Bend, OR

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This morning at rush hour, we drove through Boise, ID.  Thank goodness most of the traffic (bumper to bumper) was heading in the opposite direction.  For a short time, we thought we were driving through Atlanta.  It appears, that this capital city, is larger than we had thought.  Glad we were not caught in that mess.


What seems like "forever", we finally made it into Eastern Oregon.



I don't know if this is just a misconception on our part, but Oregon does not seem to be what we had preconditioned our minds to expect.  Many of the pictures previously seen are of thick arboreal areas, very green and forest like.  Well, at least the eastern central part of Oregon is nothing like that.  It is very desert like.  Reminds us of Arizona and Nevada (Las Vegas) type or topography.  Beautiful in its own right, but not those thick arboreal areas previously seen in pictures of the state. 




















After one hour driving within its borders, we found ourselves in nothingness.  If it wasn't for cell phone service, I would have been more concerned than I would have admitted.  Nothing out here.  Not even birds.  Very scarcely , we saw a couple of crows and one Turkey vulture flying in circles.  Two hours into its borders, we saw one Gray Hawk and one Bald Eagle in flight.  Both beautiful and majestic birds.   Sorry these were not captured to be shared with you all.

However, we did capture a picture of a stock yard in OR.  Thank goodness the wind was blowing in the right direction; away from the road.

















Further Westward, we encountered these beautiful snowcapped mountains.  Part of the "Cascade Range"






After just 1pm local time (Pacific Time), we drove into civilization and Bend, OR.  A city of over 81,000 population.  Found  our campground still within city limits, and checked in for the night. 
Temperature was in the high 60s during the entire trip.  Now, as we sit and write this it is 70 degrees.  The low is expected to be 37F.

Tomorrow, we hope to arrive at our final destination.  Stay tuned….





Comments

  1. OIT and MeMay 29, 2018 at 5:39 PM

    I'm sorry, still laughing at the thought you were in Atlanta part.

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  2. Patrick PecotMay 30, 2018 at 12:14 PM

    I don't think you remember Atlanta traffic...��

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