After fixing my rear tire (twice) before breakfast, we headed out on a pleasant morning across wheat fields and climbed steadily away from Pendleton, seeing deer charging up ridges, and being watched by bulls. We "braved" a 1/3 mile gravel road for a scenic overlook, which you see behind me and my roommate (Jason, a 37 year old a couple years out of a marriage without children, whose dogs are staying with his parents while he's on this trip...sound familiar?).
Beautiful wooded gently rolling roads stretched along parts of the Oregon Trail with some nice historical markers and a wagon, which Lisa was particularly excited about.
Unfortunately, Lisa took a spill shortly thereafter. She suffered a concussion and a broken pelvis, but she's doing well and is "weight-bearing-as-tolerated" as they say in the business. This means she can walk as much as she can, limited only by discomfort. She's headed home tomorrow, but will ride again.
The rest of the ride to Baker City, Oregon was uneventful. We did cross the 45th Parallel (that's Jonathan from Australia, a major Pac Tour veteran), and had views of the Wallowas and the Blue Mountains.
My dad, Art, flew in from Seattle this afternoon and we're bunking together after a great dinner with a bunch of riders at the local brew pub in Baker City.
Oh, today was 100 miles.
Keep on going Jay! We wil be heading to the Wallowas in about one week. Pictures look beautiful.
ReplyDeleteKudos to Arturo for making another flyby to visit his younster. How much range does that plane have?
ReplyDeleteWow! I wish I could leap in my plane and stop by for dinner with you. Thanks for all the details and pictures. And, like Connie, I'm riding my bike to work this month too. Oh, wait, I work at home . . .
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I hope Lori told you that she and I won the 45th parallel sprint - albeit in the van on the way to the hospital - but we won!! Lisa
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