After taking my industrial-strength Dramamine, we headed out for the next leg of our eastward-ho adventure. The Oregon shores have lots of HUGE rocks. The other side of the road has some of the tallest trees I've ever seen. Miles and miles of trees. Very different from the California coast, where there are lush green (well, usually green except in summer) mountains, but not trees.
But Oregon lived up to its reputation of gray and rainy, although I think Kathy was happy to see the moisture after so many years of drought in California.
We stopped in the little burg of Brandon where we gave our Visas, as well as our legs, some exercise.
We drove over many bridges, but this one was especially interesting to me for some reason.
The next photos were taken with my GoPro. I haven't edited these photos in any way, so you get the view, car and all. :)
Lots of water on bot sides of the road here in Oregon.
And what would a trip through Oregon be without cheese? Lots and lots of cheese. Dinner!