Sac to Medford

On Palm Sunday morning, we set out for Medford, driving through beautiful countryside - valleys, mountains, hills, rivers, all decked out in spring colors.

Jess drove my car, and I relaxed and entertained her, and Bobby drove the pickup and Tom was the entertainer. You know, we were selecting bad radio stations and looking up stuff on the iphones.

Stopped at the Olive Pit (olive and olive oil tasting) in Corning, CA, and at the Black Bear Diner in Redding.

Entered Oregon at 4:59 p.m., and guess what? It's raining!
Ashland is a beautiful town built on the hillsides, and I'm sure we will be returning here to attend the Shakespeare festival.

Thistle is freaked out, hiding under a bed somewhere. Oh, well, I probably would be too, if I had been in a crate all day.

Tomorrow: Portland Ho!