Now boys and girls it is time for artsy, photographer like pictures from my road trip with my aunt and uncle. You will at no point in this post be forced to look at any pictures of any of my motorcycles. So fear not you can enjoy in peace.

First stop is lovely, flat Pendleton, OR.

Then just north of the Gorge in Washington we ran into a woman on a golf cart. 

Not that odd. Until you see her passengers.

My uncle getting too close to the seals in Astoria, OR.

Pacific City, OR.

I love beaches. I love giant rocks.

Fishermen would back their trailered boats as fast as they could into the surf. Then slam on the breaks flinging the boats into the sea. Then they gas it back up the beach to park their trucks and sprint back to the boat before it washes out to sea. I was LOLing during this entire process.

Beautiful orange sand stone cliffs also at Pacific City.

 

Cool little mushrooms on the trail to Munson Falls.

 Munson Creek

Taking off from PDX on a clear day and you can see some cool peaks.

Pacific City Panorama.

Pendleton, OR. It really is that flat. Kansas like.

In September I went on a motorcycle road trip with my aunt and uncle. We crossed several states and hundreds of miles and I took a lot of pictures. I will get to those pictures in the next post. This post is just a pile of pictures of my loverly bike I took on the trip. I knew that's what you were looking for.

Here is our first stop in Twin Falls.

This is what mine and my uncles bikes look like in Idaho.

 Lovely flat Pendleton Oregon.

 This is about half way through the Columbia River Gorge on the Washington side.

 The road to Ft. Stevens, Oregon.

 The beautiful coast just north of Pacific City, Oregon.

 The dirt road to Munson Creek Falls.

 

On my week off.

I took a little trip last week to see my parents (The Kip and The Vida) and my sister and her husband(Trout and Jer-Bear(I bet he hates that I called him that.).) They all live in Washington; just across the border from Portland.
We we lucky that Jer-Bear's parents let us stay in their beach house on Long Beach most of the time and it was crazy cool.
I am going to warn you now; I took a lot of pictures and I am posting a lot of them. Enjoy.

Me and The Kip found this nice pier while wandering in Portland.

That looks like The Kip on the end of the pier.

Trout on Cannon Beach, Oregon.

The Hay Stacks on Cannon Beach.

Is it just me or does he look like he knows more about life then I do?

There are a lot of pictures of the Hay Stack because I love it so.

We stopped at Fort Stephens. An old coastal fort that opened during the Civil War.
It has seen better days.

This is what a wrecked ship looks like.

And here is me and a wrecked ship.

My new desktop wallpaper.

Then we stopped at the free museum in Long Beach. It was free for a reason.
I hope no one puts a price tag on my stuffed head after I die.

I'm pretty sure this is real.

The Kip, the moon and me.

Light house of Cannon Beach.

More Hay Stacks.

The Kip and The Vida.
(Dear Mom, This picture is your own fault for never facing the camera when I try and take your picture.)

He kept a very close watch on me.

This time I didn't get in trouble for taking the dog's picture.

What a great place for a chair.

This little girl was the only one on the beach tough enough to brave the cold water. She spent a few minutes trying to convince The Kip into joining her but he wasn't falling for it.