Saturday morning two more vehicles showed up with an additional 6 people. I could have stayed but I figured that any group who could put together a group of 20 friends and family deserved their own space. I packed up and pulled out. When I told them I was leaving they said "You don't have to go" but as I drove away, I watched the mad dash as they competed to move their tents into the prime location I had just left.
The detour continued to be4 beautiful. I came around a bend and saw 50 or 60 cars parked in a lot along the highway. As I rounded the next bend I had a great view of Mt. Rainier.
All of the spring flowers were in full bloom and it was exceptional. See the snow still on the ground down below me? Everyone said that summer still has not arrived at this elevation. Dod made it over Chinook Pass with no problems whatsoever.
I decided that I might as well drive to the coast as I wanted to get to Oregon. Four hours later, I was at the Astoria Bridge.
The Oregon coast is just as beautiful as I had remembered. All of the little beach towns have a personality all their own. Dod is the perfect size to drive up and down the small streets and to park in regular parking spaces which made exploration easy.