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Sun up over the channelled Deschutes. S woke and fed and walked B in the crisp. Met her at the breakfast arena and managed to hold back on consumption of items available - no waffles. Ripped out onto 97, a beautiful road over the rolling highlands before the mighty Columbia, then on interstate to interstate through rain and shine. Rather taken with Maupin on 97 before it dropped to the big river.
Anyway home and pretty glad.
