Friday, August 26, 2011

Northwest romp part 2

I rode in this area about 10 years ago, and saw the signs advertising the Spruce Goose, but didn't go to it then. I've kicked myself ever since, so when I saw it this time I HAD to go see it. I stopped and told Jared to go on I was going to spend some time here. We were going to part ways in about a 100 miles anyway so it was not a big deal.
They have more than just airplanes on exhibit, but almost everything is aero-themed. Even the bathrooms have a bombers seat and sight glass. (jk).

It's pretty hard to get the whole Spruce Goose in one picture.

Here is a model that was used in a movie.

Showing the Goose's reletive size compared to modern planes.













Luxurious accomodations inside the Ford Tri-Motor.



See the control cables outside the plane?



A DC 3 nestled all comfy under the Goose's wing.

Take a guess at what this is....yep, you're Wright!

Eye candy!



No introduction needed.



The driveway/landing strip leading in....

and leading out.



After a few hours at the museum I get back on SR 18 and head for the coast

There it is! Like so many people I love to watch and hear the ocean.

This guy came by and wanted to chat, but I had miles to go before I sleep.



I stopped to eat here, but they had no clam chowder on the menu! What?!? So I went down the road to Jack's place for some wonderful chowder...no pics. :(

I stopped again to watch the ocean. I was considering where I would spend the night, I really didn't want to get a room on the coast as they are so expensive. So would I go inland here, or go farther down 101 then go inland?






As I was mulling over my options, in the park came two bikers; meet Nina and Tea. They live near Eugene, and were out for a ride. We talked for a while, and they invited me to spend the night at their house! How could I say no?

Plus...they were having a oyster bake that night with Nina's Godmother and her friend, and I was invited to that as well. Again....how could I refuse? So off we went to the oyster farm.

Oysters bought and iced, we then left for Tea and Nina's house.

This isn't it....just a place I saw on the way. You'll have to go to part three to see their house.


3 comments:

Jack Riepe said...

Dear Ken:

There is something about the ocean that always makes me want to watch it from atop the dunes, preferably at sunset or at dawn.

I got an up-close and personal look at a Lufthansa Trimotor at the airport in Berlin. They taxied one up and down the ramp for me so I could take pictutes of it for a magazine piece.

I also have a picture of myself standing next to the twin 50 cal. machine guns of a B-17E (from the outside). I have another from my dad, (taken from the inside), as this was his station on the plane in Europe, during WWII.

This blog episode brought back all kinds of memories, and a desire to really ride out to the west coast.

Thanks for posting this.

Fondest regards,
Jack/reep
Twisted Roads

Ken said...

Jack - I never get enough of watching/hearing the ocean. It is theraputic similer to a good ride on quiet, backroads.

I would really like to hear a tri-motor run and see it fly, and, what the hell, if we're dreaming I might as well say I'd love to take a flight in one!

Thanks for you comments!
Ken

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