This is not them, but close
It was mid-summer 1981 when my oldest daughter and her husband motorcycled from Eugene to Bend. I don’t recall the original purpose of the trip, even though Barb and I rode our 1979 Gold Wing. Shortly after lunch they joined a group floating down the Deschutes. Some of it was a pond-like while other parts were get-a-grip white Water.
They were soaked through when they rejoined us. Everything they owned was wet and they rode the 135 miles home that way.
Good times, they were.
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Been there and done this also in mid 80’s-also loved to white water up on the passes.
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I’ve never floated the Deschutes.
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Family times are the best. Happy Friday, Scott.
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Thank you, Sarah. They grow better with time.
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Yes they certainly do. Happy Saturday.
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