Words beginning with the letter 'H' describe the memorable parts of this day. H for humbling: the route put us on a country road right out of Cascade Locks (to keep us off the interstate as long as possible), and it was so steep at one point that even Dave had to walk his bike. It's a given that I did, too. H for harrowing: We then rode on I-84 for 11 miles. Heavy traffic, narrow shoulder in places, and, of course, some road construction. The upside was the tailwind, so at least we could speed along. Out of Hood River, we rode on the Historic Columbia River Hwy State Trail, which was great. Then another harrowing experience: high winds on a spectacular road which was hilly with many switchbacks. The crosswinds and headwinds were very scary. Just outside The Dalles, we stopped at a museum, and there was a special exhibit about John Fremont, who was an explorer, soldier, and politician. And for KC folks, he was married to Thomas Hart Benton's daughter. I didn't know that.
Almost forgot. We rode through the tiny town of Mosier, where the train carrying crude oil derailed a couple of weeks ago. The lady in the ice cream shop right across the street from the tracks said there was no wind while the oil burned, so they were very, very lucky.
Sorry, no pictures. I'm having no luck with them.
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