The Center of Oregon
Against better judgement while offroading, I got real stuck in the dirt. At one point two of the tires were touching the wheel wells and two weren’t touching the ground. A few hours later the car was free, and we decided to not push our luck and camp right there.
Most of the visitors to the viewpoint looked at us like some vagrants as we cooked our brunch in the parking lot.
Ali demanded that we stop to gather sage. I rubbed most of it in my pits.
We had some time to kill and took the long dirt road out towards Antelope. It was a blessing in disguise. Water crossings and abandoned structures dotted our journey.
Cows made sure to let us know this was their land. They, along with their pies, were everywhere.
This guy was one of many cows who thought he was a mountain goat.