
Ridgeline Trail outside Eugene

Nice views from the Ridgeline Trail system.
We needed a shower at this point to clean up for our one night on the town, but because of Lane County/Armitage Park’s false advertising, we had none and just sponge bathed in Dewey in the middle of downtown Eugene. Thank goodness for tinted windows. Ha ha.Sandy and Bobby soon joined us at the Eugene Saturday market and we browsed the stalls, sans beer due to the fact that none was for sale, a fact I found odd for an event in a region where breweries are proud and plentiful.
We soon found beer though at the Oakshire Brewery’s Bikes and Brews Week kick off party, where bikes may have outnumbered patrons.

And were certainly more useful than the patrons.

Next stop on our night out was some dinner at a taphouse on Broadway. It was here that Sandy and Bobby spilled the beans on how they had each lost tens of pounds on the paleo diet. Turns out beans are not involved at all.

Paleo or futuristic, they both looked great and it was fun to see them so happy about life.

The paleo diet may be impossible for me due to my affinity for these evil morsels:

Just down the street from the restaurant is the Eugene outlet of Portland’s famous VooDoo Doughnuts. I went to get just one maple glazed for dessert, but once I saw this twirling display of ecstasy,
VooDoo Doughnuts carousel of happiness.
I walked back to the van as my blood sugar skyrocketed to dangerous levels in complete doughnut oblivion. Those are the best doughnuts on the planet.
The four of us headed to the campground for civilized dessert of fresh strawberries from the Hood River area and sophisticated chocolate bars. I was pretty much ruined by the doughnuts though.

We had a great visit under a crescent moon and Jupiter and hugged goodbye late in the night.
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