North/Central Oregon trip

One of the first trips I had on the books this summer was to meet up with riders from all over Oregon and Washington and ride around the Columbia Gorge. Unfortunately as we got closer to the date people dropped and everything around the Gorge caught on fire. I already had my bags packed, route planned, and time off, so I was going to go somewhere either way.
My backup plan was to go through the not burning part of the state to get to The Dalles and choose a route from there, maybe hitting Mt St Helens. I made arrangements to share that part of the route with another rider who was going to Camas, WA for a reunion.

Friday morning I got on my bike and headed out to the meetup in Scio. From there we took the interesting route through Mill City, then up to Detroit Lake and onto Breitenbush rd.

http://youtu.be/2-GKDsFDuAA

Breitenbush is a fun road in decent shape. The summer traffic can be a drag at times, but its nice anyways.

Clackamas hwy is OK, but it has some traffic, campers, police, and gravel in the corners.
Lunch at Fearless Brewery in Estacada, OR. Their Philly Cheesesteak is quite good, and Scottish Ale is good as well.

From Estacada we cut over to HWY 26 up to Mt Hood. The highway was crowded and there were several speed traps, lots of cops. The ride up Timberline rd to the lodge was uneventful, more SUVs and minivans to harsh our buzz.

After hood we took 35 and 281 into Hood River. I nearly splattered myself on a bad blind left hand turn at 281/35 just outside of HR, then decided to scrap hitting 30 from HR into the Dalles and just go 84 to get to my hotel and pool quicker. Turns out that section of 30 was closed due to the Rowena fire mop up anyway.
I saw a helicopter outside of Rowena dumping water on a hotspot:
http://youtu.be/4yWPdgCsQUw

Finally I got checked in and hit the pool. At dinner I met a gentleman on an F800GS who was touring the discovery trailers of Washington. We talked about where the fires were and how to avoid them as well as BMW QC issues and custom seats.

That night I relaxed with a beverage and watched cartoons.

In the morning I rode over to a little French restaurant in The Dalles called "Le Petite Province" where the local riders have a standing breakfast and ride tradition.

During breakfast we talked routes. The threat of summer RV traffic made me shy away from my Mt St Helens plan. One of the riders, Mike, suggested a Fossil run. I'd heard of Fossil runs on the internet spoken about as if they were the be-all end-all of PNW sport bike riding, so I voted for Fossil.

We (a Tiger 800, Monster 1200, Daytona 675, Sportster bobber 1200, and me) fueled up and departed. Twenty minutes later we climbed through the first canyon away from the Gorge. Mike on the Tiger 800 lead. The pace was interesting; the highway would duck or climb into a canyon for a few minutes then head over the prairie for a while, then into another canyon.
One stop was at a mountain viewpoint. Unfortunately due to the smoke we could only see two.

From there into Condon, top off fuel, then out 206 to Ruggs. From Ruggs on 207 to Hardman and through the canyons of Morrow county. Good riding there, not a lot of traffic and nice predictable cornering. I could have gone faster, but I kept to the pace Mike was setting since I didn't know the roads. Then onto some single lane ranch road the back way into Spray, OR. Single lane roads always freak me out, but this one was nice and fun although a bit dirty. From Spray up 19 to Fossil. We took it easy on this section due to police presence, which gave me an opportunity to enjoy the scenery along the John Day river. There had been fires in this area and I could see where fire crews had stopped grass fires just a few yards from someone's house.

At Fossil we fueled up again. They don't have premium there anymore, but do sell octane booster. Good thing my CBR600RR runs on regular just fine. We ate at a place called RJs, good food.

Mike insisted that the next section (hwy 218) was Sport bike heaven, and that I'd have to lead the next section. He wasn't kidding. It was like a 30 mile long race track. Nice pavement, good corners, and not much traffic. Some cars even pulled over for me. I'd love to go back and do the canyon dance there again.

http://youtu.be/5X7uqI7O7tk

From Antelope we ran up to 97 (booooring) to Liberty Lane near Grass Valley. Eventually it dumps onto HWY 216. 216 descends a bitchin canyon (would be more fun to ascend) then crosses over the Deschutes and through the Warm Springs reservation.

From there up 197 and off onto a couple of side roads near Dufur that I can't remember because I was getting pretty spent. Back in The Dalles I thanked everyone for a good time, refueled, guzzled some gatorade, popped some tylenol and hopped onto the slab.

Riding west in the evening next to a wide river sucks. I wore my sunglasses under my tinted visor and still was uncomfortable. I stopped in Troutdale for dinner with a moto-buddy, then continued out to Beaverton for a party.

Thats pretty much where the story ends. The next day I rode home by mostly slab.