It was upon leaving California that my mind went blank except to consider that I might make it from San Francisco to Seattle in the space of one day.
I did not make it. Pulling into Salem after nine hours in the car, sleep and roadside motels summoned me sooner than I’d hoped. And so I spent a night in Oregon.
There is not much to say about this day of driving, except that somewhere around Northern California and Southern Oregon is the yet unrealized State of Jefferson. The residents in this area of the country have tried to form their own state time and again, most notably during the years immediately prior to World War II, which halted efforts to form this new state as attention naturally went to the war.
In recent years, including 2015, movements have taken place to make the State of Jefferson official, and I think that would be a nice thing to do, as the area is terribly beautiful in a way that looks nothing like the rest of California or Oregon. I would like to revisit and spend more time driving its roads and hiking its trails and living simply as is so difficult to do in Southern California.
Take a look:
Learn more about the State of Jefferson here.