Day 12: Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Crossing the Canadian Border was daunting. Having heard horror stories of people who were clothes-lined at customs for prior DUI charges, trace amounts of drugs and minor weapons, I figured I had a 50/50 shot at getting into our neighbor to the north. We were packing an assassination knife with 14” blade and a Flea Market taser. Katie was probably solid, but I regret to admit a DUI arrest from 2005. We considered smuggling me in via the trunk of the car but thought the consequences for human trafficking may be more detrimental than simply missing out on the opportunity to tramp around with the Canucks for a couple weeks.
Read MoreSeattle Seattle Seattle. I didn't have many expectations about the rainy city going into this stop, other then I would be living Grey's Anatomy and Coyote Ugly in real life.
We were lucky to have Sam's uncle Greg whom just moved to Bainbridge Island offer up his crash pad for us. They had literally just moved to Seattle and were living out of a hotel themselves, so we were basically squatters in a completely empty house.
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Eugene was a quirky little town, not at all what I had expected. Zach treated us to dinner and beers the night prior and after several loads of laundry and a good night sleep at Zach’s apartment, we drove north to Silver Falls.
Silvers Falls consisted of several very tall waterfalls surrounded by a magically lush forest covered in bright green moss. You could hear the crashing of the water from 100 yards away or more. We approached the river from a higher trail so as soon as it came into view it was a pretty spectacular moment to see the water falling to several hundred feet below. There was a trail that led us down and around the back of South Falls so we could walk completely underneath it and were misted by residuals of the cascading water as the wind blew. The space behind the falls was cave-like and the rocks were filled with fossilized tree roots and specimens of the past.
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