I5 Day from Hell

How was I to know, innocently headed off to the FCCO in Portland with a Sweet Home boy in the back, that way up ahead of me, a semi truck was loaded down in dog food, and would not make the Terwilliger turns.

I didn't even know that as traffic slowed before the rest area south of Wilsonville.  To stop and go.  The nightmare had begun.

I was two hours in that back up.  I finally took an off ramp at Barbur, then endured an hour in that, mostly stopped.  Not so easy with a manual transmission.  All I could think about was my clutch and how bad this stop and go on hills was on it.

I was in stress mode when I finally got to the clinic.  That's when I got told there was a dog food truck wreck on the turns.  Too bad it wasn't cat food.  I'd be out there scrounging it off the highway.

I stopped at the rest area south bound outside Wilsonville and took a half hour nap before driving on home.   It would not be that long before I had to turn around and go back up, but only part way.  Karen brought the boy back down to Woodburn and we met in a parking lot.   She handed off him to me and I handed off Felix, the little boy from Cascadia I had taken in, to her.  She's taking him to OHS tomorrow.


So long Felix.

Mr. Stinky, who was fixed yesterday, is now back home