Day 20: Trick bike track and the Paleo Diet

Day 20: Fall Creek to Sweet Home

A solid night's sleep was followed by amazing coffee. This is the norm in Oregon. Everyone is very proud of their coffee and beer. Works well for us. We are not ones to get all excited about appliances but this espresso maker was very elegant and worked without electricity. The Presso Espresso:

Before we went to bed the night before, Lynne asked us, "Are you breakfast people? I thought I would cook a big breakfast but didn't want to impose it on you."  YES! This is a good question to hear. Despite eating as much as we can Todd and I have each lost 7 - 9 pounds. Not a problem, but every offer of food is appreciated.

After a delicious breakfast we set off on our second to last day. It was meant to be only 27 miles long, but we saw that we would come very close to Eugene, and it was Sunday, and Eugene is meant to have some of the best bike friendly paths in the state. It was also the day Todd was deciding everything, which was fun, and he was gung ho to explore the U of Oregon city.

After exploring a little it was time for lunch. The picnic tables were taken so we set up our kitchen under a tree and cooked up egg, pepper, zucchini, cheese enchiladas. Yummy. We were probably breaking some park ordinance but it was worth it as you can tell from my face.

Todd had it in his mind that there were not enough pictures of me. There have been plenty!

On our way out of Eugene we saw a dirt bike BMX track and Todd decided he wanted to ride on it. So off we went. Go Todd Go! Look at him talking trash to the other riders at the starting line!

I love this man!

From there we started a long, flat, hot section of road to Sweet Home. We did OK, just breathing and going steady. We stopped at a covered bridge and dipped in some cool water. We stopped to take photos by a yard filled with flowers.

When we arrived in Sweet Home we were greeted by Jonathan, our WarmShowers host, who followed the Paleo Diet. Yummy. He fixed us a huge pile of steak and vegetables, covered with a fried egg.

He offered us his guest apartment and we slept very deeply, feeling sentimental about our last day approaching.