Friday, August 15, 2008
Slow and Steady...Well Almost
It probably won’t win you the race, but hey it’ll get you there. Now that the elevation just gets higher and higher Its become a hard road for Zane and me. We’ve made it over the highest peak we will have to go over, but there are still quite a few high mountains on the road. We frequently have to push our bikes and trailers up the hills.Last night while we slowly made our way up a mountain, we received some help when a rather crazy (or maybe just not sober) old man offered to let us hold on for dear life and tow us up the mountain. It was totally unsafe but waaay fun and he only almost made me crash a few times (worth it for the memories right?).We just got to Ely and are waiting the day out so we can ride again. Guess what, we get to climb another mountain right on the edge of town, fun eh?
Borderline
Written Aug 13
After one of the hardest and longest stretches of road on this whole trip, we’ve finally hit Nevada. Not to surprisingly we fond slot machines not 15ft over the border. We spent the day at the border inn, a place full of crazy adventures like ourselves. We even ran into a another cyclist headed to San Fransisco. He came from Boston so yeah, he had a few miles on us. It was cool to meet various bikers and campers at the inn and on the road, we’ve even been invited to dinner….well once we hit Sacramento anyway.
After one of the hardest and longest stretches of road on this whole trip, we’ve finally hit Nevada. Not to surprisingly we fond slot machines not 15ft over the border. We spent the day at the border inn, a place full of crazy adventures like ourselves. We even ran into a another cyclist headed to San Fransisco. He came from Boston so yeah, he had a few miles on us. It was cool to meet various bikers and campers at the inn and on the road, we’ve even been invited to dinner….well once we hit Sacramento anyway.
The Windswept Precipice of Brightness
Written: Aug 11
There are some things in life you just have to do…when you’ve just ridden 60 miles into the night and you find a large soft field of grass with no nearby houses you have to sleep on it, it’s a must. So, when you wake up and find out you’ve just slept on a golf course…what can you do?
The golf course was located on the edge of delta, a great little town right about on the edge of the desert.
We hit up an amazing pizza place and wow it was nice to feel full again. We stayed in town all day, until we could get Zane’s trailer welded (it was also damaged in the accident) Thanks again lance.
I realized I had truly lost my mind when I was faced with an endless road. As we rode into the sunset I felt like we had ridden into a western. We only made 40 miles, we fell asleep too early in the night. The sooner we can fix that the better. We’ve become trapped in the daylight and just have to wait the day out. The hours can be relentless but, at least I have my own western novel to help me pass the time. I was finally able the see the my stars last night and yes, they were worth every mile.
There are some things in life you just have to do…when you’ve just ridden 60 miles into the night and you find a large soft field of grass with no nearby houses you have to sleep on it, it’s a must. So, when you wake up and find out you’ve just slept on a golf course…what can you do?
The golf course was located on the edge of delta, a great little town right about on the edge of the desert.
We hit up an amazing pizza place and wow it was nice to feel full again. We stayed in town all day, until we could get Zane’s trailer welded (it was also damaged in the accident) Thanks again lance.
I realized I had truly lost my mind when I was faced with an endless road. As we rode into the sunset I felt like we had ridden into a western. We only made 40 miles, we fell asleep too early in the night. The sooner we can fix that the better. We’ve become trapped in the daylight and just have to wait the day out. The hours can be relentless but, at least I have my own western novel to help me pass the time. I was finally able the see the my stars last night and yes, they were worth every mile.
Eureka!
written aug 10
We passed through Eureka Utah a few days ago. It was the smallest independent town I think I have ever been to. The townsfolk seemed helpful, but Zane and I were in a bad mood from the 9 mile ride up the mountain behind us. We received some water from a friendly young man name named Zane(oddly enough) and rode on down the hill.
We passed through Eureka Utah a few days ago. It was the smallest independent town I think I have ever been to. The townsfolk seemed helpful, but Zane and I were in a bad mood from the 9 mile ride up the mountain behind us. We received some water from a friendly young man name named Zane(oddly enough) and rode on down the hill.
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