At 5,575 feet (yes, that IS nearly 300 feet over a mile, for those who are counting) today’s ride included the highest pass to date.
They left in a light rain, which became a driving rain on the ascent. (More statistics include a 6% downhill grade for six miles, that would have been welcome, but for the driving, windy, bone-chilling cold rain that it eventually became on the descent.)
So that’s pretty much the story of the day. But, truth be told, it wasn’t all work. The report is that the Columbia River was not only a major inspirational landmark to cross, but quite stunning and beautiful at the same time.
Tonight’s rooms are being provided by Benny’s Colville Inn. Pam has demonstrated her sweet-talking ways by managing to secure a room for $5 per cyclist! Meanwhile, Colville Methodist Church is serving up three (probably the equivalent of six) well-earned meals.
But hey, at least the riders are finished with passes for a while.
2 comments:
What memories you bring back to us! I'm sorry you're having such difficult weather -- hopefully that will change soon -- keep up the great blogging -- we love being there with you
Judy and Stan
Yes, the downhill was so cold it led me to "gee, this has been my dream for so many years to ride my bicycle coast to coast across the continent. I need to question my sanity, Hell is supposed to be hot."
Barbara Torres
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