Last night was great. After leaving the Fox Hole, I rode the rest of the way to North Bend, passing by Susan and Eric and catching Katie and Kristen before the bridge that we had to walk over because of the strong wind. After breaking away from the girls, I hunted down the nearest liquor store, which was in Coos Bay, one mile south of North Bend, but 12 miles away from the night's campsite (Sunset Bay--which deserves it's name). I got a flat tire in Coos Bay, and am currently riding without any spare tubes (but with a patch kit that Matt gave me). 
I changed the flat, cleaned and greased my chain, and bought a handle of rum and 2 liters of coke that I hauled the remaining 12 miles to camp. We all had tons of fun; Hot showers, warm meals, a camp fire, and plenty of shots and cocktails. I smoked up with Matt and supplemented my state with plenty of rum.We added two more to our number. Timo, from Amsterdam, and Lee from Vancouver. At camp, I learned that Chris got two flat tires and Shannon and Colleen had some problems and had to hitch hike to North Bend to fix their bikes.
This morning, I woke up hung-over to the sound of Jimi Hendrix and The Doors blaring from Shannon's tent across the site. It's hard to be annoyed when hanging out with such amazing people and being on such an incredible adventure. I rode with Matt most of the morning and I am now sitting in a Bakery/ Deli in Bandon, Oregon. Tomorrow, I should be crossing the border into California.
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