Savannah is a friend of Jenna's and
today is her birthday. Jenna put
together a small present and asked me to drive her out to Savannah's house. Normally I would just call first, but I
figured even if she was not as home, Jenna would still want to leave the
gift.
Jenna LOVES the area where Savannah
lives as there is a LOT of yard. Trees
to explore, a gazebo, trampoline, tons of shade - it is located on the
outskirts of town. Driving there is not
that big of a deal as far as time. And
the main roads are not a big deal either - but the final leg is VERY narrow and
has a "one-car-only" width bridge that doesn't appear to be much more
than a ramp. And I don't enjoy driving
that tight.
I have lucked out with not having encountered
any traffic coming the other direction.
Of course today was only my third time out there. The first time was in the rain - just me and
Savannah. The second time it was Roland
who was driving - and there was a "traffic" issue. We were headed out and grandpa was headed in
when we met. Roland wasn't sure what to
do. "Grandpa" ended up backing up for us until we could actually fit
around him.
I hadn't noticed all the "No Trespassing"
signs until this afternoon. Tons of
them. I wouldn't call it a driveway - a
community dirt road, perhaps. I don't
know how many houses branch out at the end.
I think I pass three houses before I get to Savannah's - and there are at
least two more in another direction. I
wouldn't even attempt to do that drive in the dark.
I think I'd rather drive to
Savannah's - even across the ramp and the skinny one car lane than to drive to
one of the leader's in young woman. Her
house is gorgeous, and the neighborhood looks nice, but it is all up hill and
skinny and would be quite the drop at night.
Roland had driven there the first time, but I had to do it by myself the
last time. Didn't enjoy that drive at
all.
And then there's the drive to DelEv
Blueberry - where the drive just feels so long and I always wonder, "Did I
pass it?" and drivers tend to want to drive faster than necessary and
there isn't a whole wide selection of pullovers to let the fast drivers
pass. Even less spots to actually turn
around. I'm not near as adventurous in
Oregon as I was in Salt Lake.
In Salt lake I could drive somewhere
and have options of streets or lots to turn around or explore. I have learned that in Oregon, even the
well-known streets that are labeled are not necessarily driver friendly - at
least to a city girl like me. But I know
people who grew up here who don't think twice about it. Driving these roads is normal to them.
The roads may feel empty and give a
"ghost-town" feel at times.
But you know what? I would rather
have that emptiness than to deal with traffic and too many reckless drivers on
the road. It gives me a sense of
freedom.
