Monday, August 4, 2014

Day 74 - Alturas, CA to Susanville, CA

Originally, we were supposed to bike about 87 miles from Alturas to Cassel. But wildfires in the area have caused a great deal of damage and the roads leaving Cassel were closed so we had to reroute to Susanville instead, adding over 30 miles to the ride. And as it turned out this ride was the most up and down we've had all summer. We started with a flat section for the first 20 miles but then hit 5 peaks, the last just 9 miles from the host. I felt like I was climbing all day long and I am really proud of myself for conquering such a difficult day; I'm still in high spirits knowing how close I am to the coast now. Because the reroute was very last minute, we didn't know what we were going to do regarding food and a place to stay. I want to give the people of Susanville many thanks for providing for us in a big way on such short notice. They showed us extreme interest and generosity and we were all very happy to have a hot meal and an air-conditioned building to sleep in.   
Things I thought at the top of Adin Pass (elevation 5,173 feet):
1. I really hope this is the last pass I have to bike on this trip.
2. I'm riding toward the sun. Why am I riding toward the sun? EAST IS THE WRONG WAY!
Well, Adin Pass wasn't exactly the last pass of the trip. In fact, we peaked 4 more times on today's ride alone! 
The junkyard gang joined us for part of today's ride! This roadside art was seriously amazing and totally pumped me up. There were bicycles and an American flag. One of the crew only needs to have a hammer and then the Bike & Build theme would be complete.
Certain parts of Modoc National Forest had been devastated by previous wildfires. The grasses and smaller shrubs had grown back but the trees were completely lifeless, some of them even toppled over and mangled looking. The contrast between the forest that hadn't been burned and the forest that had was astounding.  
I celebrated the last climb of the day, Antelope Summit, by prancing around like an antelope. Naturally... 
The original re-route plan was to camp out at Hobo Camp, near the Susan River. Instead we were offered last minute to stay at the local Methodist church. Still we went to the campsite for a cookout dinner provided by the Rotary Club and some people took "showers" in the river.
I opted, instead, for an equally cold hose shower. If I have to use freezing cold water, it's at least going to be clean cold water. Can you see the pounds I've put on? My quads are much larger than when I began this endeavor. 
HAPPY BIRTHDAY NOAH!
The Catty Corner:
Q: A Mexican fireman had two sons. What did he name them?
A: Hosea and Hoseb.

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