Monday, July 6, 2009

day 8 - humbug mountain

60 miles today. It's warmer here. I'm taking it a bit easy to let my joints cool off. They should be better soon; I can feel it. I rode with Karli and TramAnh today. Karli is a PhD candidate at Stanford and TramAnh works at a bike shop in Santa Cruz. We climbed Seven Devils road out of Charleston, named - rightfully - for the seven gasping hills. The weight of my packs pulled me down as I searched for a tolerant gear to climb in. 'CLICK' better... 'CLICK' almost there. Then the shifter wouldn't click anymore. I was out of gears. It just plugged and wouldn't move as if taunting my pain. At times I swerved up the road to lessen the grade. After nearly 20 miles of 'devils' we got through, muscles still stinging like the bite of a mosquito caught in the act and now dead in your palm. Port Orford brought ocean views that resemble Easter Island statues poking up a hundred feet out of the water breaking the waves.
Tomorrow is the last day in Oregon. Its coast is like nothing I could have imagined.
-niko (by port orford)

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