Last day in Oregon

We are in Ontario, at last! OK, just kidding. Ontario is a town of 11,000 people in Oregon, just before the border of Idaho. It is hot again, but not as bad as yesterday, and the wind had died down somewhat. The wind was so bad last night in Huntington that one tent simply flew away across the school field, up a hill, and over the highway. It took quite a while before a posse of young guys was able to overtake the runaway tent. Many others also had trouble controlling their tents and simply set up their beds inside the school gym. Diane and I bravely stuck it out in our secure El Capitan. What a racket that wind made!

Today’s ride was the shortest so far. It began with a long uphill and then a glorious downhill. Love that speed! The geography remains about the same as the previous few days,
and as beautiful as it is we’re also looking forward to changing scenery. The only wildlife I saw today is captured in the following photograph. See how they're cheering us on!

We’re camped at another highschool and have entered a new time zone, so our clocks are moved up an hour. Diane and I explored the town but, frankly, it’s a rather dull town with not much to see. Internet is again unavailable, so I’m sitting on the sidewalk in front of the local library connected to their wireless. Most common question asked in camp everyday: “Is the internet working?” Most common answer: “No.” Sigh.

Today’s stats:

Distance: 57.24 kms
Average speed: 23 kph
Maximum speed: 72.3 kph
Time in saddle: 2.28.56
# of flat tires on trip: 0