Originally Posted by indyfabz

A nice feature of Cycle Oregon is that locals would come out to act as “sherpas.” Usually, they wee high school kids. They would transport your bags from the trucks to wherever you were permitted to camp. The expectation was that you’d tip them a buck or two for each bag. The money was used for things like volleyball team uniforms and class trips.

The first evening of my first CO a rather stout, young girl asked me if she could help me find my bag. Once we did she prepared to pick it up. I suggested that she let me her because it was heavy. She picked it up by the straps and said “This is nothing compared to the bales of hay I’m used lifting.” (We were camping on a cattle ranch.) I felt incredibly humbled,