Do More Tomorrow
Thursday. Another somewhat longer drive than I was planning, sitting here now on the Oregon coast at the point I turn inland and head for Portland. That's fine, but I'm not driving anymore. I'll take the train as I did in earlier years and not worry about it. Driving is a drag and I've taken all of these pictures before. I'm not a landscape guy (except now and again, nothing is exclusive in this business), I'm a portrait guy. A portrait guy as long as you stretch the concept of “portraits”. You can never tell when a sunset or such might come to me in the form of physiognomy. You understand.
I did find a computer store along the way, pulled in and, although they didn't have a USB to CF card cable, they had a used one. Instead of seventeen dollars it was three dollars. Nice. Of course it was old USB technology, slow as slow can be, but I'm sitting here in Lincoln City in a motel room with time on my hands. It seems to work. For three bucks. A cup of coffee.
So we'll head out tomorrow and reach Portland by noon, take it easy. The family party in Seattle is on Saturday, we'd been thinking Sunday, maybe my sister and I are both becoming forgetful as we grow older, so we'll go the party and I'll stay a couple of days in Portland after so we can go out and shoot pictures before returning down Highway 5.
As I said, after this, no more driving. No more three and four and five hours a day on the road. Any maybe, then, no more speeding tickets.
Enough for today. There have been all kinds of glitches with software on the machine and the network here in the motel. We'll do more tomorrow.