Mysteriously, I ended up with a flat tire prior to arriving into Seattle. Odd. After finding a backwoods route into Oakridge, Oregon, we were saddened to find that the highway was impassable due to snow. (I think they should've closed the highway where we started south).
In Florence, Oregon, we found a bike shop. Purchased a new tube, was told I'd "regret it if you don't get a new tire" but that didn't matter in the end. The next day, after Ellen drove me quite a ways south, I'd nearly made it all the way back to Seaside (at The Tides) when the 'new' tire failed and I flatted seven miles out from the hotel. Just as well; I've never been outside in heavier rain and my arms and ankles were going numb.
Good thing Ellen was awake when I called for a ride back to the hotel.
There were a couple of big(ger) climbs to contend with. Nothing like the climb up Seymour (Dayna) but still quite a bit larger than anything I've climbed around here lately. The first climb was the longest and averaged about 7% on the way up.
A look at the max speed portion of the above link shows over 62 mph, certainly the fastest I've ever gone on a bike.
Was thinking of Arnold and how (should he purchase a new bike) would've enjoyed the riding in Oregon. That's a rugged coastline. Dark grey most of the time that we were there though and the heaviest rain I've ever seen.
Must return in the warmer months, especially to give the Will AMM Ette Scenic Biway a try.
Spending one night in Oakridge made me want to invest in a sturdy compound bow and somehow fit it to my bike.
Mysteriously, I ended up with a flat tire prior to arriving into Seattle. Odd. After finding a backwoods route into Oakridge, Oregon, we were saddened to find that the highway was impassable due to snow. (I think they should've closed the highway where we started south).
ReplyDeleteIn Florence, Oregon, we found a bike shop. Purchased a new tube, was told I'd "regret it if you don't get a new tire" but that didn't matter in the end. The next day, after Ellen drove me quite a ways south, I'd nearly made it all the way back to Seaside (at The Tides) when the 'new' tire failed and I flatted seven miles out from the hotel. Just as well; I've never been outside in heavier rain and my arms and ankles were going numb.
Good thing Ellen was awake when I called for a ride back to the hotel.
There were a couple of big(ger) climbs to contend with. Nothing like the climb up Seymour (Dayna) but still quite a bit larger than anything I've climbed around here lately. The first climb was the longest and averaged about 7% on the way up.
A look at the max speed portion of the above link shows over 62 mph, certainly the fastest I've ever gone on a bike.
Was thinking of Arnold and how (should he purchase a new bike) would've enjoyed the riding in Oregon. That's a rugged coastline. Dark grey most of the time that we were there though and the heaviest rain I've ever seen.
Must return in the warmer months, especially to give the Will AMM Ette Scenic Biway a try.
Spending one night in Oakridge made me want to invest in a sturdy compound bow and somehow fit it to my bike.