June 3, 2017

Wow what a day!! We left this morning at 6:00 a.m. And within several miles we began the “Cabbage Hill” climb.  We road 55 mile today and my legs feel like shredded cabbage; actually my whole body does.

The views we had today were spectacular.  For some reason I only noticed the spectacular views on the way do the hill.  Michael and I figure we climbed between 4500 to 5000 feet today.

We were on Emigrant Highway most of the day today.  In a three hour stretch we only saw three cars.  We saw that many bikers as well.  For the most part we were on the road by ourselves.  That did make the ride more enjoyable.

We stopped in a small town called Meacham for lunch.  The town has less than 100 people living in it.  We had great conversation with the locals.  They told us they had over ten feet of snow this past winter.  The food they served us was fantastic.  They also filled our water bottle with ice water.  It took a lot of water today with the temperatures in the eighties.

After climbing to over four thousand feet, we ended the day with about 15 miles of down hill, which is great, however you know you will need to climb again in the morning.  Outside our motel we can see snow covered mountains. We will be climbing tomorrow!!!  The last ten miles we needed to ride on Interstate 84 and I had another flat tire.  Sort of demoralizing at the end of a tough day
  
Over all, I think we are doing well.  Both Michael and I should sleep well tonight.  We will be in Baker City tomorrow evening.  Tomorrow will be the last day in the Pacific time zone.  We are making progress. By Monday evening we should be in Idaho.

Good to be alive!!






Michael thought I should add my visit to the barber!



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  1. UnknownJune 4, 2017 at 4:55 AM

    Sounds like it's time for Gatorskins! Have a great day!

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  2. R SchlabachJune 5, 2017 at 4:52 PM

    The less hair should help!
    I enjoy reading your blog, keep the photos coming 🚴

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