Riding the bike to Death Valley I passed another mileage sign to the nearest towns. This one was different though – at the bottom of it was San Diego 393 miles. Wow, my destination is less than a days drive away! Not my destination for that day, the one I’m going to wind down this phase of the trip to. Maybe that’s what got me thinking…
I think I was still in the Pacific Northwest west I got to the coast in Reedsport Oregon. Only 400 miles further south than I’d planned for. That’s chump change compared to the way I’ve been bouncing around lately. Most importantly, I’m glad I did make it over.
Independent, budget travel can create vast differences in expectations, and experiences in a short period of time. I had just such a swing over three days in southern Oregon. It all started around 4pm as I left Boise with a new chain and sprocket in my panniers on my way to Bend, Oregon.
Finishing 3 days of climbing in the backcountry didn’t change plans much as we simply moved down the Lake Louise campground to do the same thing. The main upside to this was the access to showers and restocking on groceries. Aside from that we were driving to the mountains instead of hiking to the nearest ones.
With Jana and my 3 day 2,200 mile sprint complete it was time to try to get back into boot mode. Not so easy after over 40 hours of riding. It was a 5 mile uphill climb to the site we used as a base camp for three nights along an easy path. Just what I needed to get loosened up.