Continuing north on I-5, I crossed into Oregon.  The only things I knew about Oregon before this trip were that my uncle was from there, Oregon State produces great sysadmin interns, and that I used to have a t-shirt as a kid that said “Oregon Tree Shirt.”

Oregon is awesome.  One of my top three states.  (PA, CA, OR, in no particular order)  It’s green, literally and figuratively, forward-thinking, friendly, ridiculously scenic, outdoor-oriented, and, well, it’s basically what Pennsylvania should be.  Pennsylvania is squandering its potential Oregonness, which is a damn shame.

My first stop in Oregon was at the Deerwood RV Park (deerwoodrvpark.com), which is a nice little park south of Eugene.  The owner/operator, Mike, is a helluva nice guy — I will definitely stay there again if I’m in the area.  My main business in Eugene, though, was George M Sutton RV to get some work done on the airstream.  (Wheel bearing repack, toilet seal replacement were the main things)  They didn’t actually fix the toilet leak, unfortunately, but I at least feel better about towing now that I’ve had the long-overdue bearing repack.

While I was waiting for the work to be done, I spent most of the day in Eugene.  The weather was rainy, which was unfortunate for dog-activities, so Magic and I spent most of the day in and out of the truck, driving around to different parts of Eugene.  We stopped by a great veg breakfast place near the train station, went up to one of the bluffs, drove around the U of O (looks amazing – it’s also apparently set in an outdoor arboretum, hundreds of species of trees all over the campus), and went to a record store where I picked up the “Keep Eugene Weird” sticker.

Eugene was weird, but in an awesome sort of way.  Pics below.

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