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We climbed, then descended an amazing gravel road, passing a waterfall on a creek and some pretty ranches and country, eventually arriving at a paved section.
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Dwayne, James and Swami |
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Me and Dwayne |
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I added a RandiJo Fab / Good Bike Co coozie to my collection |
We remembered that we needed to get some food, with a serious beer buzzes in our brains. James recommended the sandwich place next door, we remembered that we needed to charge our electronics and quickly stuffed a bunch of adapters and devices in the outlets behind the shop, as they were closing up. We got sandwiches both to go and for the moment, got some groceries, shopping in a daze and remembering half of what we needed and buying things we didn't.
Some jerk in a big Dodge pickup “rolled coal” on me in town. I gave him a big thumbs up. Andreas left early, getting a big head start. The rest of us took off in a big hurry up the beginning of the climb out of Prineville, looking for a national Forest campsite anywhere starting 12 mi from town. This is where people were really hurting, the pace was a bit uneven, and a few riders were starting to doubt themselves. We'd done a long day to Prineville, and some were having various physical problems. We caught Andreas and gently climbed the remaining, uphill miles out of town. It was getting cold and dark and late, and we finally arrived at the National Forest boundary, immediately picking the first flat spot we saw, carrying our bikes over a low gap in a rail fence and putting down tents for the night.
We were in a damp, dry creek canyon with steep sides that caused an early sunset, and we knew it would be a very cold night. We ate leftover sandwiches and continued consuming our heavy load of For Rock water, most of us having neglected to fill any in Prineville.
Some jerk in a big Dodge pickup “rolled coal” on me in town. I gave him a big thumbs up. Andreas left early, getting a big head start. The rest of us took off in a big hurry up the beginning of the climb out of Prineville, looking for a national Forest campsite anywhere starting 12 mi from town. This is where people were really hurting, the pace was a bit uneven, and a few riders were starting to doubt themselves. We'd done a long day to Prineville, and some were having various physical problems. We caught Andreas and gently climbed the remaining, uphill miles out of town. It was getting cold and dark and late, and we finally arrived at the National Forest boundary, immediately picking the first flat spot we saw, carrying our bikes over a low gap in a rail fence and putting down tents for the night.
We were in a damp, dry creek canyon with steep sides that caused an early sunset, and we knew it would be a very cold night. We ate leftover sandwiches and continued consuming our heavy load of For Rock water, most of us having neglected to fill any in Prineville.
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