Remember Charlie, who stopped to give me water in the desert between Bend and Riley, Oregon? I also ran into him the next night at the Meat Hook (real name of the restaurant) in Burns.
Well, I got this message in the comment section of one of my posts:
HKU - Baron would like to join you on the rest of your trip. I read your blog and recognized the location of his "last" photo - I found him on the descent after your posted picture (yeah, pathetic, but I know the highway pretty well since I've been on it more than a few times). If you give me an address I'll get him to you ASAP - I'm sure he would enjoy the rest of the trip. - Charlie
Of course, I'm stoked. I've exchanged emails with Charlie and Baron, via US Mail, will be joining me and his already waiting green argyle cousin, Cliff, in Colorado Springs. Baron missed the Rockies and all of Idaho and didn't get to hang out with the Drakes, but I'm sure he has had his share of adventures.
And how cool is Charlie?