After getting turned around a bit leaving Longview, I was on my way to the Columbia River. My first view of it was from a road almost level with it. The river is to the left and to the right the terrain rises over 1,000 feet very quickly,with evidence of dramatic rock falls. The Columbia is a working river and suddenly a freighter is along side me. I tried in vain to keep pace with it for all of 3 minutes and then gave up before burning out my legs.
The route went up and down in a rolling fashion until about mile 27 (41 km). Then the road turned right going over a bridge to Puget Island. It was a three mile ride to a ferry to the Oregon shore. The ferry is a small open craft and the trip took all of 10 minutes.
Reaching the Oregon shore, problems began. The road rose 600 ft ( 200 m) in a couple of miles. There were several climbs after this, though none as steep Also, rain began blowing in from the Pacific. This created a shadow effect behind the hills. On the side of the hills away from the Pacific, I was climbing but dry. On the side of the hills facing the Pacific, it was a downhill run but very wet and windy. As a final insult, tendinitis struck my left knee rather hardly. Yesterday, I had noticed my saddle had slipped down a bit; a perfect set up for tendinitis. I adjusted the saddle this morning, but the damage had already been done. It was an uncomfortable ride at times.
I stopped for lunch at a diner in Knappa Junction It was brimming over with families celebrating Father’s Day. I had a late morning breakfast burrito and enjoyed the rest using it to catch up on emails and cheers.
Back on the road, I had only about 15 miles to Astoria. It was rather slow going, with one last big climb, but I made it into town before 3 o’clock
It would seem the effort was over, but there was work to be done. I dropped my gear at my hotel, removed a number of things from the bicycle frame including lights, the holder for my GPS and a few other add-ons, and rode the bike over to a local bike shop. I made arrangements for the shop to ship the bike back home. Once that was done, I felt I could relax a little and get a cup of coffee. But back at the hotel, I had to clean off the mud from the panniers, empty them out and begin to repack them. Later, I would still have to do laundry, but first I grabbed a burger and a couple of beers at a local bistro.
Once laundry was done, I soaked in the Jacuzzi in an effort to recover from a wonderful week of cycling.
60 miles or 96 km 11 months ago