Rufus, OR

We crossed into Oregon today traveling I 84.  We climbed  through passes, the highest at 4200 feet and descended into the valleys, looking very much like Idaho and Utah.  Eastern Oregon is hilly, brown and grassy, albeit brown grass.    There are sharp curves about which Gypsy warned us as well as Oregon road signs advising slowing from 65 mph to 50-55 mph.  We could look out across wide expanses of countryside, seeing the roads ahead.  Again there was a lot of bridge construction, but none that slowed us very much.  

We stopped at a Rest Stop in the Umatilla Indian Reservation on I 84 for lunch.  There's not much left in the refrig or freezer which must be empty in a few days.  You'll hear about why later!

After going  down a 6% grade over 6 miles to come down toward the Columbia River, we saw huge wind turbine farms along the ridges on both the Oregon and Washington side of the River.  

And again there was the railroad traveling with the river and interstate.  Ann was on the river side of westbound I 84 as David drove, and again, she leaned to the middle.  The interstate hugs the banks above the Columbia. 

We arrived at the Rufus RV Camp at 3 PM.  It nestles below a large field of turbines as you can see in the photo.  

Tomorrow we drive to Camp Rilea, an Oregon National Guard  Post with a campground, just outside Astoria where our daughter and her family live.  Our blogs may be less frequent over the next several days as we enjoy family time before heading to Travis AFB, in Fairfield, CA for hopefully a military hop to Hawaii.  Should the politicians shut down the government on Oct 1, there will be fewer flights available and limited spaces available for retirees.