Day 28.
(Teresa)
We have had a great time visiting with the kind residents of Denver. They have been very hospitable and have served us several excellent meals. I think for the majority of us, we really, really, really like the access to computers(Therefore the increased amount of contact).
Our laundry is done, our bikes are clean and oiled. Everything is good and we are ready to move on.
Our celebration service today was one of the warmest we have had to date. It was held outdoors in an extremely non-shaded football field. The ministry fair was held first and we had the opportunity to learn more about the various ministries that the CRC and RCA are involved in. One of the tables was from Bethany Christian Services. After chatting a while, I received a small Bethany Bear to carry on my bike. The black stallion has now received a new name - 'Bethany'. It seems to carry a message of hope and rescue, much more fitting for a tour of this nature.
As we pedalled back to the school after our service, once again, I got a flat. It was one of those nasty goatheads again. I pulled it out of the tire with a tweezers and then found and pulled the tip out of the tube as well. Our bikes are now sitting safely inside the school gym, tires round and firm, waiting to hit the road.
Thank you people of Denver for all that you have done for us and are continuing to do for your community.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Saturday, July 26th
Day 27.
(Teresa)
I have had an interesting if not frustrating week. Apparently I am one of the 20 % that is overcome with altitude sickness. They do believe that it is accentuated by my asthma. Regardless, it makes for a exhausting, hurtful week. Hurtful in both emotions and aches and pains.
I had the asthma attach on Monday, rode in an RV that took to the ditch on Tuesday, fell down the truck ramp the same day. Got scared out of the RV and back onto the bike for Wednesday. On Thursday I rode - and uneventful ride. On Friday we stayed at a YMCA camp and were able to book rooms at the lodge. We took up the offer and had a nice bed to sleep in. Best of all was the fact that we did not have to walk a mile to the nearest shower or bathroom. Especially in the middle of the night. Unfortunately Meghan fell down the same ramp and broke her arm.
Saturday brought more bad news as shortly after leaving camp, Tyler B was involved in a bike accident and fractured his collarbone. It is broke in two places and he has to go home for an operation. He rode in the medical RV with me. While waiting at the hospital we gave out C2C cards and recieved another $20 donation from one of the nurses there.
We arrived in Denver at 1:30 and the church members were already handing out grab bags, cookies and water to all the cyclists. They have a MC and music going. Hiarcuts are available in the gym and we have sign up sheets to go to town for shopping or laundry. Very nice welcome.
I plan to be back on the bike bright and early Monday morning. The days will be long next week but the elevations are much lower so everything should be good.
(Paul)
For those who think this is only my blog, it is both of ours. Sometimes Teresa and I will dictate our notes to each other and other times we do it separately.
Today was the 3rd anniversary of Elizabeth Woudsma's accident during her training for the 2005 C2Ctour. Many of the riders spent time on our ride today thinking about and praying about this.
I rode without Teresa again. Monday she will ride with me again. Woohoo!
We had planned to do 'EFI' (every fabulous inch) together and it was difficult to do Berthoud Pass without her.
I questioned my capability to do this myself as Teresa and I walked up a slight hill in the Snow Mountain Ranch YMCA camp to get my bike up to pavement to start the day's ride. We both were huffing and puffing a little. The elevation is 8,750' or so above sea level at this point.
I rode with Frank Folkema today; his last day. His regular riding partner Greg Dyk was on sweep and could not leave early.
It was a pleasant ride down into Winter Park, with the mountains all around us, some snow capped. The climb started gradually upon leaving Winter Park. There are chalets being constructed and this always interests me. The scenery was awesome. The climb was not as I anticipated, thankfully. I was stressed about today's ride for a long time prior to this day. The difficult part started after Art Smit's sag stop at the first switchback. Then we worked a little harder. The scenery was breathtaking as we slowing climbed to what seemed to be level with the tops of neighbouring mountains. The summit was only 6km or so from the beginning of the difficult climbing. Unfortunately, they removed the sign at the top indicating the elevation. Check this link to Berthoud Pass. Picture me standing next to this sign less the snow; well you get the idea. The ride down was awesome and fast. At the bottom we stopped for coffee and a danish in Empire, celebrating the fact the mountain climbing was done. Alas, there was more. One short climb up a steep grade called Floyd's Hill, which I was told was 1000', but that seems to high. We went through some lovely towns (Evergreen, Kittredge) that will bear further exploration when I have an motor turning the wheels.
There was an awesome canyon with many twists and turns and very fast. The ride ended in urban areas with some small bumps to climb. A local RCA church welcomed us to Denver with beverages and snacks and then we had 10km to get to Denver Christian High School who went all out to welcome us with cheerleaders, cold water, snacks, goody bags and more. It was a great way to end a great ride.
(Teresa)
I have had an interesting if not frustrating week. Apparently I am one of the 20 % that is overcome with altitude sickness. They do believe that it is accentuated by my asthma. Regardless, it makes for a exhausting, hurtful week. Hurtful in both emotions and aches and pains.
I had the asthma attach on Monday, rode in an RV that took to the ditch on Tuesday, fell down the truck ramp the same day. Got scared out of the RV and back onto the bike for Wednesday. On Thursday I rode - and uneventful ride. On Friday we stayed at a YMCA camp and were able to book rooms at the lodge. We took up the offer and had a nice bed to sleep in. Best of all was the fact that we did not have to walk a mile to the nearest shower or bathroom. Especially in the middle of the night. Unfortunately Meghan fell down the same ramp and broke her arm.
Saturday brought more bad news as shortly after leaving camp, Tyler B was involved in a bike accident and fractured his collarbone. It is broke in two places and he has to go home for an operation. He rode in the medical RV with me. While waiting at the hospital we gave out C2C cards and recieved another $20 donation from one of the nurses there.
We arrived in Denver at 1:30 and the church members were already handing out grab bags, cookies and water to all the cyclists. They have a MC and music going. Hiarcuts are available in the gym and we have sign up sheets to go to town for shopping or laundry. Very nice welcome.
I plan to be back on the bike bright and early Monday morning. The days will be long next week but the elevations are much lower so everything should be good.
(Paul)
For those who think this is only my blog, it is both of ours. Sometimes Teresa and I will dictate our notes to each other and other times we do it separately.
Today was the 3rd anniversary of Elizabeth Woudsma's accident during her training for the 2005 C2Ctour. Many of the riders spent time on our ride today thinking about and praying about this.
I rode without Teresa again. Monday she will ride with me again. Woohoo!
