Day 4—June 22, 2006—Kah-Nee-Ta to
Prineville, OR—60 miles—3969’ climb
Kah-Nee-Ta
High Desert Resort was a great place to stay, but somewhat of a logistical
challenge for the staff to get all of
the vans in the right place and to get our supplies and support vehicles
organized. It was quite a hike to our rooms and the trek involved elevators.
But, no one was complaining, and the motel staff was as gracious and
accommodating as they were last year, helping riders with their bags and gear,
holding the door for us to enter with our luggage and bikes, hustling food out
when hot trays emptied at dinner and breakfast, and even providing a special
parking garage for the triple, which is as long as a limo. I think everyone
enjoyed their stay . . . especially if they grabbed a post-ride bite in the
resort or casino restaurant, shopped in the unique gift shop, got to the pool,
won some wampum at the casino, or sat around the huge fireplace and used the
wireless function on their computers.
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Christine climbing out of the canyon |
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The group I was riding with posing hopefully before a Stud Service sign |
Our SAG stop
today was in a small park in Madras opposite the Chamber of Commerce. As in years past, they very graciously offered up
their immaculate bathrooms to riders. All of Madras
was in mourning for their native son, Andy Tucker, who had recently been
kidnapped and killed in Iraq .
Flags flew at half mast and every business had signs of condolence to the
Tucker family and memorials to Andy. In fact the fence near the SAG stop had
become a memorial to Andy, people leaving cards and signs and flowers.
I rode free
all day, so after fueling at the SAG, Michelle swapped ride duties with
Christine, and Michelle and I started out together to cover the last 30 miles
or so, most of this stretch on a long,
desolate highway that contained endless rollers until the last 10 miles to
Prineville, which were -- yeehaw!! -- downhill. It was very dry and scrubby
desert along the way, so hard to believe that we were so hot and dry when in
every direction were magnificent snow covered peaks .
Tomorrow we ride 117 miles to John
Day . Talk to you again after the ride.
OVERHEARD ON
THE ROAD TODAY:
- “That climb lasted longer than a presidential campaign.”
- “With the heat, my afternoon pace plummeted to Sun City tricyclist level.”
- “What? The miles we rode today are only half the miles we will ride tomorrow?”
SHOW & TELL: Many of us were awed by a large group of wild horses that thundered by on the right, then crossed the road in front of us and continued down the canyon on the left side of the road. Tracey and Annie exited a DQ to find that both had flat tires (strange forces at work here). Michelle saw a small prairie dog colony. There were some interesting road kills, too, including two roadkilled white-tailed deer.
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