And because I'd wanted to finally finish what I'd hoped to do a week ago, I succeeded in riding the WES from Beaverton to its southern end at Wilsonville, wandered around Wilsonville for about 40 minutes, and got an early dinner at Sonic. On a nice day, a day I don't think I got sunburned in (thanks, sunblock!) but I'll see about that. Time to note stuff:
It was random for me because I'm sure the pilots knew where they were going. Still, don't see 70-year-old airplanes every day. Except 70 years ago.