Sinning against the planet by taking a road trip, by many or most enviros, I figured I'd pay for it with my carbon offset donations. I couldn't wait to do this, watching the long range weather forecasts for so long. Gas is now projected to run up to $5 a gallon, so now, again, was the time.

I left home Sunday morning, and motored eastbound on Interstate 80. The snow was melting fast in the Sierra, and soon we can be hiking the peaks.

Stopping in Truckee, CA, for a break, I saw that most was about the same as a month ago. In Reno, NV, I made some small purchases at the Patagonia Outlet, beforehand hiking the bump that I name after the nearby clothing shop.

Declining any breakfast at the casinos, I motored on east. Clouds, then later, slight rain, made for some interest passing through Lovelock and Winnemucca, then coming to Elko, Nevada. Plenty of snow graced the Ruby Mountains and the East Humboldts (photo above). I made it to Wells, NV, where lodging was a bit cheaper.

I had a first breakfast for dinner at a truck stop casino, then retired to my room. Having reservations made for each night, I was on an ambitious schedule that I was hard-pressed to keep. My total lodging expense was to come to about $191 for four nights.

Up at a good hour, Monday, I took U.S. 93 northbound. Getting to Twin Falls, ID, I wondered what to do. I stopped for some photos of the Snake River bridge, and then figured to visit Minidoka Internment National Monument. This historic site was slated to get some money to build a guard tower, to commemorate the internment of mostly, American citizens of Japanese ancestry, during World War II. I may have a family connection to this, but I wouldn't know, now. I found the site by my road maps, in the middle of Idaho farm country.

After a short stay, it was backtracking over the Snake River Canyon by another bridge, then through Twin Falls, where I got more drink and rest.

Off U.S. 93, back south of town, I headed along a signed road to Balanced Rock, another scenic feature that I had seen on my maps. This was a bit of a surprise, with a trail to hike to near the feature. I enjoyed the slight uphill workout, then motored about on side roads to my next destination, Hagerman Fossil Beds National Monument.

I took a side road to find some fossils, but all I got was a nice view. There was a display at the NPS Hagerman Visitor Center on the relocation camp, and I spoke at length with the attendant. This makes the fourth camp site that I had visited now, and I have a few more to go, to see the Western ones.

Then, I came to Malad Gorge State Park. A short road has stops for each of a few vista points. Pressed for time, this place closes at 4 p.m. I took pictures expediently (third photo down), and soon was westbound on Interstate 84.

I got cheaper gas near Boise, ID, at 3.579 a gallon, versus the 4.299 that I paid back in Nevada. Then I came to Ontario, OR, where I had another breakfast for dinner, and cheaper lodging, again. I snapped panorama sequences of the cloudy sunset, impressed by the Oregon skies.

Tuesday, I had a long day ahead. I motored north on U.S. 95, headed for Hells Canyon National Recreation Area. Taking ID 71, I shortly came to the downhill road to the bottom of the Snake River canyon. A scenic road heads north and downstream, along a couple dams and reservoirs.

The scenery gets better as you head along. I spotted a couple mountain goats, and made several stops for the pictures. The canyon gets narrower and steeper, and I began to start liking this. I came to the end of the road at a closed contact center, and marveled at the Gorge. With no time now to go on the trail that runs further, maybe I'll come back, someday, and hike this incredibly rugged, wild part of this gorge.

I went back to the junction with Oregon Highway 86, and changed my clocks. Back to Pacific Time, I found that my cameras had reset themselves somehow. This may have happened once or twice before.

The road west follows the Powder River, where a highway point of interest shows the slide that blocks the river.

Soon, after a distant vista, I came to Baker City, OR, and Interstate 84, again. I stopped for pictures of the Geiser Hotel again, then took OR 7 west to U.S. 26.

I thought that I had plenty of time to get to Bend, OR, where I'd hike Pilot Butte (4,138') for my 4X. Nope. I shot a few pictures of Picture Gorge near the John Day Fossil Beds National Monument, which I had thought I'd visit. I had to move right along. Receiving some slight drizzle, I stopped at a nice, official, overlook of Prineville, Oregon. No snowy peaks or rainbows, but I decided to skip Pilot Butte in Bend.

I headed then for Smith Rock State Park, where I hoped for a good sunset. The light hit the crags, and I spent time working on my own picture. The sky never lighted up well, so I shortly left as the sun went behind some clouds.

Taking U.S. 97 south, I got lost in Bend. Remembering a main street that my motel was located on, I came to a traffic circle, and motored ahead in the dark through new development. This town has really grown! I envied the people that can live here, and despite the late hour, witnessed the various upscale neighborhoods and facilities.

Finally finding my motel, I checked in, and then went out for late night food. I usually had no morning breakfasts except for diet soda, then a sandwich or snack in the midday. I kept dinners light, and will probably lose some weight on this short trip. That halts some carbon emissions, there, due to savings of the fuel spent to produce and deliver food.

