Leaving Ennis with fresh legs for the 8 mile climb over the pass between the Tobacco Root Mountains and the Gravelly Range.
I stopped in Virginia City for breakfast, Eggs Benedict was my choice. The next small town, Nevada City is another old gold rush town.
I met up with Roger and Scott, a father and son, who were riding the same tour and also heading to Dillon for the night. We stopped at a rest area just out of Twin Bridges, this small town park has restrooms and a small cyclist hostel. We arrived at 1 PM fresh and chose to continue the 28 miles to Dillion thinking we would be there by mid afternoon.
This is when the wind began to blow a steady 20 mph with frequent gusts of 50 mph. The rest of the day was a brutal battle into the wind. By the time I got close to Dillon my legs were ready to cramp and my stomach was reaching vomit mode. It took 5 hours pushing the gears I use to climb a 15% grade to reach Dillon.
I have been riding into headwinds like this for a month now. I’m tired of this shit. The strongest headwinds on the east coast have been put into perspective. Nothing I’ve experienced back east compares, I will never again complain about the wind when I get back to New England.