Heard about this, but wasn’t sure about it.  Gassed up yesterday just across the Idaho/Oregon border and was informed by the lot attendant that in Oregon they pump your gas for you.  You just pull up and tell the attendant what you need and they do it.  Gas, windshield washed, “check the oil, dollar gas”!

By doing it this way, they have a few jobs for the locals to perform.  Sounds like a good idea to me.

Today takes us from Burns, Or to the coast at Yachates, where we will spend the night at a good friend Lorin Facers, coastal home.  We should be able to have a drink and watch the sun set in the West…far West I might add.  As we watch the sun disappear beyond the edge of the ocean, it should be a rising sun in Russia.

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