Though Canyonville is a dump it does have a cafe, that serves proper coffee!!! After a couple of espressos we hit the road in the welcome cool of the morning air. The route leads us down the highway for the first 20 miles, then we ease in to the mountains on a gentle trail, before it starts to get a little tighter. Nothing technical, however we do have to negotiate two gates that are blocking the road, which means manhandling the bikes around the sides to avoid the ditches that have been dug to prevent public access, but we aren't the public ;)
A large rock fall does however pose a more intimidating I stoical, due to the 18 inch path it has left between it and the three hundred foot drop to the right :(
All safely through we continue on our last few hours of the journey and I watch on the GPS as I see the coast coming in to view via my little digital world. After two more hours of beautiful pine forests, we start to feel the chill air of the Pacific and we are all excited at the prospect of our final destination.
We are greeted in Port Orford by crashing Pacific rollers breaking against the rocky coast and driftwood strewn beaches.
We are elated that we have made it safe and sound, is has been an epic two wheeled adventure, 23 riding days and nearly exactly 5000 miles, across some of the most stunning scenery the world has to offer. America may not have the cultural diversity of other parts of the world, but for pure motorcycling enjoyment, it never fails to deliver .
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