Oregon

Our drive from NJ to JFK in Friday morning's rush hour traffic went remarkably well, with no mistakes. We were flying across the continent with United, business class, but weren't seated together - we both had window seats - mine was next to a man with legs that went on forever, and when he went to sleep as soon as the flight took off, I felt a bit stranded. Eventually, I had to visit the loo, which meant stepping over his outstretched legs. As I did so, I knocked his laptop off the shelf and it fell on him, waking him up. He was not best pleased.

No decent films to watch, but a large Bombay Sapphire and a couple of glasses - three in Jo's case - of Pinot Noir helped to send me to sleep. The flight is over 6 hours - nearly as long as it took to get from Heathrow to JFK last week - but it went very smoothly and soon we were waiting in SFO for our connection up to Medford.

It's a little prop plane up from there and there seemed to be some problems with the AC, but they didn't affect us too much. The Lesinas were all there at the airport to meet us, having only just seen off Lorna and her family that very morning.

Kaleidoscope, our favourite pizza bar, was queued out the door so we went to Wild River in Medford for our Friday tea-time meal.

Although Jo and I had by now been travelling for about 16 hours, we'd "gained" 3 hours by travelling west, so we felt semi-obliged to stay up until a respectable bedtime. Lucy poured us large G & T's and that did the trick.

Slow start to Saturday, but Lucy made waffles for breakfast and that was nice. Scott and Cade had some hardware shopping to do, but the rest of us drove in to town and checked out the Saturday market and a few of the shops - including the new bike store, where Jo was smitten by this model:

I also got a chance to fill up my Growler at the new Oregon Pour Authority, using the voucher Lucy got me for Father's Day.

We've had lunch, a quick snooze and a dip in the pool, but I'm still too hot, so blogging in the comfort of the air conditioning in the trailer is a bit of an escape.