Whispering Sands Motel
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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... than the Transalp I left behind. But I know it won't last. I am moronically happy now, but I wouldn't take the Indian home. It just wouldn't work. Right now the Indian is mine and it is the two of us against the rest of the world. On a gravel road she is an ill fitting soulmate. Too powerful - twist the throttle and the ...
... Scout leader pushed
over a goblin) and Rusty was excited for me to see it ever since he took his
mother there early 2013. It was better than I thought. There was so many
goblins…..it was just huge. This is a place my grandchildren would love
climbing all over the valley, yip it is allowed, you just can’t destroy them
(stupid boy scout leader could have ruin it for all of us). We walked all over
... We could walk around the campground and it was like a mini United Nations with all the languages and accents. They have to be a huge blessing for the economy out here. All that we talked to were very friendly and happy to be visiting our country. We pulled out of camp at 8:30 with the temperature already at 70 degrees. There were very high thin clouds...a beautiful sunny day. What John thought was the highlight of his day (stay tuned to find out why that was NOT the case!!) ...
... and suffered through it. Wind is absolutely horrible. No matter which way the road curved, it was a constant headwind. The canyons were funneling the wind along the road. I was so focused on getting through the bad, that I forgot to reapply sunscreen. I was on my bike for 10 hours today. It's past sunburn, my skin is charred. It looks like I have a sheet of plastic covering my skin. My hands look like they belong on a ...
... my panniers off, and come to see there were FIVE holes in the tire. As I was doing to repair, a German lady came over with ice cold water and filled my bottles. She was cool. Another cool person was the guy I met at a pullout while taking pictures. He talked about a bike race he's nervous about in Portland in a couple weeks. I stopped on the side of the road for a picture of a decrepit brick house. ...