Well that was an interesting night for sure! I slept in the shack "out back." On my way to the shack to go to bed, I saw a large feral cat. That sprang my imagination into high speed. Hmm I wonder why it ran under the shack? Will birds and snakes crawl into my shack? Oh bother! When I finally went to sleep, I slept well. No creatures visited in the night. Monday morning. Up bright and early! Lauran gave me a gentle reminder to wake up. As she had already perked a pot of coffee, I was eager to get up and get going. We all bustled about the place packing and preparing for today's climb; almost identical to yesterday's trajectory. Today we hoped to get started an hour earlier to avoid the predicted high heat. We might make all 58 miles if we planned it right. Donning some very strange looking duck billed visors, we set off into the rising sun. What a fantastic morning. Flying up over hills and down the other side on Hells Canyon Rd. I got a great view of an Elk standin...
Early to bed, early to rise is key when trying to beat the extreme heat of the day here, which begins searing down upon us as soon as 8:30 am. With Lesli, our confident sag wagon driver, singer / song writer and chef extraordinaire, at the wheel, we took off promptly at 6:30 am from Barnes Butte Bungalow, a funky cool Airbnb house in Prineville, OR. The group decided the previous evening it would be prudent to drive the 5-ish miles to Ochoco Lake at the eastern base of Ochoco National Forest to avoid riding on the no-shoulder, heavy truck-trafficked road those first few miles. Good decision! A crescent moon nestled against a stunning bluebird sky above made for a dramatic backdrop as we began pedaling at 7 am sharp bundled up against the cool morning air. Today would be a long climbing day, which most of the riding group embraced with a twisted sense of glee. Having trained at sea level for this epic adventure, let’s just say that I’m a wee bit less enthusiastic when it comes to unrele...
People made this trip happen and people along the way contributed to the epic-ness of the adventure! These are the ones that I remember, but so many others contributed as well. I am thankful for my co-conspirator and love of my life, Pete for agreeing to this epic adventure and going the extra mile (pun intended) to plan, direct, map-out, cook, and otherwise support the entire undertaking. Thankful for: Sue and Lesli for giving up a great portion of their summer to drive, ride, cook, play cards, and otherwise support us along the way. The riders, Stephanie, Lisa, Lauran, and Sue B. for the laughter, support, companionship, cooking, laughter, perseverance, individual strengths and gifts, and did I mention laughter? Friends and family who prayed for our safety. Georgena Terry, who created the beautiful bicycle. Noah, an organic farmer at Rainshadow Organics outside of Sisters Oregon who explained his work and offered to take a group photo. The guy delivering 3 Redbulls t...
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