The first time Jim and I traveled to Oregon together, it started to rain as we crossed the border from Idaho to Oregon. This time the rain held off until we got to our first Oregon stop of Baker City and Jim was in the middle of hooking up the rig to the water and electricity.
Baker City was a big deal during the 1860s gold rush and by 1900, had more residents than either Spokane or Boise. But like a travel brochure we were given said “Eventually, the golden years faded and Baker City matured to a quieter, more stable community.”
We did a walking tour and broke in our recently purchased rain gear; our walk took us through town and pointed out nine formerly faded but now restored, elegant buildings. Then we came back to the rig and listened to the rain.
|The 240-mile drive from Jerome to the Oregon state line was mostly flat or gently rolling irrigated ranch land. As you can see from the clouds, we were driving toward rain.|