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.

Friday I beat heat finally back up into mtns @ 4000′ with about 20 degrees cooler.

It was suggested that I rest my leg on Sat instead of bike riding especially w/ Les. (she didn’t say that). heeding her advice i drove up bumpy 6 miles of stutter bumps to TH for Lookout Mtn trail @ High Prairie. Wore my new Sportiva approach shoes, ones that Shortt’s in HR says the PCT hikers buy for their last 500 miles which takes them well into Canada. i wore out the previous pair and plan was to replace them while in OR to save sales tax. Plan succeeded. Also I used my ski poles as helpers. The walking forced new muscle activity on hip. I did sleep better Sat night. Just a partial foundation of lookout ground house remain.  A man was there as i arrived. he is an alternative HS teacher teaching resource economics. We chatted about an hour on economic issues and his kids while I sunburned on purpose my bald head. I bid adieu and hiked back to TH.

The shoes felt good and the hip was used. Ride on Sunday will tell healing.

I discovered a small piece of road that dropped onto Surveyor’s Ridge trail near intersection of roads 44 & 17. My reason for camping here is that it was directly on trail and I hoped that I could chat w/ riders as they went by. First rider was training for Fools Gold back in Dahlonega, GA. He is from there. I chatted about Jon @ Wheelworks and my quest for ‘shine. Kid says every christmas he gets a mason jar of the good stuff in his stocking. Do well Bob and say Hi to Jon.

Next rider stops, Michael, and conversation ensues. he asks if I have extra h2o and I tell him yes but I have been drinking unfiltered h2o from a chosen stream. He declined. He told me Stienar Smith in Albuquerque sold him his bike. I met Steinar when i was there. Good chat. He is an engineer @ Tri-Cities @ Hanford. He took pictures of me w/ van and with stickers Steinar sent to me.

A woman stopped and Michael set me up for her. She winters in FL and summers here. We both shared Santos. She told me I should have driven to next 100 miles to Alaphalia.

And that was the end.

Peaceful night. No mosqs up here, just a few horse flies and biting black flies that don’t bite too often, just irritating landing on me.

Sunday I added another monster climb and steep downhill ride up to, along and then down from Gunsight ridge. Killer road climb w/ grades up to 18% on gravel. Ridge was 5.2 miles of challenging ST. The 2.5 miles down dropped steeper than an enjoyable ride would have been. Too bad to loose vert so quickly. Gradients of 6 to 10% are enjoyable, like skiing powder and making turns vs figure 11s.

I misplaced my heart rate monitor strap, I don’t remember when I last touched it. I believe it was at Thursday nights camp site. I searched where I parked and no strap. Bummer. First thing I lost on this trip. I need to replace it as it’s data keeps me from blowing up my heart. My theoretical max HR is 144. And I have experienced 152 beats. At 40 max was 153. 20 years older means fewer beats. My heart just keeps beating pounding in my chest.

Tomorrow I will drive back into HR and hope to schedule a ride w/ Dave & Jimmy. And to check out Post Canyon for Chris.

I have warranty replacement Specialized Mtn Comp shoes in brown this time. The body glove geometry corrects the knee bend to a more up & down movement eliminating the knee flexing in & out. However, the shoes have wearability issues. This time it was the fabric tearing @ the toe that caused the replacement.

Spotty internet access up here.

Les, I apologize for Verizon’s voice mail delivery. I heard your Friday night message this evening. May you have enjoyed your bike ride.

Heat wave scorches the NW: Seattle set all time record of 103 yesterday. Hood river has been in the 100s but I sought heat relief up in mtns on shoulder of MT Hood @ 4000′ where temps were in the 80s. Came into town today for resupply and another massage.

Some catch up:

Since arriving in Hood river I have 5 rides under my tires for 97 miles and 15,800′ vert. Say it is hilly is so. All the rides have been up off FS rd 44. Tuesday I rode High Prairie. Wed it was 8 Mile creek & Knebal Springs, and yesterday was the tongue dropper of 15 mile creek.

Tuesday I rode out of my camp site to join High Prairie. The map & on the ground did not agree. To prove it out I rode out the road searching for an errant trail. No dice, trail had to be  the one I passed that I couldn’t figure for the map. As I pedaled up to that trail a man & 2 women where there trying to figure the ir map out. i convinced them this was the trail to take. And they believed me and off we pedaled. Shortly the trail turned to freshly cut and the old trail was abandoned, thankfully as it climbed steeply. the folks are from Whistler and were on a mtn biking vaca in the area. Derek & I kabutzed as we pedaled. His wife is an air line flight attendant and flies the 777 Vancouver to Sidney. She likes the plane. The trail was the correct one. Nicely designed trail sections and it is being ridden in. More about this later from Friday. Good hump pedal to top and then a traverse and then a nice downhill to TH. I bid the frogs good bye and pedaled back to my camp.

