Lost track of last posting.
Yesterday, Tuesday I sucked it up and rerode !5 mile creek w/ it’s 3300′ vert climb out, sort of like MT Coeur d”alene 257 227 hole. Why ride something down that is so beguiling to be faced w/ terror of climb out? Like eating something that is spiced hot w/ an added sweet, the sweet takes so good but you have to suffer thru the pain of the heat.
On my way finishing up my ride at a trail junction I was seeking out a creek source for h2o when 2 riders arrived and they called me by name. How… what, how do i know you? Turns out I rode 1 day on the NUT. 3 of them are here visiting Lee. Somehow they all have connections w/ Lee thru a place in Mexico. We rode down to Bottle Prairie where I needed to go. Lee had his VW down lower and he offered me a ride back up to ,y camp and to his house to enjoy dinner w/ all these guys. I accepted both the ride and the dinner. I got to ride 8 mile creek again that just flows downhill: smooth tread and bermed corners for high speed sweet speed. I am getting pretty fast. Made a sporty chase of these young guys except for Lee who was speaking of his age problems @ 53 until he learned of my age.
So Andrew made his award winning chili. Ryan shared a special Gin that was sipping special. He topped it off w/ Absinthe. i had a good buzz at bedtime.
Today Andrew, a non local local rider laid out a killer route requiring a shuttle up to Surveyors ridge. We rode High Prairie up & down as a loop, down to Bottle Prairie down to almost Knebal springs, hit Surveyors, and then down Dog river. 3 hours of hard riding. What a fun ride day. We cooled off w/ the spawning salmon move in knee deep very cold river.
And then into town for dinner before Andrew, Eddy, & Ryan headed back to Portland.
Driving back from the grocery store but what to hallucinating eyes did I spy but a painted school bus named ” FURTHER”. I checked it out. A guy approaches me and says let me take your picture in front. I have one. The man is Ken Keysey’s son and the bus is a replica of FURTHER from electric coolaid acid test from the late 60s, where I came from. Wow.
So, 2 days of heard riding up high in the mtns. Tomorrow my heart rate monitor and mail should be here permitting me to leave if I want. Lee is friends w/ John Harlin and I might have a chance to ride w/ him if I stay longer.
Hood has and continues to be fun.
Back up to Lee’s for the night. He is a retired oby/gyn doc.
Having accomplished my goal of riding in all 48 states I lack the impetus to continue long driving traveling. Now I am just a mtn biker living on the road riding my bike. I need to create another goal or purpose of this life.
Lee has a friendly white cat that I got big time kitty fix last night. He even hopped in bed w/ me for a short nap.
Temperature has broken in the gorge and it is windy.
Slow internet speed here in town.