Woke up early at the hotel. We determined night before that we needed to lighten our load. We had already shipped some things back in Portland, but more stuff needed to go. With the heat and climbing we just couldn’t afford the weight.
After pulling stuff out we really didn’t need, took it to post office and shipped it, w again hit the road. Again the day was comfortable to start, but the heat quickly reared its ugly head. We again hit 115F, and it just stayed hot the whole way.
We again started with some climbing, and reached a new high of 5277ft. Hair short of a mile, but since I stand almost 6ft, and my bike saddle is at least 3ft off the ground I’m officially counting it as a mile.
On the first climb, our wonderful hostess, Amber, at the hotel had recommended a spot with gorgeous scenery we had to check out. We were told to look for the covered wagon. When we reached it, w still had some climbing to do before that summit, and almost continued on. We opted instead though to take her advice and it was worth it.
After several climbs though we were back down into the blast furnace again. There were no more big climbs, just rollers, but great still took its toll. We just kept working our way along. Taking rest breaks wherever we could find shade. Drinking lots of water, and taking our electrolytes.
Just short of our intended destination we stopped in Willowcreek, OR. Wasn’t much there, but we found a nice shade tree by a school baseball field. While we were there trying to cool off a bit before our final stretch, a wonderful local, John, stopped to ask us about where we were going. Had a great chat with him, he gave us a couple cold beers (thank you John! We needed it, and made last stretch much easier. God bless!), and recommended us an affordable hotel, which sounded much better than the RV park in the sun we had planned on camping at.
I again struggled through the final miles. Heat again taking its toll, but was still a beautiful and fun ride.