Left Grants Pass at about 9 A.M and had to climb over the Siskiyou Summit in order to get to the State line. The Summit is at an elevation of four thousand some odd feet. It was a good thing the roads were paved, as otherwise it might have proven too dangerous to attempt. It was dangerous anyhow, as one did not dare take their eyes off the road. The scenery was wonderful, putting you under the impression that if you go another 100 feet, you will go into a rocky wall. At the summit the scene was just wonderful. Then it was all down hill. At the border line, which we reached at about 1 P.M or so, the roads were gravel and it was very dangerous going down as the car would not hold the road. Of course that meant nothing in our young lives. We stopped and had lunch, bacon and eggs on the mountainside, under the shade of a few trees and after cleaning up and bathing Squidge we started again. When we reached the base, we rode along the side of one mountain and had mountains all around. It was a gorge well worth seeing and we rode about 17 miles in the gorge until we got to Yreka, California where we camped for the night. We found the camp grounds very good, everything free, including shower baths.