The Move: Day 4 – Baker City
7:01 PT – Baker City, OR
I'm not sure that this hotel is the best western Best Western, but it provided a good stop for the night. I drove about 980 miles yesterday, just 20 miles short of my unspoken goal of 1,000. I could have made it. No really, I could have. But my priorities changed as I drove among the giant silhouettes of Oregonian mountains and valleys, the moon glistening off rivers to the side of the road. I thought it might be a crime to drive through such beautiful country at night, so I forfeited the title that would have been bestowed me for driving 1,000 miles. It's for the best on many levels. Considering that I would have bestowed myself with the title, which screams bias to the rest of the world.
My friend Google Maps tells me that I'm just under six hours from the Emerald City. Another long day awaits me, but the end of this day will be sweet.