We had planned to do 'EFI' (every fabulous inch) together and it was difficult to do Berthoud Pass without her.
I questioned my capability to do this myself as Teresa and I walked up a slight hill in the Snow Mountain Ranch YMCA camp to get my bike up to pavement to start the day's ride. We both were huffing and puffing a little. The elevation is 8,750' or so above sea level at this point.
I rode with Frank Folkema today; his last day. His regular riding partner Greg Dyk was on sweep and could not leave early.
It was a pleasant ride down into Winter Park, with the mountains all around us, some snow capped. The climb started gradually upon leaving Winter Park. There are chalets being constructed and this always interests me. The scenery was awesome. The climb was not as I anticipated, thankfully. I was stressed about today's ride for a long time prior to this day. The difficult part started after Art Smit's sag stop at the first switchback. Then we worked a little harder. The scenery was breathtaking as we slowing climbed to what seemed to be level with the tops of neighbouring mountains. The summit was only 6km or so from the beginning of the difficult climbing. Unfortunately, they removed the sign at the top indicating the elevation. Check this link to Berthoud Pass. Picture me standing next to this sign less the snow; well you get the idea. The ride down was awesome and fast. At the bottom we stopped for coffee and a danish in Empire, celebrating the fact the mountain climbing was done. Alas, there was more. One short climb up a steep grade called Floyd's Hill, which I was told was 1000', but that seems to high. We went through some lovely towns (Evergreen, Kittredge) that will bear further exploration when I have an motor turning the wheels.
There was an awesome canyon with many twists and turns and very fast. The ride ended in urban areas with some small bumps to climb. A local RCA church welcomed us to Denver with beverages and snacks and then we had 10km to get to Denver Christian High School who went all out to welcome us with cheerleaders, cold water, snacks, goody bags and more. It was a great way to end a great ride.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Friday, July 25th
Day 26.
(Paul)
We had dew this morning. I heard it was 46 degrees F. It sure sleeps a lot better in the cool than in the heat.
Due to the short day, things started a 1/2 hour later than normal. The sweep team got to sleep in and could come later to serve breakfast, as well; 6:30 instead of 6:00. LaVonne and gang were still up much earlier than that to start the meal's preparation.
When I woke up, I was extremely exhausted and not motivated at all to either pack up or to ride. Teresa even had to pick up after me after I left. I left my lawn chair out. Someone else, who wasn't riding due to an injury, forgot to put his bike in the gear truck.
At peleton last night, Dave Geerlings asked that we consider doing something different today to help us remember the cause for our ride. He asked that when leaving camp, we select a gear on our bike and stay with that gear the whole ride today. I thought that was crazy. This morning when I pulled out of camp alone on my bike, I contemplated my sour mood and soreness and realized that I was suffering from a poverty of strength and determination for the ride. I thought I would give this 'one gear' thing a try. I was the middle chain ring and the fourth gear from the top on the back (I think). I knew it was a climb due to the map we received for the day and knew that there would be both ups and downs similar to yesterday, but thought that if I couldn't handle it, I could shift down. I reached the first hill and tried too hard. I got winded and it took a while to get some air back and my ticker to stop pounding. I did it though. If you know me, you already know that I have issues with 'sticktoitiveness'. I was daydreaming twice and my thumb betrayed me and shifted of it's own accord. When I heard the chain jump, I quickly switched back to the gear I was in. The climb into camp was long (a couple km) and a little difficult, but I rested a few times, but made it.
Thankyou Lord, for strength today.
Please everyone, remember Arnie Issette who left the tour due to a ruptured his achilles tendon. He had surgery today.
(Paul)
We had dew this morning. I heard it was 46 degrees F. It sure sleeps a lot better in the cool than in the heat.
Due to the short day, things started a 1/2 hour later than normal. The sweep team got to sleep in and could come later to serve breakfast, as well; 6:30 instead of 6:00. LaVonne and gang were still up much earlier than that to start the meal's preparation.
When I woke up, I was extremely exhausted and not motivated at all to either pack up or to ride. Teresa even had to pick up after me after I left. I left my lawn chair out. Someone else, who wasn't riding due to an injury, forgot to put his bike in the gear truck.
At peleton last night, Dave Geerlings asked that we consider doing something different today to help us remember the cause for our ride. He asked that when leaving camp, we select a gear on our bike and stay with that gear the whole ride today. I thought that was crazy. This morning when I pulled out of camp alone on my bike, I contemplated my sour mood and soreness and realized that I was suffering from a poverty of strength and determination for the ride. I thought I would give this 'one gear' thing a try. I was the middle chain ring and the fourth gear from the top on the back (I think). I knew it was a climb due to the map we received for the day and knew that there would be both ups and downs similar to yesterday, but thought that if I couldn't handle it, I could shift down. I reached the first hill and tried too hard. I got winded and it took a while to get some air back and my ticker to stop pounding. I did it though. If you know me, you already know that I have issues with 'sticktoitiveness'. I was daydreaming twice and my thumb betrayed me and shifted of it's own accord. When I heard the chain jump, I quickly switched back to the gear I was in. The climb into camp was long (a couple km) and a little difficult, but I rested a few times, but made it.
Thankyou Lord, for strength today.
Please everyone, remember Arnie Issette who left the tour due to a ruptured his achilles tendon. He had surgery today.
Thursday, July 24th
Day 25.
(Teresa)
I awoke at 12:25 am. We were sleeping under an outside light, so it was as bright as day. I fell asleep at 9:30 so at least I got at least one sleep cycle.
I check the phone every hour and at 3 am, I finally took the long walk to the tennis court bathroom.
At 5:30 I sadly packed my bag and my bike into the gear truck and rode with Alida in the RV.
We had to stop several times up the pass to let the engine cool down and made a final stop at the top of the seven mile climb.
We arrived at the West Grand High School in Kremmling at 1:00 pm. No one else was there yet. When the gear truck arrived, I started to help unload, but was soon told to stop due to my laboured breathing and coughing.
(Paul)
It was 6:45 when I left Craig. Craig was in a shallow valley that we had to climb out of. The landscape gradually changed from rolling hills to craggy rock face canyons. After stopping to visit Cory, I rode with Andy Heimstra. He is fast and I kept up but got really tired. We cycled into Steamboat Springs where we met up with Bert Slofstra. We rode through town and found a place to stop for coffee. Steamboat Springs is a very pleasant looking town that I would like to come back to some day to spend some time exploring. The climb to Rabbit Ear pass took me an hour and 52 minutes to get to the false summit. The actual pass was another 5 miles beyond that. This was one of 3 times we are going to cross the continental divide. The downhill was busy and not always smooth. The road was narrow in places and its amazing no one was hurt. The route was generally downhill but there were a few climbs that I was not prepared for because I had stopped spinning. It was a Kremmling and to the south snow capped mountains could be seen between intermitent showers.
