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Just because I forgot to post their picture, don,t think the DRCI greeters weren't out in force. It was almost like having my own race pit crew: Captain Berry and his GL1800 Goldwing acted as the official escort, guiding me from the sign at the bottom of the hill to the front door ala NASCAR pace bike. Then the crew went into action, refueling me with cold H2O and cleaning the bugs off my helmet visor. Up to this point I hadn't seen a soul at any of my stops and it was encouraging to see this type of support. The eastside institutions ruled on this day!
This photo didn't get posted during the ride simply because I forgot. I'd already posted the pix of the sign when Captain Berry picked me up and I guess i had already crossed the task off my mental checklist.
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Hey Paul, your Pelican case is open again.
Good job! Sorry I didn't intercept you in Umatilla, but the snooze monster was sitting on my chest and wouldn't let me up from bed. / Matt
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