I could feel Piglet's hard cold stare each morning when I walked through the garage to my pickup. I knew she was disappointed we didn't go for a ride last weekend but I was just too busy. I couldn't bear to look at her during the week but on Thursday evening I let her know we would go for a ride Friday morning. I had taken the day off work and my prior commitments were canceled. I knew Piglet was excited when I awoke and she was already in the driveway packing for the trip. I haven't been wearing my backpack due to my broken collar bone. Because of this, I find different places to carry all my necessities. The collar bone will need to be surgically repaired this fall after the riding season, of course. Before leaving town we needed to stop for gas and get some cash. By 6:00 a.m we were on the road. I decided to go up Mill Creek. Piglet had yet to get in the mountains this way and she liked the scenery. After a couple hours of riding, Piglet and I needed to decide where we were going. After a a short discussion, we both decided on Troy, OR. I looked at the GPS and figured out our route. Piglet had never been to Troy but had heard great things about the small little town. She new it was located on the Grande Rhonde River and home of some wonderful fishing, Along the way we past beautiful scenery. Signs pointing us in the right direction were plentiful. Even Piglet couldn't get lost on the way.