(Teresa)
I awoke at 12:25 am. We were sleeping under an outside light, so it was as bright as day. I fell asleep at 9:30 so at least I got at least one sleep cycle.
I check the phone every hour and at 3 am, I finally took the long walk to the tennis court bathroom.
At 5:30 I sadly packed my bag and my bike into the gear truck and rode with Alida in the RV.
We had to stop several times up the pass to let the engine cool down and made a final stop at the top of the seven mile climb.
We arrived at the West Grand High School in Kremmling at 1:00 pm. No one else was there yet. When the gear truck arrived, I started to help unload, but was soon told to stop due to my laboured breathing and coughing.
(Paul)
It was 6:45 when I left Craig. Craig was in a shallow valley that we had to climb out of. The landscape gradually changed from rolling hills to craggy rock face canyons. After stopping to visit Cory, I rode with Andy Heimstra. He is fast and I kept up but got really tired. We cycled into Steamboat Springs where we met up with Bert Slofstra. We rode through town and found a place to stop for coffee. Steamboat Springs is a very pleasant looking town that I would like to come back to some day to spend some time exploring. The climb to Rabbit Ear pass took me an hour and 52 minutes to get to the false summit. The actual pass was another 5 miles beyond that. This was one of 3 times we are going to cross the continental divide. The downhill was busy and not always smooth. The road was narrow in places and its amazing no one was hurt. The route was generally downhill but there were a few climbs that I was not prepared for because I had stopped spinning. It was a Kremmling and to the south snow capped mountains could be seen between intermitent showers.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Wednesday, July 23rd
Day 24
(Paul)
Thank you all for the overwhelming support and encouragement that Teresa has received due to her not being able to ride because of an asthma attack at 7200 feet above sea level on Monday. Believe me, it was a little scary. We were not able to communicate again and hadn't heard anything along the route until I got back into camp in Duchesne.
She rode today, and came up with a way of not getting too much air. She wore her bandana/handkerchief over her mouth and sometimes even over her nose to divert some of the air. It worked almost from the time she put it on. Aaron Carpenter dubbed her the 'bicycling bandit'. It was a long ride with many small hills to climb, one big one and many downhills; so much fun.
We will send more information as we have time. As you can imagine, we are beat when we get to camp. It is 7:40pm right now and peleton starts shortly.
If you want to send support to Teresa, just send a comment back to the blog. You will see a button below this post.
(Teresa)
Hello Everyone
I did do the ride today and it was a lot of fun but I did have a few problems on the hills (one in particular) and I did suffer for the ride during the night so I have relented and am riding with Alida in her RV until we get to Denver. It proved to be a good decision as I was gulping for air while riding in a vehicle. Saturday we will be at our highest altitude and we will have to see how that goes but next week I plan to be back in the saddle, God willing.
Thank you for all the prayers, support and encouragement that you have sent my way. Our fellow cyclists and sag support have been very supportive as well. They are a wonderful group and know exactly when you need a hug. We have been truly blessed. If I only have to give up 4 days of riding in order to complete the last 5 weeks, well that's not so bad either. Its also been fun working with the kitchen staff as we make 'thousands' of meatballs and peel pounds of potatoes. We can truly say that we are eating well.
(Paul)
Thank you all for the overwhelming support and encouragement that Teresa has received due to her not being able to ride because of an asthma attack at 7200 feet above sea level on Monday. Believe me, it was a little scary. We were not able to communicate again and hadn't heard anything along the route until I got back into camp in Duchesne.
She rode today, and came up with a way of not getting too much air. She wore her bandana/handkerchief over her mouth and sometimes even over her nose to divert some of the air. It worked almost from the time she put it on. Aaron Carpenter dubbed her the 'bicycling bandit'. It was a long ride with many small hills to climb, one big one and many downhills; so much fun.
We will send more information as we have time. As you can imagine, we are beat when we get to camp. It is 7:40pm right now and peleton starts shortly.
If you want to send support to Teresa, just send a comment back to the blog. You will see a button below this post.
(Teresa)
Hello Everyone
I did do the ride today and it was a lot of fun but I did have a few problems on the hills (one in particular) and I did suffer for the ride during the night so I have relented and am riding with Alida in her RV until we get to Denver. It proved to be a good decision as I was gulping for air while riding in a vehicle. Saturday we will be at our highest altitude and we will have to see how that goes but next week I plan to be back in the saddle, God willing.
Thank you for all the prayers, support and encouragement that you have sent my way. Our fellow cyclists and sag support have been very supportive as well. They are a wonderful group and know exactly when you need a hug. We have been truly blessed. If I only have to give up 4 days of riding in order to complete the last 5 weeks, well that's not so bad either. Its also been fun working with the kitchen staff as we make 'thousands' of meatballs and peel pounds of potatoes. We can truly say that we are eating well.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Saturday, July 19
Day 20.
(Teresa and Paul)
Started our day at 5:00 with no sleep due to the trains, highway nearby and the anticipation of a long day as sweep team for the day. We got out of the tent at 5:07 and there were a lot of people already up and the breakfast and lunch supplies were already out. Some of the young'ns were almost ready to go.
The ride into Salt Lake was slow and long and the route was different due to construction.
We stopped at First CRC and had some beverages and fixed Teresa's tire which was about to burst.
We left the church and almost immediately had a 12% grade for a block. We almost turned back.
When we reached the top, the church was there, still waiting and they had snacks, beverages and even a misting pump that Teresa enjoyed thoroughly. The ride down was spectacular along a reservoir.
BUT!, the second hill was a killer. We were on I-80 and it was hot and long. Even the trucks, campers and cars had difficulty as evidenced by the dead vehicles along the route. The highway was freshly paved and seemed soft. The climb was steeper and 15km longer than the first.
We got off the highway and had some great downhills and finally met up with Walter, our SAG driver. We had watemelon with some of the young'ns.
We had an additional 30km to do after that.
We pulled into camp at 8:20 only to find that we had a mile long hike to get to where we were going to set up camp. It was another mile in the opposite direction to get to the showers. We got a ride from one of the local church members who were camping there. They brought us to the far side of the camp where we would not have to wait. And we didn't. It was a nice hot shower.
After eating, showering and tent setup etc., we were finally able to settle down for the night at 10:40.
Long Day!
(Teresa and Paul)
Started our day at 5:00 with no sleep due to the trains, highway nearby and the anticipation of a long day as sweep team for the day. We got out of the tent at 5:07 and there were a lot of people already up and the breakfast and lunch supplies were already out. Some of the young'ns were almost ready to go.
The ride into Salt Lake was slow and long and the route was different due to construction.
We stopped at First CRC and had some beverages and fixed Teresa's tire which was about to burst.
We left the church and almost immediately had a 12% grade for a block. We almost turned back.
When we reached the top, the church was there, still waiting and they had snacks, beverages and even a misting pump that Teresa enjoyed thoroughly. The ride down was spectacular along a reservoir.
BUT!, the second hill was a killer. We were on I-80 and it was hot and long. Even the trucks, campers and cars had difficulty as evidenced by the dead vehicles along the route. The highway was freshly paved and seemed soft. The climb was steeper and 15km longer than the first.
We got off the highway and had some great downhills and finally met up with Walter, our SAG driver. We had watemelon with some of the young'ns.
We had an additional 30km to do after that.
We pulled into camp at 8:20 only to find that we had a mile long hike to get to where we were going to set up camp. It was another mile in the opposite direction to get to the showers. We got a ride from one of the local church members who were camping there. They brought us to the far side of the camp where we would not have to wait. And we didn't. It was a nice hot shower.
After eating, showering and tent setup etc., we were finally able to settle down for the night at 10:40.
Long Day!
Friday, July 18th
Day 19.
(Paul)
We left Snowville at 6:45, and it was so chilly we wore our raincoats/jackets. We had a slight climb and then a wonderful downhill as we followed I-84 for 30km.
After a short visit with Walter, we continued on to the village visible in the distance. It turned out to be ATK Thiokol, a contractor for propulsion systems for the military and NASA. It went on for miles. Near the end of the facility, there was a display of rockets, various propulsion elements and even one of the boosters from the Space Shuttle. After another mile or so along the route we passed a rocket testing facility which must be quite popular. The sign out front mentioned the next test, which is October 7 at 10:30 pm, if you want to come check it out.
The roadway after ATK passed through what appeared to be an old lake bed. It smelled like the ocean and was a little smelly. The locals call it Stinky Springs.
We stopped in Corinne for our morning coffee and an order of fries and met Dave DeRidder’s brother, Scott and his wife Joyce.
In Brigham, there were tree lined streets complete with the shade that we miss so much. The buildings are very nice and in the traditional small town America style.
The roadway was under construction on the way out of town and the way was dusty and windy.
We received bonus km’s today coming into camp, which is on the shore of Willard Bay. It appears to be a man-made reservoir.
Once again, shade is at a premium. We can be thankful that the shade here actually is cooler than the shade at home due the lack of humidity.
Today was almost like a day off, which I need, because my butt, legs and hands are sore.
(Teresa)
There was a lot of construction on the roads today. My feet are sore, my hands are sore and yes, my butt is sore. Tomorrow we are on sweep and it will be over 150kms long. Thank goodness we have the next day off.
(Paul)
We left Snowville at 6:45, and it was so chilly we wore our raincoats/jackets. We had a slight climb and then a wonderful downhill as we followed I-84 for 30km.
After a short visit with Walter, we continued on to the village visible in the distance. It turned out to be ATK Thiokol, a contractor for propulsion systems for the military and NASA. It went on for miles. Near the end of the facility, there was a display of rockets, various propulsion elements and even one of the boosters from the Space Shuttle. After another mile or so along the route we passed a rocket testing facility which must be quite popular. The sign out front mentioned the next test, which is October 7 at 10:30 pm, if you want to come check it out.
The roadway after ATK passed through what appeared to be an old lake bed. It smelled like the ocean and was a little smelly. The locals call it Stinky Springs.
We stopped in Corinne for our morning coffee and an order of fries and met Dave DeRidder’s brother, Scott and his wife Joyce.
In Brigham, there were tree lined streets complete with the shade that we miss so much. The buildings are very nice and in the traditional small town America style.
The roadway was under construction on the way out of town and the way was dusty and windy.
We received bonus km’s today coming into camp, which is on the shore of Willard Bay. It appears to be a man-made reservoir.
Once again, shade is at a premium. We can be thankful that the shade here actually is cooler than the shade at home due the lack of humidity.
Today was almost like a day off, which I need, because my butt, legs and hands are sore.
(Teresa)
There was a lot of construction on the roads today. My feet are sore, my hands are sore and yes, my butt is sore. Tomorrow we are on sweep and it will be over 150kms long. Thank goodness we have the next day off.
Thursday, July 17
Day 18.
(Teresa)
Nasty headwinds, evil hills and unbearable heat –What more could a cyclist ask for?
If all our days were like this you would have to pay us to join this tour. It was really cold to start off. Our toes and fingers were numb but then the sun comes up and boy oh boy, it gets hot and it gets hot fast. Unlike at home where the temperature peaks around noon, it continues to build until 6 or 7 pm.
We crossed the Sawtooth Mountains today. They are very aptly named.
It was a difficult day in so many ways. Our friend Arnie Issette tore his Achilles tendon, the sag wagons ran out of water, the pantry trailer disconnected from the truck on the highway and so did the port-a-potty trailer. Imagine that!
It could have been so much worse in each of these situations. The trailer just missed a group of cyclists as the tongue tore deep into the pavement in front of them. The port-a-potty ran straight and true down the middle of the highway rather than tipping into the ditch which would have created a whole other mess. And Arnie was able to recognize his problem with the Achilles (he had the same problem in the other leg years earlier) and stop riding before he had to fall off the bike in order to stop. The evidence of your prayers is working all around us.
Personally I found the day very difficult. I was dehydrated to begin with and had no energy at all for the climbs. I was also cramping from the dehydration and fighting a headache. Then to top it all off I accidentally packed up my leg brace in the tent (its black and its dark in the morning) and had to ride without it. It is unbelievable how much the brace helps. As the miles increased so did the pain. As one muscle stopped working others tried to compensate and soon they were all screaming in pain and I was favouring the other leg. By 117 kms I wanted to amputate the leg and just get rid of it. Fortunately I keep a good supply of ibuprofen on my bike and it came in handy. Our total ride was 141.68 kms and everyone (aside from a few young'ns) arrived in camp totally exhausted from the days ride.
This was also our first camp without showers. The town numbered 171 in size and we are a group of 170. They graciously allowed us to fill their town park with our tents and put up welcome signs on their billboard. Ed used the tarps, backstop and a water hose to create a shower. It was ice cold and very communal. Boys had the first half hour and then the girls and so on until everyone was done.
After days like this I have to ask myself, “Why did I choose to do this again?”
Thankfully not all days are like this.
PS We saw a Golden Eagle today at the top of the first climb.
(Paul)
The temperature was 106 degrees on the roadway today.
We thought we were in the middle of nowhere a few days ago. We may have been, but where we were today is where the residents of ‘the middle of nowhere’ go for peace and quiet. Desolate but still so beautiful. We stopped in Malta for coffee and a pastry. Only $2.06. Later in the day some of the young’ns were at the same location and accepted the challenge to consume a 15” pizza and a litre of pop to get it for free. Two of three succeeded. They had their photos taken for placement on the wall of fame. Makes for good ‘peleton’ stories, complete with lots of laughs.
We crossed over into Utah today and the roads are quite straight and seem to go forever. Apparently, they don’t. They end in Snowville.
(Teresa)
Nasty headwinds, evil hills and unbearable heat –What more could a cyclist ask for?
If all our days were like this you would have to pay us to join this tour. It was really cold to start off. Our toes and fingers were numb but then the sun comes up and boy oh boy, it gets hot and it gets hot fast. Unlike at home where the temperature peaks around noon, it continues to build until 6 or 7 pm.
We crossed the Sawtooth Mountains today. They are very aptly named.
It was a difficult day in so many ways. Our friend Arnie Issette tore his Achilles tendon, the sag wagons ran out of water, the pantry trailer disconnected from the truck on the highway and so did the port-a-potty trailer. Imagine that!
It could have been so much worse in each of these situations. The trailer just missed a group of cyclists as the tongue tore deep into the pavement in front of them. The port-a-potty ran straight and true down the middle of the highway rather than tipping into the ditch which would have created a whole other mess. And Arnie was able to recognize his problem with the Achilles (he had the same problem in the other leg years earlier) and stop riding before he had to fall off the bike in order to stop. The evidence of your prayers is working all around us.
Personally I found the day very difficult. I was dehydrated to begin with and had no energy at all for the climbs. I was also cramping from the dehydration and fighting a headache. Then to top it all off I accidentally packed up my leg brace in the tent (its black and its dark in the morning) and had to ride without it. It is unbelievable how much the brace helps. As the miles increased so did the pain. As one muscle stopped working others tried to compensate and soon they were all screaming in pain and I was favouring the other leg. By 117 kms I wanted to amputate the leg and just get rid of it. Fortunately I keep a good supply of ibuprofen on my bike and it came in handy. Our total ride was 141.68 kms and everyone (aside from a few young'ns) arrived in camp totally exhausted from the days ride.
This was also our first camp without showers. The town numbered 171 in size and we are a group of 170. They graciously allowed us to fill their town park with our tents and put up welcome signs on their billboard. Ed used the tarps, backstop and a water hose to create a shower. It was ice cold and very communal. Boys had the first half hour and then the girls and so on until everyone was done.
After days like this I have to ask myself, “Why did I choose to do this again?”
Thankfully not all days are like this.
PS We saw a Golden Eagle today at the top of the first climb.
(Paul)
The temperature was 106 degrees on the roadway today.
We thought we were in the middle of nowhere a few days ago. We may have been, but where we were today is where the residents of ‘the middle of nowhere’ go for peace and quiet. Desolate but still so beautiful. We stopped in Malta for coffee and a pastry. Only $2.06. Later in the day some of the young’ns were at the same location and accepted the challenge to consume a 15” pizza and a litre of pop to get it for free. Two of three succeeded. They had their photos taken for placement on the wall of fame. Makes for good ‘peleton’ stories, complete with lots of laughs.
We crossed over into Utah today and the roads are quite straight and seem to go forever. Apparently, they don’t. They end in Snowville.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Wednesday, July 16th
Day 17.
We left Gooding this morning at 6:40 due to the length of the ride and to avoid the heat. We could smell the residue of the grass fire, which they were able to put out. The dogs were barking early this morning. They probably smelled the smoke when the wind changed and were alerting us all to the potential danger.
We cycled past much farmland and wherever anything was growing, it was due to irrigation. We stopped for a tour of Ted Miller's dairy farm. The cattle line up and enter a carousel where they are milked and then leave in ten minutes. The carousel holds 50 cows. We were served milk as a snack, both white and brown.
After leaving there, we cycled past the Snake River gorge near where Evel Knevel attempted his legendary rocket motorcycle jump. We crossed the gorge on the I.B. Perrine bridge which is 480' above the river. Teresa wouldn't even look over the edge. When the big trucks are going over the bridge, there is a little movement that is a little freaky.
Shortly after leaving the gorge, we were served lunch at the Twin Falls Reformed Church in Twin Falls. We were served Subway subs, watermelon, potato chips and ice cream sandwiches and bars. These events are so appreciated.
8km from the church is Shoshone Falls. We left the route with many others to check this out. We didn't go to the bottom. This falls is higher than Niagara Falls but has much less water flow. They divert some of the water for the creation of electricity.
The route into Burley after the Falls was mostly uneventful, but long. There was another fire in the distance that we could see for the remainder of the ride. It did not pose a threat to us or any of the villages we were going through or to. There was a slight wind at our backs to help get us there.
We met Corporal Jeff Fracknell of the local sheriff's office. He talked with us for quite a while and had a tour of the gear truck and the kitchen.
The total route today was 140km (87 miles).
We left Gooding this morning at 6:40 due to the length of the ride and to avoid the heat. We could smell the residue of the grass fire, which they were able to put out. The dogs were barking early this morning. They probably smelled the smoke when the wind changed and were alerting us all to the potential danger.
We cycled past much farmland and wherever anything was growing, it was due to irrigation. We stopped for a tour of Ted Miller's dairy farm. The cattle line up and enter a carousel where they are milked and then leave in ten minutes. The carousel holds 50 cows. We were served milk as a snack, both white and brown.
After leaving there, we cycled past the Snake River gorge near where Evel Knevel attempted his legendary rocket motorcycle jump. We crossed the gorge on the I.B. Perrine bridge which is 480' above the river. Teresa wouldn't even look over the edge. When the big trucks are going over the bridge, there is a little movement that is a little freaky.
Shortly after leaving the gorge, we were served lunch at the Twin Falls Reformed Church in Twin Falls. We were served Subway subs, watermelon, potato chips and ice cream sandwiches and bars. These events are so appreciated.
8km from the church is Shoshone Falls. We left the route with many others to check this out. We didn't go to the bottom. This falls is higher than Niagara Falls but has much less water flow. They divert some of the water for the creation of electricity.
The route into Burley after the Falls was mostly uneventful, but long. There was another fire in the distance that we could see for the remainder of the ride. It did not pose a threat to us or any of the villages we were going through or to. There was a slight wind at our backs to help get us there.
We met Corporal Jeff Fracknell of the local sheriff's office. He talked with us for quite a while and had a tour of the gear truck and the kitchen.
The total route today was 140km (87 miles).
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Tuesday, July 15th
Day 16.
I apologize for not posting photos more. We will when we have more time. It is a rare occasion to able to sit here and work on the computer at all.
I just noticed that I don't talk about the heat to much. So I will. Man! It's Hot! It started out with clouds this morning and yes, there was a chance of rain. Only 4%. I guess this required reporting. Not at home. Weather is not an exact science here either. The wind has been more than forecasted and the directions are all over the map.
We left Mountain Home at 6:40 today to avoid the heat the potential for higher winds.
I apologize for not posting photos more. We will when we have more time. It is a rare occasion to able to sit here and work on the computer at all.
I just noticed that I don't talk about the heat to much. So I will. Man! It's Hot! It started out with clouds this morning and yes, there was a chance of rain. Only 4%. I guess this required reporting. Not at home. Weather is not an exact science here either. The wind has been more than forecasted and the directions are all over the map.
We left Mountain Home at 6:40 today to avoid the heat the potential for higher winds.
Monday, July 14th
Day 15.
We left Boise this morning just as traffic was starting to move for the new work day. Thankfully, we are on the edge of town. Apparently, Boise is in a valley that you can't quite see until you are leaving and climbing out of it. We had to avoid the interstate for the first part of the ride and this led us out into the countryside adding an additional 18km to the ride. There was a steep climb out of town and then we were on a very deserted roadway that had a correctional facility with razor wire fences. Why? if the prisoners escaped, they would have nowhere to go.
We turned left past that and if we hadn't, the road went on forever until it disappeared into the haze in the distance. So glad we didn't take that one. The wind was a little in our face and at our sides and we headed back to I-84. We passed two gun clubs/shooting ranges.
Upon entering the interstate for a 11km ride, the wind was at our backs. We were climbing but it didn't feel like it. It was fun. At the exit there was a truck stop that many cyclists stopped at. Well, the ones on diets drove on, though. We had a piece of carrot cake and a bottomless cup of coffee. Very good.
The remainder of the ride was with the wind mostly at our backs as well. The directions were a little sketchy going into town. The directions called for a left instead of a right, but we all made it into camp alright. We got into camp shortly before noon.
The Mountain Home Junior High School is about 10 years old and very nice. The sprinklers came on just after supper was served and one of the cooks (Rose) felt like running through the sprinkler. She was the only one though.
The facilities we have been staying at have been excellent. No cold showers to date (knock wood).
We left Boise this morning just as traffic was starting to move for the new work day. Thankfully, we are on the edge of town. Apparently, Boise is in a valley that you can't quite see until you are leaving and climbing out of it. We had to avoid the interstate for the first part of the ride and this led us out into the countryside adding an additional 18km to the ride. There was a steep climb out of town and then we were on a very deserted roadway that had a correctional facility with razor wire fences. Why? if the prisoners escaped, they would have nowhere to go.
We turned left past that and if we hadn't, the road went on forever until it disappeared into the haze in the distance. So glad we didn't take that one. The wind was a little in our face and at our sides and we headed back to I-84. We passed two gun clubs/shooting ranges.
Upon entering the interstate for a 11km ride, the wind was at our backs. We were climbing but it didn't feel like it. It was fun. At the exit there was a truck stop that many cyclists stopped at. Well, the ones on diets drove on, though. We had a piece of carrot cake and a bottomless cup of coffee. Very good.
The remainder of the ride was with the wind mostly at our backs as well. The directions were a little sketchy going into town. The directions called for a left instead of a right, but we all made it into camp alright. We got into camp shortly before noon.
The Mountain Home Junior High School is about 10 years old and very nice. The sprinklers came on just after supper was served and one of the cooks (Rose) felt like running through the sprinkler. She was the only one though.
The facilities we have been staying at have been excellent. No cold showers to date (knock wood).
Day 14; Sunday, July 13th
We went to church in Glenda Davis Park this morning. It was a 6km bike ride. The service was put on by Valley Life Community Church; an RCA church plant. It was a nice setting with a zoo and near the river. A recovering addict spoke about his finding Christ in jail and how after 15 years of addiction he is going to honour God with the next 15 years of his life and see what happens. We sought him out after the services and spoke with him, his wife and kids. It was a great day and of course, it was hot.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Saturday, July 12
Day 13.
We are now waking up in the dark. After yesterday's poor sleep, this was a nice treat and many people said that they slept very well. Both of us included.
The days are very hot and the nights get cool quickly.
We started out on country roads, moved into residential areas (very nice) and ended on urban streets of two to six lanes in width. It was a zig-zag ride with lots of turns and lots of hills. It was fun. Teresa pushed quite hard and I got quite a workout today. We rode with Arnie for most of the day. Some of the groups missed turns and received bonus kilometers for their efforts.
We are camped out at Timberline High School right across the street from several shops; coffee, pharmacy's and restaurants. Everything we could possibly need.
As we sat here near the satellite hookup, the sprinklers came on and many of us set our computers down to ensure that the zippers were done up so our belongings did not get wet.
On the way back to our seats, Teresa collected our mail. Thank you all so much for sending us something. So this is what Radar O'Reilly felt like on M*A*S*H (not that everyone will understand what I am talking about). It was fun for us to sit together and open mail.
Tomorrow we will try to post some photos related to the days gone by. Please come back and check us out. We both hope the internet is working well.
We are now waking up in the dark. After yesterday's poor sleep, this was a nice treat and many people said that they slept very well. Both of us included.
The days are very hot and the nights get cool quickly.
We started out on country roads, moved into residential areas (very nice) and ended on urban streets of two to six lanes in width. It was a zig-zag ride with lots of turns and lots of hills. It was fun. Teresa pushed quite hard and I got quite a workout today. We rode with Arnie for most of the day. Some of the groups missed turns and received bonus kilometers for their efforts.
We are camped out at Timberline High School right across the street from several shops; coffee, pharmacy's and restaurants. Everything we could possibly need.
As we sat here near the satellite hookup, the sprinklers came on and many of us set our computers down to ensure that the zippers were done up so our belongings did not get wet.
On the way back to our seats, Teresa collected our mail. Thank you all so much for sending us something. So this is what Radar O'Reilly felt like on M*A*S*H (not that everyone will understand what I am talking about). It was fun for us to sit together and open mail.
Tomorrow we will try to post some photos related to the days gone by. Please come back and check us out. We both hope the internet is working well.
Friday, July 11
There are many things that can keep up awake at night. First of all, we keep waking up at 4:00 a.m. with the sun. So our nights are short already. In one place it is water sprinklers, thunder and wind. Then it was trains in Pendleton shunting, banging and horn blowing all night long (you'd think we were in Chatham or something). On July 4th we had a neighbourhood dog that did not like our presence and needed to let us know about it all night. Last night, it was the intense wind. Tents snapped, buckled and moved and literally created a cacophony of noise. Added to this was the people who couldn't whisper as they dragged sleeping bags and some tents into the gym for peace and quiet there. Some people actually woke up and didn't know the wind was blowing.
Today we changed we changed from Pacific time to Mountain time, so we tried to sleep an hour later or at least we got an hour later start. It was a short ride and we had an awesome tailwind, so most of us were done by noon. It was not without mishap. The group had 3 falls and 29 flats in total for the day. We were on the Interstate for a bit and I (Paul) picked up a little bit of steel belting or something like that which we pulled out later and caused a leak.
We stayed in Ontario. Ontario, Oregon that is.
We met a man at a coffee shop (Wayne) who said he was born and raised in Ontario and of course, we all said "me too."
Today we changed we changed from Pacific time to Mountain time, so we tried to sleep an hour later or at least we got an hour later start. It was a short ride and we had an awesome tailwind, so most of us were done by noon. It was not without mishap. The group had 3 falls and 29 flats in total for the day. We were on the Interstate for a bit and I (Paul) picked up a little bit of steel belting or something like that which we pulled out later and caused a leak.
We stayed in Ontario. Ontario, Oregon that is.
We met a man at a coffee shop (Wayne) who said he was born and raised in Ontario and of course, we all said "me too."
Thursday, July 10
We started off today with a 10 mile climb, but then it was all down hill from there. On the the uphill we passed the Old Oregon Trail Cemetery. A very lonely last resting place. On the downward slope we passed Farewell Bend State Park. Teresa took my picture alongside a covered wagon. We basically followed the Oregon Trail, which was very interesting. We recognized names and markers from books we have read. It was even a little Post Office in a place called Durkee, which was still in operation. Durkee was a favourite resting spot along the Oregon Trail as it was on a slight incline and possibly gave a good vantage point to see what may be lurking in the hills.
We stayed in a windy impoverished town in the mountains called Huntington. The people were exceptionally friendly and accomodating. During supper the wind picked up. Literally. Corinne's tent that was pegged to the ground was tossed end over end until it left the school ground and three people had to chase it down. Thankfully, there was a fence, or it would have ended up in New Jersey before we did. Overnight we had a wind storm blow through. It was a difficult sleep.
We stayed in a windy impoverished town in the mountains called Huntington. The people were exceptionally friendly and accomodating. During supper the wind picked up. Literally. Corinne's tent that was pegged to the ground was tossed end over end until it left the school ground and three people had to chase it down. Thankfully, there was a fence, or it would have ended up in New Jersey before we did. Overnight we had a wind storm blow through. It was a difficult sleep.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Today is Wednesday and we are on day 10 of the tour. Today was a great day! It was hot, we were sweep, there were some steep climbs but it was awesome. Even as the sweep (which is the group who has to dismantle camp, pack it up and follow the riders - sweep them -into camp)we were able to get to camp by 2:30. This is great because it allows you the opportunity to get some things like laundry and supplies replenished before you have supper at 6. Once you have supper you are basically busy until its time for bed.
We are totally surrounded by mountains. It is quite nice to behold. You can see the rounded mountains in the foreground and the snow topped ones a little further along. I guess that means we will soon be doing some pretty major climbing again.
Today was especially appreciated since yesterday was so absolutely discouraging.
It was hot, like usual, but it included some pretty intense climbing for quite a distance and a lot of switchbacks as we circled our way over some mountains that just happened to be in our path. Three quarters of the way up the circuitous path, I got a flat. Paul changed it for me and as he was pumping up the tire it literally blew up. Everyone thought it was a gun being shot. Paul and I were on either side of the bike and both of us let it go and stepped back as we were deafened by the noise. Now we had to change both the tube and the tire.
We continued on our way and wound our way up the mountain. Then due to all the extra energy output and heat I got a sugar low. I was shaking like a leaf so we stopped to refuel. things returned to normal quite quickly and once again we pedaled on. Soon we were reunited with Alida whom we had been cycling with but were separated from (large groups of cyclists inched by) when we got the flats. The last ordeal of the day occurred on the interstate. As we were finally enjoying an exhilarating plunge down the other side of the mountain, I had another blowout. It was terrifying! There was the loud bang, the rushing traffic, the need to be off the freeway as quickly as possible and the weaving and swaying of the bike as I tried to get it to stop without pitching me off. We are truely being protected by all the prayers being offered on our behalf. I managed to stop the bike AND we were able to safely replace the tube and tire on the side of a freeway - something you never want to do.
Today was truely an awesome day!
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Sunday Update
The internet has not been very accommodating this week and so we find ourselves trying desperately to catch everyone up on the news of the last half of the week today. It has been a hard and an easy week. The hardest part of the week is in trying to find your rythmn or routine, dealing with your flucuating emotions and physically handling of the lack of sleep, new time zone and increased activity.
The body is truely an amazing entity.
The weather has been really hot, ranging from 90 to 110F. We have had 3 thunderstorms but only one of them lasted past 6am, so we have only had to ride in the rain once so far. Apparently they don't get much rain in this area. As Ellen Dekker of Zillah CRC said, "if it isn't irrigated, its brown." It does have a beauty that you don't see at home though. The greens and the browns contrast so vividly as the orchards and vineyards readily absorb all the water from the canals that the good people of Washington have painstakingly laid out. There is irrigation everywhere. We have even had the opportunity to be douced by the sprinkler systems as we lay in our tents at night, trying to sleep.
The Zillah CRC served us refreshments on Friday and it was there that I had my first flat. There seems to be a lot of broken glass along the roadside and seeing that cyclists have to ride along the edge and it was raining, the glass stuck to our tires and caused 22 flats. Halfway to Sunnyside, from Zillah we passed by some signs of encouragement from the Dekker family. As we zipped by we noticed that John and Ellen were sitting in their covered porch so we stopped and turned around to chat with them and thank them for the encouragement. We probably looked like a sorry bunch of travellers as we were all covered with mud from the wet ride. This pretty much ensured that our first order of work once we reached our destination was the washing of our bikes. They need to be looked after before we can think about ourselves, much the same as you would in the old days with your horse. We are pretty dependent on our bikes.
The Sunnyside CRC took care of our supper in a most delightful way and then offered us an opportunity to enjoy rootbeer floats and the 4th of July fireworks display.
We spent another day in the Sonora Desert. They grow a lot of grapes and hops in this area. I have had the joy of experiencing another 2 flats. It is good to have Paul with as he is an excellent tire repairman. Thank you Paul.
We have been getting our tanlines and most of us are burnt. We are now in and will spend the night in a park along the Columbia River. Very nice with established trees, a great local CRC (who have taken us to shop, launder, email etc), and lots of shade. We had our first celebration rally today with the Sunnyside and Kennewick CRC's. They served us a wonderful breakfast and lunch and had an inspiring message in the worship service. Tomorrow we will be leaving Washington and entering Oregon.
The body is truely an amazing entity.
The weather has been really hot, ranging from 90 to 110F. We have had 3 thunderstorms but only one of them lasted past 6am, so we have only had to ride in the rain once so far. Apparently they don't get much rain in this area. As Ellen Dekker of Zillah CRC said, "if it isn't irrigated, its brown." It does have a beauty that you don't see at home though. The greens and the browns contrast so vividly as the orchards and vineyards readily absorb all the water from the canals that the good people of Washington have painstakingly laid out. There is irrigation everywhere. We have even had the opportunity to be douced by the sprinkler systems as we lay in our tents at night, trying to sleep.
The Zillah CRC served us refreshments on Friday and it was there that I had my first flat. There seems to be a lot of broken glass along the roadside and seeing that cyclists have to ride along the edge and it was raining, the glass stuck to our tires and caused 22 flats. Halfway to Sunnyside, from Zillah we passed by some signs of encouragement from the Dekker family. As we zipped by we noticed that John and Ellen were sitting in their covered porch so we stopped and turned around to chat with them and thank them for the encouragement. We probably looked like a sorry bunch of travellers as we were all covered with mud from the wet ride. This pretty much ensured that our first order of work once we reached our destination was the washing of our bikes. They need to be looked after before we can think about ourselves, much the same as you would in the old days with your horse. We are pretty dependent on our bikes.
The Sunnyside CRC took care of our supper in a most delightful way and then offered us an opportunity to enjoy rootbeer floats and the 4th of July fireworks display.
We spent another day in the Sonora Desert. They grow a lot of grapes and hops in this area. I have had the joy of experiencing another 2 flats. It is good to have Paul with as he is an excellent tire repairman. Thank you Paul.
We have been getting our tanlines and most of us are burnt. We are now in and will spend the night in a park along the Columbia River. Very nice with established trees, a great local CRC (who have taken us to shop, launder, email etc), and lots of shade. We had our first celebration rally today with the Sunnyside and Kennewick CRC's. They served us a wonderful breakfast and lunch and had an inspiring message in the worship service. Tomorrow we will be leaving Washington and entering Oregon.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
rugged country
We have seen some beautiful countryside. If you ever have a chance to ride this trail, do so. It would also be stunning in a car, but of course if you want a 'real' view, you should take your bike. Especially the trail fom Ellensburg to Yakima. It had a lot of bike paths that kept us off of the road as well so we were fairly safe. Washington has a lot of very nice bike paths to follow.
It is definately warm here. By noon it is too hot to want to do anything. It saps the strenght right out of you. I am so ready to go to bed already and it isn't even 7pm.
Flat tires and injuries have been kept to a minimum. We have had a few instances of stitches and one concussion but everyone is doing well.
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Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Day 3
Hi All,
Remember when you were a kid and you would bring your bike up to the top of the biggest 'hill' you could find and then roll down the driveway without ever having to pedal. Well that is exactly what we have been doing. Only difference is we get to roll with our hands tightly gripping the handlebars, fingers curled over the brakes and legs perfectly still for 12 km before we have to pedal again. We try to keep our speeds down to 60km or less but it is very difficult.
The problem with going down such a big hill is that you must first go up. It was relatively easy when we brought our bikes up the highest point of the driveway but we have to pedal up these mountains. Very slowly. Not intentionally slow but the law of gravity enforces it. Yesterday we hit speeds of 7.9km an hour as we climbed 40 continuous km. It was oh so tiring and oh so hot. There were ice cold water falls flowing down the rocks walls beside us and snow on the ground but we were toasting. We stopped twice to take a quick shower in the falls and then continue on.
Today we had 2 of those climbs instead of just one. But that means double the fun when we're coming down. The scenery is breathtakingly beautiful!
Thank you for your continued prayers and support.
Paul and Teresa
Remember when you were a kid and you would bring your bike up to the top of the biggest 'hill' you could find and then roll down the driveway without ever having to pedal. Well that is exactly what we have been doing. Only difference is we get to roll with our hands tightly gripping the handlebars, fingers curled over the brakes and legs perfectly still for 12 km before we have to pedal again. We try to keep our speeds down to 60km or less but it is very difficult.
The problem with going down such a big hill is that you must first go up. It was relatively easy when we brought our bikes up the highest point of the driveway but we have to pedal up these mountains. Very slowly. Not intentionally slow but the law of gravity enforces it. Yesterday we hit speeds of 7.9km an hour as we climbed 40 continuous km. It was oh so tiring and oh so hot. There were ice cold water falls flowing down the rocks walls beside us and snow on the ground but we were toasting. We stopped twice to take a quick shower in the falls and then continue on.
Today we had 2 of those climbs instead of just one. But that means double the fun when we're coming down. The scenery is breathtakingly beautiful!
Thank you for your continued prayers and support.
Paul and Teresa
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