My Road Trips:  1995 - 1999

 

After working for Parsons Brinckerhoff in Portland for four years, I was "chomping at the bit" to get back out on the road.  In the spring of 1995, I applied for a 5-month unpaid leave from my job to take a road trip around the U.S.  I left Portland on April 1 (April Fools day) for a counterclockwise trip that would take me through 38 states and two Canadian provinces, covering over 20,000 miles.

 

During the 1995 trip, I visited my parents, sister and three brothers, who were scattered around the country, and also visited a lot of old friends whom I hadn't seen in several years.  In July, I spent two weeks in Colorado where I had previously worked as a seasonal ranger in the 1980s, assisting the ranger crew and boring them with stories about the "good ol' days."  Though my 5-month road trip was fun, it was also rushed because there were just too many great things to see and do each day.

 

A few years later, I took a four-week vacation and drove back to visit my brother Don and his family in Syracuse, New York.  During that trip, I stopped off in Ann Arbor, Michigan to visit my niece and stopped by the house in East Lansing, Michigan where I grew up, which I hadn't seen in 30 years.  After leaving Syracuse, I followed the Lewis & Clark Trail along the Missouri River back to Oregon, though was turned back at a muddy Lemhi Pass in Montana definitely a case of "Daunted Courage."  Unfortunately for them, Lewis & Clark didn't have the option of taking the Interstate freeway to Portland.

My Road Trips:  1995 - 1999

 

 

   

Above left:  Wild horses on the beach at Cumberland Island National Seashore in Georgia.  At eighteen miles in length, Cumberland Island is the largest island on the east coast south of Long Island, New York.  This little-known area is, I believe, the most beautiful and peaceful place on the entire east coast.  You can get there only by passenger ferry and reservations are strongly recommended.  A small, tranquil campground near the beach offers a great place to unwind.  However, the raccoons there are very clever so watch your food!

Above right:  Black Eagle Falls, one of the five "Great Falls" of the Missouri River, at Great Falls, Montana.  When Lewis & Clark reached this point in 1805 during their trip west, they were first stunned by the "sublimely grand" spectacle.  Soon, however, they became discouraged when the difficult portage around all of the falls took nearly a month.  Today,  the falls have been mostly inundated by dams and reservoirs.

 

 

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