I got a late start Thursday leaving Portland, heading for California to catch my flight out of San Francisco (visiting mom in Ukiah on the way down). I gave my buddy Erik a call to see where he was, since I knew he'd just started his job as a trucker a few days earlier and so could be anywhere in the 11 Western states driving his truck. Turned out he was on I-5 heading north, and was planning to spend the night near Roseburg. So he invited me to crash for the night on one of the bunks in the cab of his truck.
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