Oregon "part deux"

So after well over 10,000 miles of a roadtrip to Seattle for which I plan on staying at for about a month, within the first week, of course, I decide to go on another roadtrip which takes me out of the state for 4 days. The destination was a couple of art shows for which my friend Dave (whom were traveling the east half of USA at the beginning of this roadtrip) is selling art that he creates. The first night was a block-party type show in a portland neighborhood. We then traveled to Corvalis or Salem or some city where the Oregon Ducks are at (I don't know, I don't give a shit). We didn't make it to a friends place till midnight. Of course we can't go to sleep right away, so it was almost five hours of drinking and B.S.'n until we realized we had just drank about 10 beers each and with the sunrise approaching, we decided to hike to the top of a hill (similar to Sehome hill for all my Western brothers) to see the sunrise. If you've read any of my previous blogs you know that a scene of nudity is fastly approaching. After a long day of near 100 degree weather, it was nice to be in the woods and close to 65 degree weather. I brought up a sleeping bag and therefore decided to see the sunrise with only what Muhammad gave me.

After not going to bed till 8 am and waking up at 2 pm, we decided to go up to a hotsprings before heading out to the coast for a couple of days. The hot springs were really cool, except for the 10 completely naked old guys of all ages. Similar to a YMCA or Gym where somehow its acceptable for old guys to walk around naked, I guess that is understandable, but there were also a couple of families their where the mother, father, 15 years old son and 10 year old daughter we're all walking around nude. One mother was breastfeeding in one of the pools (all together, it was just fucking weird). On our way back to the car, we came across a situation where a person went crazy on meth, jumped off a cliff and swam out to an island in the middle of the lake. A sheriff was standing there and upon asking him what was going to happen, he stated that a boat was coming and this guy was probably going to get tazed. Sure enough, after a 1/2 hour of him yelling at the top of his lungs about how everyone was going to die at midnight and his fingers where weapons of god, three sheriffs came upon the island and tazed him. I have video of the entire thing if you want to see it.

The next couple of days were spent on the oregon coast, which was cold compared to the mainland, so I kept my pants on from here on out. The two days were filled with hanging out on the beach in a kick-ass vintage sweater, a 3-D kite that is a Pirate ship, and hanging out with art sellers that ranged from a guy who was pre-med but decided to make potery instead, to a guy that was selling a book that was a western-vampire-comedy.