After a fun filled weekend riding and being with our blogging friends, the weekend passed all too fast and soon it was time for everyone to go their separate ways. Most were heading home, while I was still on a touring vacation to points unknown.
When I started this journey I decided to just travel the fastest way to Baker City. I am riding alone and it just didn't make sense to take more time consuming backroads only to waste time when I had already driven them before. I left Vancouver around 6:15am and rode over 500 miles to arrive in Baker City, Oregon around 5pm . I only made two quick gas stops & two fast food stops. I like my large gas tank
There were a few firsts for me. The first time I am taking the fast route via major highways. I set my bike up for freeway travel. I installed highway pegs. I used a GEL pad which really helped with leg circulation and heat condensation within the male apparatus system. ie: I was not sweaty in the sensitive areas. I had purchased camping equipment; tent, self inflating sleeping pad, sleeping bag, MSR internationale stove and wanted to try it out and see how I liked it. Another reason for arriving one day early was that I knew Karen was camping and I needed the guidance of an experienced teacher. (co-incidently she is a teacher) I also received some input from Richard The campsite in Baker City was great. The temperatures were pleasant and I had a good experience camping for the first time. I even used my MSR stove to make coffee the next morning. So far I like camping, so long as I have a place with a shower and flush toilets - not those pit things
This was also the first time that I decided to venture on my own after our meeting and I wanted to see what it was like to have to make all my decisions for myself. I find that with no one else with me I tend NOT to eat anything and also I tend not to stop much. I rode the Aufderheide and didn't take any photos, nor was there anywhere to stop so I just kept riding.
This was also the first time that I did not book accommodations along the way so I was homeless wherever I ended up. I was keeping a sharp eye for campsites but only found RV sites where you hookup your own unit. There were no facilities for tents. I don't have a system but before I left home I installed some apps on my iphone; like priceline, hotwire and kayak. I also have apps for Holiday inn, Best Western & choice hotels. When I arrived in Eugene, OR I didn't know where to go so I did what most people would do, find a place with WiFi so McDonalds it was. I buy a beverage to pay for the WiFi and sit down with my phone to see what is available. I narrow down my options quickly and make a plan
At 65mph my bike gets good fuel mileage, but at 72 mph it starts to dwindle. I used 136.5 litres of fuel to travel 3,022. kilometers, so this works out to around 52.4 mi/US gallon. My bike worked flawlessly even in the 100°F heat of Hell's Canyon.
I had a few people ask about my foot. I was okay on the trip but a few days ago on Tuesday morning I woke up and could hardly walk. It was swollen again and I don't know why. It just happened for no reason. I endured it for a day before I took a celebrex and the next morning the swelling had reduced to about half. I took a photo but you really can't tell anything was wrong.
Also a few days ago I stubbed my toe, that's one of the things about being barefoot and walking like a duck
doesn't look too bad but I split the skin and it wouldn't stop bleeding
eventually it stopped and I got it cleaned up. For a while it really hurt. I couldn't wear shoes to work but luckily I had a pair of Keens
I hope everyone had a great time in Joseph/Enterprise and especially to our long distance riders; Richard, Erik & Karen . It was sad on Sunday after we had our group dinner as I knew we would be parting ways. I hope we can be together again sometime in the future.
Monday I woke up early as I decided to head WEST towards Bend, OR and I thought it made more sense to tag along with Troubadour & Trobairitz
I knew they would be leaving early so I thought it would be okay if I got at their Hotel before 6:30am. If their bikes were there I would just wait outside. If they were gone then I would hit the road and try to catch up. I know now that I would never have been able to catch up by the spirited way that Troubadour rides
judge for yourself and hang on like I did . . . (BTW: it was great to be following you know who all day long)