Today we entered the state of Oregon, where we learned how to never underestimate the impossible. As soon as we crossed the border, the road became smooth new asphalt and gained a 15 mile per hour tailwind. Tailwinds have been unheard of throughout the trip, except for the brief portion from Champaign to Chicago. The view was filled with beautiful black sand beaches and columnar joints that traversed the Columbia River. Several of us decided to take a dip in the river from a hot afternoon of riding.

As the eve of Christmas in July ensues we leave you with our warm holiday wishes:

'Twas the night before Christmas in July, when all through the McNary Elementary School
Not a rider was stirring, except for our ride leaders (Nick, Jon, and Sandrew)

The bikes were all ready inside the gym, tires pumped with air
In great hopes that our secret santas will surprise us with cheer!

As we nestle in our sleeping bags to get ready for the next day
We dream about our jerseys and shorts and prepare to fly away.

See you later Oregon, BRB!!