Wednesday, I awoke later, and had my morning caffeinated drink. It was north, then, through Sisters, OR, and I had a highway view of the Three Sisters. I was told that the South Sister could be climbed without ropes, and no crevasses to avoid. Someday, maybe.

Motoring west on U.S. 20, I went over Santiam Pass. Snow covered the Cascades, here, and clouds obscured any peaks. The ranger station attendant said this was the wettest year for the last 40 years, but I thought that probably wasn't true. I'd like to come back here and utilize the Sno-Park areas for some short ski tours.

Some waterfall hikes couldn't be accessed due to the snow. The tall trees of this forest impressed me as usual, and I turned left on OR 126 to Eugene, OR.

I had to get back to California this night. I rushed along and came to the Oregon Coast near Florence, OR. It was cloudy with a 20% chance of rain. I passed through Coos Bay, OR, without a stop, and found the road to Allegany, the way to the waterfalls hike I planned for some time to do.

The road into the Golden and Silver Falls State Park was narrow and somewhat hazardous. The road edge drops off with no shoulder, and a bad drift over the edge would be terrible. The trees get nice, though, and I shot many photos of the temperate rain forest. The last four miles get potholed and rough, but I persevered and made it to the trailhead.

There is only a very short hike to each of the falls, which ran nicely. Managing some movie clips (12.4 MB, 0:40), I didn't take too long, with a long way to go tonight. I used all of my cameras to get some nice photos, then motored back to U.S. 101.

The sun poked out, and I enjoyed many more photo stops of the ocean vista, and the rugged coastline. I thought of having a nice seafood dinner, but I didn't know where was good, and also didn't want to get to my motel too late. I filled up with gas at 3.799 in Brookings, OR, and then crossed into California. I watched the sunset at a Crescent City coastal access point, then motored into the night along winding highway with thick ancient forests.

My last day, Thursday, I left Eureka, CA, and enjoyed the views ahead on the Redwood Highway. I took Highway 1 south at Leggett, CA, and motored tediously on winding mountain road, with no views of note. Finally coming to the California Coast, I began my first stops for pictures. I don't ever recall being on this part of the coast, so I made sure to get photographs. I hiked a bit at the no fee Mackerricher State Park, with sealife in tide pools and crashing waves.

Into Fort Bragg, CA, for drink and food, I looked at my maps. I had already seen the coast south of here, and had no big desire to revisit Mendocino, Santa Rosa, or Petaluma, CA. So, I took CA 20 to Willits, and U.S. 101. I'd be home early tonight.

Taking CA 20 east, past Clear Lake, CA, I then came to Interstate 5 at Williams, and arrived home by about 7 p.m.

Driving over 2,200 miles, I hiked only a few miles, mostly on short trails and towns, with very slight gain. Most of that was had at Cape Sebastian Viewpoint in Oregon. I used some three 1 GB memory cards with my main camera, with then about 2,110 total digital images and movie clips. I used most of a 36-exp. roll of Kodachrome as film back-up, with then three Nikons used.

Charging $191 for lodging, I spent $335 in cash, with a clothing purchase at $32. That makes then about $558, total. No souvenirs, postcards, books, memorabilia, or anything of that sort.

Wearing up to three layers, I wore long pants although I had seen some tourists in shorts. Comfortable with a T shirt in my car at times, I kept to one pair of light boots, and never used my spare clothes. My duckbill logo cap covered my raggedy long hair, and I used two pairs of gloves for driving. I found a tick in my car, and there were hungry mosquitoes, in places. I noted deer, squirrels, many birds, and the two mountain goats.

The weather had been fine, except for the photography. I had mostly white skies. I never got any rain while walking or hiking, and enough sun came out at the right times, luckily for me. Glad to have no accidents or serious car problems, I am always worried about loss, or theft of my gear, but that has been, in hindsight, a paranoid notion.

Using both heating and a/c for my car, it began to show its age, with my dashboard lights going out, and a sensor showing a problem with my airbag, both glitches clearing out after a restart of my car. I feared for my headlights going out, once, and kept looking at my tires and gauges.

Using 55 gallons of gas, that all cost about $200. My mpg had gone up a slight bit from previous road trips, and I began to wonder why we all aren't going to hydrogen fuel, by now. The technology has been around for some time, but, I'd guess, who would invest in costly solar or wind powered fueling stations when no one drives such a vehicle, yet? Here's the start of a Google search ("solar wind powered hydrogen fueling stations") to find more information on this, at your own risk, of course, here.

I will need to drive another 2,000 miles in three more weeks to make good use of my car, so I'm looking at Washington State. With no partners, trips to the local Sierra seem to be out. I wish to see new things, anyway, and keep myself pleased. Financing is less of a concern. Soon, summer will come, and it'll be smarter to escape the heat. I climbed no peaks on this particular May 2008 road trip, and will want to make up for that.