Last night we stayed at the first Forest Service campsite. It was established in 1915 at Eagle Creek and predates the Historic Highway 30. 
After breakfast we were riding out of camp and just before Cascade Locks we met a cyclist from Australia who has been cycling in the US for the last 4 months. His name was Ian and he had a flat. He also had had his repair kit stolen and had no way to fix it, so we stopped and repaired his tire for him. He said he was on his way to Alaska. When we got to Hood River for lunch we bought a replacement tube in case we had a flat ourselves. We saw several other cyclists today traveling west, they all waved. It’s comforting knowing there is a community out there on the road.
The last couple of days have had some of the most beautiful scenery we have ever seen. We made it to Deschutes Park and met a young camping family, our neighbors. We talked and they shared a beer with us. Another great day, covered 65 miles thanks to the tail wind.