Rode up the 101 from LA... Trouble free except for a flat tire. Big thanks to the guys at Moto Loco in Santa Barbara for being open on a Monday and taking time to find a tire for me. Despite the flat, I got to San Fran before sundown the first day and Portland by day two. Sadly, only one of the three rolls of film turned out..

Passing out in Portland means you could wake up next to a dead nutria.

Stumptown has the best bars...