05/28 What’s all that white stuff? I can’t even remember the last time I saw snow. The highest elevation I reached was 8381 feet and there was quite a bit of it in isolated pockets next to the road. No big snow drifts that needed my plowing services though. Tomorrow I should hit 9033 feet at Granite Pass so there’ll be lot’s there I’m sure.
Along the way there were some great views back down into Dayton and surronding area. You never really appreciate how far you ridden until you look behind you. Right at the start of climb a guy on a road bike (pedal) whizzed past me on his way up the mountain. I was chugging along at a brisk 5.7 mph at the time. I don’t even think he had any water with him. I had 3 bottles filled plus about 6 liters in my MSR bag (about 4 bottles worth). It turns out I could have gotten away with a little less water. I only used the 3 bottles and a little from the bag. With water I’d rather have than have not though. Besides when you are carrying 80 lbs up a mountain what’s another 8 lbs? One guy in a pickup did slow down and asked if I needed any which was cool. Everyone else probably thought I was nuts. I never did get cold except when I started going downhill toward the end so all I had on was a bike t-shirt and shorts (and my sandals).
The views so far have been nice but some major construction ruined a lot of it. I asked one of the guys what they were building and he said they were widening the road. For the amount of traffic that road gets it sounds to me like some back room antics took place between the owner of the construction company and the state. There’s just no reason to widen the road unless they are planning on building some commercial developments at the top which is actually kind of what it looked like. A McDonald’s would be perfect. 70% of the vehicles that passed were construction trucks. A did see one Bud Light truck that I wanted to hijack.
The campground here is just how I remember camping in the mountains from when I was a kid. Crisp mountain air, smell of pine trees, rushing water from a nearby creek… all I need is a cup of Folgers.
No water but I have enough and I could always filter some if need be. Plume Creek is right behind me. Too bad I didn’t have a fly fishing rod (and a fishing license and knew how to fly fish).
Might get down into the 30′s tonight. Time to bust out the cold weather clothes again. Maybe the black bear roaming around here stealing food will keep me warm. All my food should cram into my Ursack bear bag so I’ll just leave it laying out away from my tent. I’d could hoist it all in my pannier to a tree limb but I’ll save that for if it rains (bear bag is not waterproof–pannier is).
Met my first long-distance runner at the CG in Dayton yesterday. Sue runs 50K races through the mountains around here. She’s also 60 (please don’t hate me for that Sue). If I can run 1K when I’m 60 I’ll be happy. Really nice lady. Her web site is runtrails.net.

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