Ring of Fire

Last weekend Dad wanted to ride the Crater Rim Trail, but I wussed out. So he rode it by himself. Looks like it was beautiful.

Instead, I went on a ride with The Mother and we stopped at Boyd Cave.

It was picture day at school this week. While I didn’t go full tie and sport coat like last year, I still spiffed up a bit.

Our final plums are now prunes.

This weekend we watched the eclipse.

Here’s the sun almost covered by the moon.

After the eclipse, because I had the weekend off from soccer, we headed to the Oregon Outback for a bike packing trip.

The first six miles were on Highway 31.

Then we turned off on to a gravel road.

A little ways in, we stopped for a lunch of tortillas and nut butter.

Then we started the climb up to Avery Pass.

We set up camp near the top of the pass. It was chilly.

The next morning we climbed a bit more…

until we reached the Oregon Timber Trail. We only rode a little bit of it, but we could have ridden a lot more because Oregon Timber Trail connects 670 miles of trails from California to the Columbia River Gorge.

It was a very fun downhill…

with a fair share of down trees.

The ride finished up on a paved road that followed the Chewaucan River. It was a really pretty, fun ride.

Afterwards, we stopped at the Pioneer Saloon for lunch.

Unlike Alma’s Only Bar, which is Colorado’s highest bar, the Pioneer is Oregon’s oldest bar.

And the burgers were good.