Maybe because March 16th is my wife's birthday and I was subconsciously inspired. More likely it was a matter of set and setting. I set out to take a ride, with the eventual aim of finding a location where I had happened upon a few months earlier. I eventually found it, but not before stopping at a high creek and reaching a dead end. After rediscovering what I was looking for, I continued on, ending, appropriately enough, at a roadside memorial on the banks of the Abiqua Creek.
