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Jody – Hard 24
hours!
Dave – Today we
reached the highest
point on the trip – it
was just under 2000
feet. We crossed the
coastal range. We are
coming down the coast on
Highway 1. We have
passed the 900 mile
mark. It was our
shortest day. We road 68
miles. The sun was
shining all day and I
was down to 2 layers for
the first time. We
reached our campsite at
Albion River. We got in
at the earliest time so
far.
Josh - I
had another fun day. I
loved some time with
daddy when he came into
the campsite early
tonight. We got to see
some harbor seals right
here near our campsite.
Kristi - It was a
short day for the riders
so I didn’t ride this
afternoon as they only
had 10 miles to go after
lunch. I knew I couldn’t
ride and get us
registered for the
campsite in that amount
of time. The hill this
morning was steep and
windy for the riders and
not so easy on me in the
back of the motor home
as I easily get carsick.
3 more days of meals and
then I have 3 days off….wooohooo.
Dutch - Today was
a piece of cake only 64
miles. Some climbing,
but mostly hairpin
descents. Those darn
logging trucks just
won’t pull over when a
cyclist is on their
tail. Jessie, the
peddling pastor, was in
the lead all day till a
mechanical ended his
chance at glory. I don’t
remember being there but
I was elected to do all
the laundry. Seems it
was a unanimous
decision. To my peeps on
the Love Forum keep the
home fires burning.
Steve – The
numbers are deceiving,
it seems. On paper it
looked like 68 miles and
a short ride. Not so.
Anyways, after the
intense climbs we had
some downhills through a
forest with the sun
shining down through the
trees desperately trying
to warm us up. It was
all curves back and
forth and almost no
traffic hurrying us from
behind (big blessing on
a downhill). So it was
worth the climb. After
breakfast it was short
ups and downs and
curves, pretty much
until we arrived in
camp. It was also a
challenging day riding
the curves with narrow
bike lanes. A few of us
seemed to overdo one
hairpin turn. Another
fellow decided to cut me
off as we pedaled
through traffic; I
slammed the brakes and
fishtailed but ended up
fine. Just wish I had
taken a moment to speak
to the driver and let
him know that all’s
forgiven. And just when
I thought the days
adventures were over, we
were crossing a bridge
and a cyclist was coming
towards me in the bike
lane. I figured fine,
if he’s coming the wrong
way in this lane then
he’s more than welcome
in the inside near
traffic, I’ll stay on
the outside, thank you
very much. But as we
headed towards each
other I realized that he
had his head down and
was oblivious to where
he was going; so I took
the inside and as I rode
by did my best to try
and awaken him from his
slumber. He had quite
the expression as we
passed each other.
Anyways, each day brings
its’ own challenges –
often completely
different. And each day
I thank God for the
strength and protection
to get me through. |
