Monday July 12, 2010

The enthusiasm is starting to wane. It is harder to get out of bed every morning. Again, though we prepare for launch. Leaving Way Fare Campground we’re back on the Crow Highway with Jude calling out from the back, “Car, Car, Car…”After five miles of easy peddling we start a six mile climb of 2000 ft.

What a great way to start the day’s journey. After finally reaching the top we start the long coast downhill before coming to a screeching halt when Rob’s shirt worked it’s way out of his pack and conveniently into his rear sprocket and disk break. After removing his shirt from his break and sprocket we’re on our way again.

Plans were to make today’s trip short and easy. Easy went out when we did the six mile climb, short went out when we got lost trying to find Pam and Darrel at our new camp site. After several exchanges of expletives over the walkie-talkie Pam and Lambo decided on a new place to meet. We had to add an extra nine miles to our day’s trip and Pam and Darrel had to pull up camp…again.

After five miles….again, we start another long descent through the woods, with Rob leading the way and Lambo drafting him we speed around a curve to see a log in the road ahead. The log moves, then moves again, then moves again. The log turns out to be three mountain lions taking dust bathes in the road. After collecting our wits we realize there are three of them and five of us. They could be waiting in the woods now who is going to bring up the rear as we speed through their territory?

Finally we round a curve and cross a bridge and there like an oasis in the dessert is Pam and Darrel setting up camp. Darrel tried to catch supper for us but with the size of his catch we couldn’t make hors de vores A trip of 30 miles turned into 51. DA DADA DAHHH.
After a few beverages, a supper of chicken breasts sautéed pepper, onions, cheese and beans the hearty takes bathes in the river 38 degrees, then retire for the night. Hoping our friends in the woods don’t come for a visit. Here kitty, kitty,