turn around. Apparently there was huge machinery ahead removing dead trees.

20 miles wasn’t enough so I rode north for a few miles before turning around. Medford crews were mowing all along the trail and Medford police were rousting the homeless.

Miles = 28. Then I drove to Cottage Grove OR. Not a very nice hotel tonight, but close to the trail for tomorrow’s ride.

Sacramento River Trail

It was going to be hot! so got up quite early (I can only do this for a good bike ride) and drove to the trailhead near the arboretum. I rode north on the east side of the river,

crossed a bridge

and turned right toward Keswick Dam.

After turning around and heading south on the west side of the river until I got to the Sundial Bridge.

A working sundial and the world’s largest. The deck is translucent.

From the plaza on the other side:

Early start, early finish, and then I drove to Medford OR. I used one of Justin’s travel strategies, find a hotel where you can walk to a nearby restaurant for dinner and an adult beverage. Great idea.

Miles = 13

After hula

Such a fun class every Saturday morning.

I decided this was a very good omen as I drove to the grocery for a bag of ice:

My little studio apartment in Redding. The adventure has begun.

Friday!

A couple of projects I’ve been working on for the past week were finished. The surf flag is for Thais.

In the afternoon, happy hour at Ella’s with Elaine and Terri:

Extra help

Lenin was out of town and Thais had a full day at work. Situations like this make me happy. I picked up Avery from sports camp at Jesuit, then Carson at zoo camp, then everyone had dentist appointments.

Several times during the afternoon, Avery sat down at the piano to practice.

I got dinner started, Thais came home, and I got to hear about Sophia’s upcoming trip to St Mary’s for a Christian Brothers student council retreat.

Thursday at Merrilyn’s

On Wednesday. We were on the same wavelength: two shrimp appetizers. Perfectly roasted shrimp with an enhanced cocktail sauce and shrimp/black bean/avocado salsa with Scoops.

Postscript: I had to go at the last minute to get a Serrano or jalapeño pepper from the grocery store. The selection was terrible. I got the last two tiny Serranos and went to the register .. without the 4-digit code you need to check out. I explained my problem and the clerk said, “Oh, you can have those.” Quite reasonable I would say: