No curve was too sharp for them and their bicycle. No puddle was deep enough to stop them. -- Friends by Helme Hein

05 August, 2008

sweet, sweet summer

It's only August and summer is already over for us.  I'm writing this from the airport while I wait to go to Seattle, then on to Tokyo.  It's a 10 hour flight that gets us there tomorrow.  It's our first flight over the Pacific and our first time in Asia.  We'll add more to this blog and change it around, but for now, here are a few pictures of our summer that was oh so short. 
Oregon is probably the best place on earth.
James in Portland
Shawn met the band Rehab on the streets of Bend
Grandma Ginny and I went to the Yamhill County Fair & Rodeo in McMinnville
Cousin Opal goofing around in McMinnville
the automatic strawberry machine we found in the middle of nowhere on our Holland bike trip
reaching the North Sea near Leiden after 2 weeks of biking and camping
eating heavenly ribs on the Jersey Shore with good friends
niece Avery and Mr. Potato Head in Levittown, New York
hiking with the girls along the North Umpqua River

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