I cannot recall a time driving along highway five without my senses being assaulted by scorchingly beautiful sunsets and staggering views. Coming back from Oregon a few weeks ago was no different.

If one comes across a farm on the side of the road, one must stop there and purchase fruit and other farm goods.

The skatepark in Weed feels like it was designed by some baked ass dude whose never skated, but the view is incredible.

At the intersection of heaven and hell. Of course there is a liquor store there.

Street lights flicker as the end nears.

Nothing but the road and the infinite unknown.

Sigh.
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