Day 2
Slow Travel Movement
As for the clinical autopsy of the day, we had a severe climb out of base camp and then were so happy to see the road fall away from us down down down. We covered almost 30 miles in just over 2 hours which compared to yesterdays arduous climbing stage was relief. There were sections where we were able to hold a steady 18mph getting ever nearer our destination. But it is not the destination but the journey right? That is what they say and the journey was a ever changing kaleidoscope of patterns, colors, and temperatures. We started out bundled up head to toe with a departure temperature of around 40f, by mid afternoon we were up to 104! The landscape changed from lush pine forest to dry arid grass land to every more arid high desert, with landscape of jagged rock walls rising up all around. The journey was spectacular, as when you ride a bike the energy and feeling of the surrounding area has time to seep into your bones. There is the so called "slow food"movement, well I would call this the slow travel movement. You feel and smell every change, you come to understand what the hill really means, what it wants you to know. The land has a story to tell in the whispers of every curve and every hill, that are obfuscated when floating by at the hyper speed provided by automated transportation. Slow travel is a sublime visceral experience which can and will change you.
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| Towards the end of our last climb the landscape just went berserk! |
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| The unique hexagonal formation of Basalt lava, just outside of Madras |
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| Taking a 10 minute ice bath for the legs in the river! |
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| Heading down into Warm Spring OR. |
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| In fact this was lunch. |
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| Sandra getting ready for her plunge into the ice cold water. |
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| A final look back on Mt Hood |
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| Sandra with Mt Hood in the background. |
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