Columbia River Gorge, Oregon

July 15 and 16 - today we traveled to Sandy River RV Resort located on the Sandy River (duh) which is an offshoot of the Columbia River. Les immediately went for a swim in the river, I took photos. It was cold - really cold so he didn’t stay in very long. Thursday morning we took the RV and went to the Twin Tunnels located on the Columbia Gorge. What Les failed to inform me of was that once we parked the RV, with Shirley comfortably ensconced, he and I would go for a “short bike ride.” Okay he was being a little evasive about the “ride” and no wonder why. Turns out it was 9 miles roundtrip (how do you do 20 miles daily Bill and Carol??) and up and down a mountainside. By the time we got to the windy top I was exhausted and had to walk my bike up the last few feet - all downhill from here says he! That was true enough - downhill through the twin tunnels - hmm…but then you have to bike back up the “downhill” and back to the RV. Of course it was 90 degrees out (but no humidity for our Florida friends) and my bike gears didn’t shift properly. Some experienced rider took pity on me and stopped and fixed my gear so I could get back up the mountain. Did I mention how much fun this was? The ride itself was only about 1.5 hours and the views, I have to admit were spectacular (in between the heavy breathing), but I was really glad to get back to the RV. Les admitted he really wanted to do this ride but didn’t want to tell me how long it was for fear that I would stay in the RV sipping margaritas instead of going with him. When we returned to the campsite both of us went swimming in the river, or rather floating down the river in the current. I have to admit it was fun and Les is thoroughly enjoying this part of the Country. Our next big adventure will take us to the San Juan Islands for a visit with Teddy and Alice Deane and we are looking so forward to some family time. For those of you who have hung in there with us and my rambling, our thanks. We feel grateful to be able to share our adventure with you. I just hope our neighbors feel the love when they are looking at our lawn burning dead this summer (Gary and Nancy we love ya).