With no fanfare, we snapped a quick shot through the front windshield of the interstate-worn GORUCK truck as we entered Oregon, our 48th state of the Summer of 2010.  Though the adventure never ends, we kicked back and soaked it all in as day beers in a café that luckily reminded us nothing of Bagdad turned into night beers across town at a locals spot that, you guessed it, came recommended.  With good reason Portland is called the beer capital of the world and thus a great spot to celebrate.