Committed to avoiding the narrow Hood River Bridge again in our motorhome, we headed to the Bridge of the Gods over the Columbia to Cascade Locks. That meant going through
tunnels, any of which can be “exciting” particularly if a semi is headed toward you and hugging the centerline. However, once through the last of these tunnels, I assured Debbie that was the last of them for today and possibly during our trip.
As we made the turn for the
to cross back into Oregon, there was a loud crash in the rear of our coach. Debbie quickly jumped up and announced that the latch on one of our pantry slides had [once again] failed and it and the canned goods it held were not on the floor. Unable to stop on the bridge, I continued driving while she sat on the floor to keep anything from rolling around or doing any damage.
Once across in the bridge we found a place to pull over, pick up the loose grocery items and store them elsewhere and wedge the pantry slider shut for the duration of our day’s travels.
We followed I-84 west along the shore of the Columbia to Portland where we veered inland an into a major traffic jam.
Leaving the city, we opted to take US-26 toward the Oregon coast, where we were quickly surprised by, you guessed it, another lengthy
Once through we headed into relatively level farming country
While I kept well below the speed limits on this narrow highway, traffic coming the other way was far less cautious, particularly the larger "rigs".
After descending to sea level in Seaside, Oregon
We headed north to our destination campground in Astoria where we are looking out over a 9-hole golf course.