Ok, I have to add this to the collection of amusing LEO stories. Last night after driving around 900 miles from Port Angeles to Coos Bay then across Oregon to Grant's Pass, I was ready to check in to any motel and get some sleep. We struck out at several along the main drag and I pulled back on the road to head down to Medford, hoping for a vacancy somewhere, at 1130 PM no less. Well I drove about ( in my car ) 5 blocks the Wrong Way on a One Way Street, which was easy to do as no cars were coming and there were no signs indicating I was traveling in great peril...., until I saw Three Oregon State Trooper Cars suddenly appear directly in front of me, lights ablaze. Ohoh. I dove into the first driveway, into a gas station on the corner and was immediately surrounded by the aforementioned troopers. They asked me why I was driving like that. "oops, I didn't know it was a one way street, there are no streetlights, sign or anything to show I was traveiling the wrong way" Trooper asks" Anything to drink tonight?" Me: "Nope" ( not for 15 years anyway) Trooper asks for my license etc, checks my terrorist status and advises me that Medford may have some vacancies. The problem in Grant's Pass was a large group of "rowdy bikers" have taken all the available rooms and so it might be better elsewhere. " Thank you so much officer!" " And watch out for those bikers!" :) No rooms in Medford either , by the way, so Diana took the wheel and drove us all the way to Yreka where we found a nice motel for 39.95. Caught as nice rainbow in the Upper Sacramento this AM then drove the last leg in to SF, where I got the beem otta the garage and took a well deserved ride up to Mt Tam to watch the sunset.
