Finally. I know...
Surely you have been on the edge of your seats after reading this post, and then this one. Heh... or you could have just gone over to Missy's blog and read her account of our drive home from Baker City.
Was it really all that bad? No... actually I think it was worse. Basically, we spent all day in this:
We stopped at the Pendleton Woolen Mill, which was cool. I've been to Pendleton several times but never made it there. And they have air conditioning so it gave us a brief reprieve.
On the stretch between Biggs and Madras the weather started to cool slightly. Every time we passed a farm with irrigation I think both of us sat up a little straighter, and got a little more hopeful that some day we would be cool again. And then we could see the storm clouds pressing against the Cascade Mountains and knew it was almost over. That night we were treated to a nice little thunder storm and the heat broke. Thank goodness.
Next time we plan a road trip, I will keep my fingers crossed that it doesn't turn out to be the hottest frakkin' weekend of the year. If, that is, Missy ever wants to brave the road with me ever again! ;-)