I was camped in a man made clearing up against the late afternoon shade trees, shade after 4:00 otherwise exposed and cooked. I rolled out awning and hid in the shade it offered. Low humidity and heat seems to affect me more than like conditions in the desert. My solar shower was scalding.

Wed i drove to Th of 8 mile creek combined w/ Kniebal Springs to make a nice loop. I rode here back in maybe ’91 and I just rode Knebal. Hey, the downhill along 8 mile was sweet: buff tread, shallow gradient, bermed turns. Just carve the turns w/ all kinds of fun body English. Then the uphill climb up to lookout and then the drop to Knebal and then the climb out, and then the cold beer and shower. But i am ahead of myself. Climbing out of Knebal the trail tracked around the edge of an old clear cut. I remember it from’91:” amazing how little reseeding and regrowth occured. Let it be known that we have been cutting faster than nature can produce the resupply. Today I parked in the shade @ the TH which kept the van cooler.

I picked a shaded spot for camp that night higher up. Thurs is to be the killer of 15 mile creek, my camp is on the climb up, on the road. Shaded cooler camp. The solar shower sprung a leak @ the outlet, the shower tonight was w/ the Coleman hot water on demand electric pump. The h2o warmed to air temp and even w/ the temp set on cool I was treated to too hot h2o. I have been drinking untreated stream h2o for several days now. I marked in my calendar the days and I am traking my digestive issues. To date noen and the h2o is sweet.

Thurs I headed out for 15 mile from camp by riding the road aways until the trail intersected and then I was off to the work. Nice trails. Found 15 mile camp and drop into creek which was really a descending ridge shoulder and then the creek crossing. Nice deep forest trails like Oakridge and Umpqua. Last part of downhil turned steep and loose rock to harsh the buzz. Almost a 3000′ drop and the climb out awaited the hotter part of the day. i found a bat carcass on the trail which was being consumed by insect larvas and yellow jackets. I thought about bagging the stinky body for to put it in a beattle box outside the van and let the critters strip the flesh from the bones and and the skeleton to my collection. It stunk too much and I had a hard ride ahead of me. A bit further the crashing of broken dead branches caught my attention. I looked in the sound direction and saw the back end of a black bear making tracks away from me. Another black bear story, 3 so far this year. Long pedal and a bit of tired walking to trail high point and then another downhill being spit out on the pavement and then the short road ride back to camp. Today i exchanged 1 word greeting w/ a FS employee and that was the extent of human interaction. Gruesome.

Friday is a rest day to drive back down to HR and the heat and goodness. I picked up my warranty replacement Specialized mtn comp shoes, brown this time, but new. Laundry at another laundromat and this one is run down also. Grocery shop @ Rosauers,  Spokane headquartered.

While in the parking lot a loaded SUV pulls up behind me and a guy gets out and greets me. he is Dave Waag editor of Off Piste backcountry ski mag. Friend Larry & Theresa gave me a subscription several years ago. Last year the mag sent me a renewal notice. i answerd back that I would be doing this adventure. dave saw the van and coneected it to me. He wanted to do a ride but his family is off for a family weekend. dave said that Theresa’s back is doing well.

Later that afternoon Dave left a voice mail about a mtn bike ride and Jimmy’s name and number. I called Jimmy. He said he had seen my van parked up off road 44. He is the one building the new High prairie trail. I complemented him on its design. He appreciated my comments and they are deserved. I might stay for park of next week to ride w/ Jimmy and Dave who are buds.

Jimmy’s trail design is for the mtn bikes as it climbs at a less than 13% grade and enjoys the ride. To me the most startling difference between a hiker trail and a mtn biker trail is that a hike trail usually goes the shortest make sense distance between 2 points. A mtn bike trail is about the ride and distance traveld between the hiker 2 points is of greater distance. I know if I am hiking I want to hike a hiker trail to get to someplace than enjoying the long way around. But i am biking and enjoying riding the other guy’s trails.

Another massage to loosen my right hip which is close to as hard as this oak table I am working off of. Soft tissue belly of the muscle, ouch but increased range of motion. Jennifer suggested finding something else to do tomorrow.

Finished Kerouac’s On the Road. Product of late 40s and introduced readers and the nation to the beat generation. Get your kicks, dig the horn man blowing. He was sort of like Mc Candless (?) from Into the Wild as they both were dead poor, one by life and the other by choice. Bit of intense writing. Per a guest on  The Bob Edwards radio show this book,  Uncle Tom’s Cabin, and Huckleberry Finn are the 3 best books of American fiction. Now to reread Huck.

Still hot parked in shade of big leaf maple out in front of a house for sale. From the outside the siding has holes, moss on the shingles, with a run down appearance. Asking price w/ .11 acre is $204,000. Too much.

Called Zysk @ work. Enjoyed our history and characters. I have known Tom for 19 years and worked w/ him. As w/ Les maintaining connection to our pasts is important to me.

OK. Leaving the heat for the cool quiet mtns out of internet and cell, and to find a non riding activity tomorrow, maybe.

Mark, thanks for the stats function which I will learn about.