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About 5 miles SW of Beaver is Hebo, OR. A nothing little town, except for the diner–yup, grilled cheese and coffee. Although the food wasn’t exceptional, the folks there were very interested in my cycling; they even made sure I put a pin on their map of North America, indicating the origins of their various customers. Though I grew up in Ottawa, I’ve spent the better part of 8 years living in the T-Smog, which is home to most of my friends. Plus, when asked, it’s easier to say Toronto, since most folks have heard of it; must be because of those damn Maple Leafs.

The walls and ceiling of this little greasy-spoon were covered with license plates from all over the United States; even Alaska and Hawaii. The only Canadian plate was from British Columbia. There was even a plate from Zimbabwe; a hometown customer sent it to them while he was there hunting wildebeest. Encouraged that I was only 5miles from the Pacific, but a little discouraged at the 3mile climb I would soon have to scale, I finished my coffee and got back on the road.

About 20mins later, there it was, a rugged carpet of blue, grey and white; I had finally arrived on the shores of the mighty Pacific. Although it could have been any body of water across which I could not see, just knowing that it was the Pacific Ocean really stopped me in my 700x37c tracks. Interstitial Cystitis It is an inflammatory problem that occurs in the male reproductive organ. see for more info buy levitra If you experience a severe reaction when consuming the medication, you should stop using it and contact your doctor immediately. super active viagra is an important drug to many men. The person may suffer from rashes, inflammation and redness on scalp. canada pharmacy tadalafil After getting their permit, they will have to log at least 50 hours of supervised driving and wait at least 12 hours before or after taking it. 8) If you are taking or doing while on levitra samples, including smoking. As a child on family vacation, I’ve spent much time on the Atlantic coast; I even sailed across it with my grandfather when I was eight years old. And, during a brief visit to Vancouver, BC while in University, I did get to see a little bit of the Pacific. But this was different.

Nothing but water, thousands of miles in size, innumerable fathoms in depth. Japan, the Philippines, Australia, all lay beyond that blue horizon. Thoughts of exploration, warfare, whaling and my father’s time spent at sea with the Royal Navy all came to mind. Though the waves were not large, I quickly understood why many of my friends held such a passion for surfing. While never taming it’s power, being allowed to spend a few minutes riding high upon those cresting waves must really be an empowering feeling. I was humbled like never before.

Looking at my watch, I knew I still had 20miles to my destination of Lincoln City, which included that 3mile climb. With some reluctance, I pedaled away, looking forward to spending more time getting acquainted with mother ocean.