We headed up towards Patterson Pass. Have I told you before what a mean pass that is? So as you would expect you go up but just as you think your legs are about die on you, and you are ready to stop and walk, it gets even steeper. