“All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware.”
– Martin Buber

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Day 9 - 7/24: Florence to Smith Falls Campsite - OUCH!

Todd’s in rough shape, His rib made a popping sound in the morning that brought on a tear-inducing pain, Luckily he had cracked his ribs before and was familiar with what was happening. Even luckier for him was the fact that I had packed some Percocet -- heavy duty pain reliever. With that he was able to climb on board his bike after a huge breakfast with Amber and the gang.

We set out to check out the Oregon dunes and was greeted with blustery Pacific winds and awe-inspiring dunes.


From there we hunkered down for the ride to Reedsport where we would be leaving the coast. We eat a lovely lunch in Reedsport -- bacon, turkey, avocado on a GF bun with awesome fries. I am in heaven. Tons of GF food in Oregon. Yay!

We carry that lunch heavy in our bellies for the first two hours of our trip up Smith River Rd. The road is indescribably beautiful, with almost no traffic. A canopy of trees creates a tunnel above the road as it follows the Smith river mile after mile. The road gets more narrower. First no shoulder, than no painted lines, soon Todd and I are travelling right down the center of the road.



The start of Smith River Rd.


We end up at a beautiful free campsite at Smith River Falls. Huge Douglas Fir surround our tent. We wash off in the river and sleep deeply. Warmth, Free Campsite.




The tree that our tent will cozy up to!


Happy and clean!


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