Southern Oregon has to be yarn country. We passed a zillion sheep today plus at least 2 dozen alpaca. It was a knitter's dream seeing all that potential yarn scattered along the freeway. The white dots in the field are sheep.
Gary has a quote for you--"Good old Oregon--lowest price of gas on the West Coast and they pump it for you."
Last night we fell asleep to the soothing patter of raindrops on the roof of the RV. Today we drove in and out of rain the whole way to Yreka. The clouds were amazing to see. They were super dark as we approached the Siskyous, then nice and white after we went over the summit. No rain here in Yreka.
Tonight's entertainment was a rousing game of Cribbage where Gary beat me.
Tomorrow--home sweet home.
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