We spent a couple of lovely “off bike” day in Portland, giving me a chance to see my son, my sister and my mother. It was wonderful time spent. Tyler had an old friend living in Lake Oswego, right south of Portland, so she and I spend a few days away from each other. Tyler saw the sights, went to the Portland Art Museum, which has a wonderful selection of fine art.
Being an artist myself, I can’t help but post a couple of the artworks Tyler shot during her visit.
Glass work
Oil on Canvas
This piece brings me to the artistic gray area of whether we as photographers can watermark a photograph taken in a museum that was of someone else’s painting. Thoughts?
We did all meet one night in the North Portland Alberta District for dinner. It was there that Tyler shot this, my family portrait.
My son, me, sister, mother!
After a couple of love days of respite, we left Portland in the morning with sun shining on us. By the time we reached the Oregon Coast, the rain began. The rain was definitely a theme on this trip. But what could you say? I believe Tyler said it all here at the covered bridge.
I had Tyler leading once again since this was her first Oregon Coast ride. The gray skies and roadway did contribute to the moodiness of this shot that I love.
Looks like Tyler needs a hug, that is if she could move her arms.
It was definitely chilly and at one point I just had to stop and warm up. Ironically we found an open art gallery called the Tsunami Gallery, and it was glowing a warm yellow. The place was just what we needed and apparently the gallery owner thought we were just what he needed. He was a real character.
Here he is with Tyler.
When we finally arrived in Gold Beach, I grabbed my travel Scotch and had a quick swill. Ahhhhh
We ordered food in the room and I ate mine in bed, the one place it was warm! After downloading photos and sorting a few, I called it a night. Tyler had already turned out her light and sleep took both of us to the next morning.
We left mid morning for CA and were quite looking forward to some California sunshine! The trip down the entire coast until we reached Cresent City was covered in gray clouds. In Cresent City, we gassed up and considered our options for heading home. We both had thought riding through the Redwoods would be pretty, but we also both were ready to make tracks. We choose one route then took another, but we are women and entitled to change our minds!
The pristine coastline reflecting a not so much condo.
Before our detour, we stopped here to gaze up Paul Bunyan and his blue ox. Neither of us had ever stopped here but pretty quickly realized why.
I had never ridden Titlow Hill Rd. and decided with Tyler’s blessing, that we should try it. It made for a long day, but one of the best ride days of the entire journey!
When we first started up the road we were riding up into the clouds. Visibility was poor but one could see that it was temporary.
Then it began to clear!
Tyler seems to be enjoying the road!
Wildflowers were in bloom everywhere.
Tyler got this one shot of me and could hear me as I rounded the bend, yelling about the beautiful colors! She was wishing she had captured video.
At the top we were greeted with a true life canvas. The mountains were layerd with varied shades of azure, blue and gray. Between the mountain and the sky was a division of yin and yang, dark and light. The darkest clouds hovered right overhead.
The top of Titlow was 5600 ft and I watched the GPS drop from that to 2400 ft in less than 4 miles. Yep Titlow Rd was a steep one!
Our ride was winding down we’d soon be in Red Bluff and then making our way home. All in all this was an amazing journey even with the cloudy gray days. We had the company of one another and the ingredients for a huge batch of laughter. Hwy 36 was it’s usual fun and Red Bluff was HOT. We were home and it had been a lovely journey.
