Three days of riding. 73 + 55 + 56= 187 miles in three days. Okey dokey... I wish I could send you pictures but I only brought my phone to take pictures and guess what, getting it charged out here in the wild East side of Oregon is not easy. Today we are in Diamond, Oregon. Day 3 of riding.. relatively flat-- well, two 5% grade hills of 2 miles each from the flat basin to a flat highland rise.
Cycle Oregon... a city on wheels descends on these small towns throughout Oregon. Onestunning feature is the suppor for riders. Five sag wagons pick up the stragglers and road weary. On Tuesday after Monday when I rode the farthest I have ever ridden, 73 miles, we faced a mountain out of John Day with 5 miles of grade and the last 4 were 7%. After walking 3.5 miles up a 7% grade with my new found friend, Jeannie, and riding 5 more hours. We looked at another 5 % grade and flagged down the sag to take us to the top of the next hill. I thought the sag took you all the way back to camp, end of the story for the day. No, up to three times you can use the sag for just what we did for those seemingly impossible hills. Day 2 done, 55 miles!
How do I feel? super! My lips are chapped. My air mattress got a puncture wound in the alfalfa field we slept in last night. I think I may have it patched with a patch for an air mattress, glue from my bicycle tire repair kit and duct (or is it duck?) tape. I have a bicycle girl tan with white sleeves and no tan 4" above my knees.
More later.
There is a bicycle rodeo tonite I don't want to miss..
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