I have been waking up on the bike a good bit again, somewhere in Oregon after really hammering the bike through the PCH I was woken by a police siren.

The police officer was really cool about the fact that I was majorly speeding while asleep on the machine and gave me suggestions on a place to take a nap.

I messed up his directions and went to the one place he told me not to go, which was a rest stop that they had been called to a couple of times that day for homeless people fighting.

While rolling in for my nap I offered to change the tire for a lady who was struggling with a flat, she work me from my slumber after AAA quoted her an outragous price and I could not have been happier to change it for her.

A cop had just saved my life AND not given me a ticket, seemed like a good deal to change it.

Rolling into Portland I had a bit of a look around, and caught up for a little bit with Ryan was out for a conference.