[ed. I've always thought a good road trip should have elements of transcendence and disaster (or, potential disaster) if it was ever to become a really great trip. Well, this one presented none of the latter (thankfully), and much of former, and it turned out great anyway. So now I've been wrong at least once in my life...Down the coasts of Washington and Oregon, over to Portland, up the towering slopes of Mt. Hood and across the high deserts of Madras and Bend, over the rolling wheat fields of northern Oregon to the sparkling waters of the Deschutes River, on to The Dalles and the Columbia River Gorge, then Yakima and its abundant fruit orchards, and finally crossing the Cascades, homeward bound.
