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| Let's break this thing into thirds. The first 38 miles before first lunch were so great. Logan and Joel asked me to ride with them and I had a great time hanging out. The terrain was mostly flat. Sometimes it would look like a hill was coming up but then the highway would take a sudden turn and we would avoid it. At about mile 25 we descended into the Snake River Canyon. As we rode into lunch my mood was immediately deflated because I saw an ambulance and a police car surrounded by a bunch of Bike & Builders. (Keep reading to find out what happened. Spoiler alert: everyone is okay.) The next 32 miles were equally amazing. I rode with Tom, Noah, and Dunphy. And I may or may not have completed the naked mile tradition. (Sorry, no photographic evidence.) I felt great rolling into second lunch and was super excited to finish the ride. Unfortunately, the last 25 miles were AWFUL. Strong headwinds slowed me down so much and I ended up so frustrated that I was screaming obscenities into the wind as I rode into town alone. |
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| Seriously, this field... It's amazing. And purple, which is my signature color. So naturally I fell in love with it. |
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| Canyons are to mountains as troughs are to crests. Hence, I took a reverse summit picture at the bottom of the canyon. |
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| Marine was hit by a car today. The car was crossing over the the main road from a side street and didn't properly stop at the stop sign. Once again, she walked away from the accident on her own with only superficial cuts and bruises. Unfortunately, her bike was totaled. Hopefully, a bike shop in Boise will be able to hook her up. |
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| For lunch I ate from the Taco Man taco truck which happened to be in the middle of nowhere and featured Idaho potato tacos. What a brilliant idea! |
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| While you guys are at home playing Oregon Trail on your computers and dying from dysentery, I'm out here riding right beside the real Oregon Trail. The Oregon Trail is a 2,200-mile historic east-west large wheeled wagon route and emigrant trail that connected the Missouri River to valleys in Oregon. The Oregon Trail was laid by fur trappers and traders from about 1811 to 1840 and was used by about 400,000 settlers, ranchers, farmers, miners, and businessmen and their families. |
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| When I said that the headwinds were bad I meant that we actually rode through a wind farm for 15 miles. Really?! Why? Just why. |
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| I don't know if you know this already but today was CHRISTMAS (in July)! At family meeting we exchanged gifts secret-Santa style. We were assigned a person about 3 weeks ago and had to either find an item or purchase one under $3. I got a dinosaur and a note with "EXCELLENT" stickers from Safety Katie. |
The Catty Corner:
Sarah K: "You're supposed to find out who gave it to you. It was me."
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