We found the bears, Charley and Rose, discussing their return to the "Golden Bear" state.
It's a beautiful area!
We made it to Mt. Shasta about 1 p.m., so we had lunch in the town plaza then tracked down a local bike shop with the help of our friend Jason. He's a member of National Ski Patrol and he and his wife Niki had invited us to stay with them when we reached Mt. Shasta.
My rear derallieur had been skipping a little, so I wanted to get it tuned a litte. The shop took care of it for me, and we headed over to Jason and Nikis for a hot shower, laundry, dinner, conversation and a soft bed.
Jason told me about the graffiti under a railroad tunnel that we had passed on the way to their house... It's not graffiti at all, but a place for remembrance and respect - a local place to honor others, in life and death.
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