We love the Beaver State so much, we chose it as the birthplace of our second son.
US 101 hugs the coast, a craggy, fog-laden shore full of small towns and state parks, from rugged, hip Astoria, Oregon on the Columbia River to the Redwoods in the south. The Cascades cut their way through the middle of the state, draped in lush foliage and snow-capped peaks from Mount Hood to Crater Lake National Park. Eastern Oregon is high desert, where bustling Bend serves as the gateway to an arid diversity seen nowhere else in the state.
Oregon is amazing.
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