Epic Epilogue

We stopped for one final post in Oakridge, coming to you from the Trailhead Cafe (which is rad.... and has awesome things posted by the cash register:)

The home stretch of our journey showed us, once again, the magical powers that these tutus have.

Elk Lake was the first site of this magic...

Quite a magical night, y'all.  Thanks for hosting, Marty!

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This morning, Courtney, Hannah, and Mieka swam across Elk Lake, shepherded with a support rowboat.  It was frickin' awesome and frickin' cold!  Cold chillin'!

The ladies of the cabin!

Then, we stopped in Oakridge to fulfill our final costume request: Anything with bikes. We love you, Courtney!

Heather's friend has a wonderful bike shop called Willamette Mountain Mercantile. It seemed like a promising locale. The mechanic on duty let us pose with some of the merchandise...

 ...before posing himself....
in a tutu ....
with a unicycle!!!

How rad! The talented tutu unicyler was named Eugene (he was another example of an incredibly stoked and friendly person who added to our journey) - a fitting name for the last new friend made on the way home.

So now, we hop in our trusty steed Bernadette...

(Bug death count for the trip: 47,186,342)

And ride off into the sunset.

Thanks for coming along on our adventure!

Love,
The Tutus