Follow BrooklynHilary's adventures as she travels up the the Pacific Coast in her 2009 Ford Fiesta and discover her special selection for a unique place to stay.

I woke up at 5:30am with the intention of driving all the way from San Francisco to Portland. I took a shower, checked what was going on online, and was on the road by 6:30am. There was lots of traffic, but luckily it was all going the opposite direction! I moved right along. It was a rainy start, but the weather improved quickly. When I hit the toll on I-80, I remembered the first tollbooth I'd ever driven through. I'm a new driver, remember, so that was in May! I was in Oklahoma and had no idea that a toll was coming until I hit it. $3.50 and I had no cash on me. I learned two things: I should always have some cash and I can pay a toll with a check!

I went from I-80 to I-505 to I-5. The scenery began to change--the mountains and trees and lakes were breathtaking and I was wishing I could hop out of my car every five minutes to take photographs. I pulled off at Mt. Shasta--only 8 miles to go until my odometer would read 10,000. I wandered down a sleepy road for a few miles and then turned around. I looked in my rear view mirror and had to turn around again! What I assumed was a deer at first glance was actually a female moose. She wasn't moving very quickly, but still I was unable to grab my camera before she disappeared across some railroad tracks and into some trees. It was the first time I ever saw a moose!

And things got even better! I got a phone call from Rich, the editor of Automotive Traveler saying that if I was up for it, arrangements could be made for me to stay overnight at the Out'n'About Treehouse Resort in Cave Junction, Oregon. Sleep in a treehouse? Heck, yeah! Sign me up! I had to check in by 5 PM, which meant I had time to take my 10,000 miles photos, stop for gas, and maybe get lost once (man, do I need a GPS). Which reminded me--I still needed to drive four more miles. I headed back towards town, slowly, watching the odometer. And then, there it was. Snow-covered Mt. Shasta in front of me and 10,000 miles on my 6-week old Ford Fiesta. I remembered something my mom would occasionally do when her car took care of her. I patted the dashboard and exclaimed "Good car!"

I made it to the Treehouse with twenty minutes to spare! Check back later for more on my stay at the Out'n'About Treehouse Resort.

Be sure to check out the high-resolution images from Hilary's Ford Fiesta Movement adventures in her Automotive Traveler image gallery "Agent #41."