Category: Tentist and the Teapot

At 5 AM I heard an alarm. Mark, Corey, and John were getting ready to start their day. Last night they decided to go off route after Prineville and head to Redmond for the night. I stayed in bed until 6 while they prepped for the day. I went into the kitchen as they were finishing to make my breakfast, eggs and toast. Mark came back to wish me a safe journey and that he hoped we’d meet up again.

The ride began with coasting to the base of Ochoco Pass. The temperature was 79° as I headed up the pass.

An hour later as I crested the summit it was 90°, the early start kept me fresh and after miles of coasting into Prineville I was ready to continue in the near 100° heat.

The next 40 miles to Sister was rolling with wonderful mountain views. I began seeing Mt Hood in the distance.

I am sleeping tonight in Creekside Park in Sisters, Oregon with a small group riding the TransAmerica east. We shared some food and stories before going into our tents.

I rode off at 8AM to get to tonight’s sleep stop in Mitchell, OR. at the Spoke’n Hostel 63 miles over the Keyes Creek Pass.

Dayville is the next small town I’ll get to and the only place for food and drink before Mitchell. The surprise of today, the road is being chip sealed for the next three miles. Gatorade and ice cream will help me get there and sitting on a bench in the shade is a plus.

Refueled I head up the road to the construction site and ride over loose stone over tar.

The climb out of the gorge is shade less and my Wahoo is showing 115°.

Keyes Creek is long and doesn’t seem to end.

Finally I reach the top and drop like a stone into Mitchell at 3:00. I pull up to the grocery store for Gaterade and ice cream before riding to the hostel a half mile up the road.

Spoke’n Hostel is set up with bunk beds, an area to relax, a kitchen, bathrooms, and showers. Mark, Corey, and John are here and also traveling west.

Dinner tonight is a burger, sweet potato fries and a lovely IPA at the Tiger Town Brewing Co.

A long day is ahead with 69 miles and three passes to get over. Dixie Pass will be the end of today’s climbing.

Prairie City will be at the end of the long drop off the mountain.

After Prairie City is John Day, an old prospecting town. I stop for a cold Dr. Pepper to help finish the last 8 mile to Clyde Holliday State Park. Nancy has set up camp here for a few days.

Today is going to be a long day of riding and a long stop in Baker City to get a prescription transferred. Before leaving I walked over to Sara’s Richland Cafe for a hearty breakfast. Four pieces of French toast, two eggs with four super large strips of bacon, a large OJ and a bottomless cup of coffee seem appropriate.

The ride out of town was up hill most of the way to Baker City.

The last ten miles into the city are downhill. This is where I exit Hells Canyon and begin to see green and trees along with cooler temperatures.

I was delayed this morning after discovering a slow leak in my front tire. I pulled a piece of glass from the tread and I needed to plug the cut. Nancy is also ready and anxious to get going to her next campground, a non reservation first come site, because it is Friday.

The long drop off the mountain was a fun ride with beautiful views.

Now at the bottom of the dam I cross over the Snake River and enter Oregon.

Crossing into Oregon, I enter Hell’s Canyon and in the heat, 103° and climbing my way up and out. My plan had been to sleep in Baker City but I underestimated the miles.

Dropping off the pass I met a cyclist touring east, we stopped to visit.

I stopped for the day in Richland, OR. with a 53 mile day. Baker City is another 40 miles and I will get there tomorrow. Tonight I am in an air conditioned hotel room hiding from the heat. This small town also has a great cafe, Sara’s Richland Cafe, that serves dinner.

I woke at 6:30 from a good night‘s sleep at David’s house. Once I got my gear pack and on my bike I walked acroos the street for breakfast. Cy and Kathryn had invited me to have a pancake and egg breakfast, their Thursday special. Then back to across the street to thank David before heading to Brownlee Campground to Nancy’s site.

It was a short 18 mile day so no reason to hurry. Nancy and dogs were off hiking so I rested in the shade, the morning was hot.

Later in the afternoon I looked over my bike and saw that the rear tire is beginning to show wear. I put on a new tire and set the bead using the front tire as an air tank. I made a device to connect the two tires and then pump the mounted tire to the one that needs to have the bead set. Then I open the shutoff so the air from the full tire rushes into the other tire to set the bead.

One of the first things I did upon arrival was to put some drinks into the cold flowing water of the brook running next to our site.

The rain woke me up. I started my day with everything wet. I dress and cook oatmeal and begin packing. I need to get riding to arrive in Cambridge by early afternoon.

The stretch between New Meadows and Council on rte 95 is twisty and busy with RV, trucks, and car.

Coming off the mountain into Council is long fast and fun. I eat and leave town on the Weiser River Trail which is rough and slow going so I switch back to the main road.

I get to Tower Park, a place for cyclist to sleep while passing through. A pavilion and bathrooms so I desire to sleep here and unpack my tent to dry it out in the sun.

A man walking up the street stops to visit and invites me to stay at his house. He, David, offers to cook dinner, a room to sleep, and a shower. Neighbors Cy and Kathryn come over to visit and offer to cook me a pancake breakfast. This small town has many wonder people.

Leaving White Bird behind to make my way to Oregon was putting the memories behind and a chance for new discoveries.

I met three cyclist headIng east and shared my experiences with them and learned from theirs.

My goal was to get to Zim’s Hot Springs for the night. This is a peaceful campground but the hot springs were closed. The host opened the showers and lobby so I could clean up before sleeping.

I have 46 miles today to get to White Bird, ID. and this is a hard section with steep climbs over two passes.

The first climb up Lambs Grade Road has some 18% grades with an average of 14° and no shade. I soon realized that I forgot to refill my water bottles. Near the top there is a new house being built and was able to get water.

Now I’m in the plateau riding to Gangeville. I get food and drinks before climbing over the next ridge on Old White Bird Road.

My descent into the valley is on Old Route 95, a narrow switchback steep road to White Bird where Nancy has booked a campground on the Salmon River.

Two eastbound touring cyclists have also arrived to camp the night.

I left the Wilderness Campground thinking what a special place my sleeping spot was. I slept in the woods that humans have slept in for over 7,000 documented years. How fortunate this man of seventy from New England is to have joined this group of humans.

I ate a leisurely breakfast while the dew dried off my tent, packed up and continued riding the miles to tonight’s sleeping site, City Park in Kooskia, ID.

This is a lovely park in a small quiet town right on the bank of South Fork Clearwater River. The sound of the water flowing is peaceful.