7th Feb.

Set off pedalling at a snail's pace of about 2 miles an hour, in a break in the falling snow.  Only the last 5 miles - took forever.  Everything concentrated on not skidding, cars few, and crawling, chains on tyres.  Pedalling past people waiting for buses, I couldn't take my eyes off the road surface and snow, but I heard, 'You rock!'.  I love that, big boost to moral!

Downtown Portland, made it, 1250 miles and 5 weeks from LA, the end of my cycling trip.

Ran myself a hot bath at the friendly motel I found - luxury!