The great thing about bicycle touring is that it lends itself well to spontaneity and improvisation.
The day started out as planned — a tour of the Columbia River Gorge. However, plans changed radically based on two chance encounters.
First, a long wait at breakfast, combined with the perusal of tourist magazine for the region planted the idea for an alternative route. Subsequently, a conversation at the top of the Rowena Crest Viewpoint with a cyclist (who coincidently happened to be one of the employees of the Naked Winery we met the day before), led to us re-routing for Mt. Hood instead of continuing on the Gorge tour.
A magazine, a conversation, two wheels, an open mind, and all that jazz.