Dufur Dreamin'

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RWGPS Route

”In the color of a plum or an apricot, in the luxuriance of a bowl of grapes set out in ritual display, in a bottle of wine, the soil and sunshine of California reached millions of Americans for whom that distant place would henceforth be envisioned as a sun-graced land resplendent with the goodness of the fruitful earth.”

from “Inventing the Dream: California Through the Progressive Era” by Kevin Starr

Well, what d'ya do? I mean, do you just ride around or do you go on some sort of a picnic or something?”

from The Wild One (1953)

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I wanted to write about our ride to Dufur, a fruit stand in the Hood River Valley, the bear on NF-17, and the clanging procession we created in his wake. To sketch the orchards and abandoned barns. To describe the practice of espalier (or at least what I understand of it). The campground in the city park. Hash browns at the market the next morning, John Mayer on their stereo. But I can’t seem to find the words anymore. Maybe another cup of coffee, but I tried several times this week, and wonder if it’s time to set down the pen. I hope you enjoy the pictures, and may your summer be filled with adventures like this one.

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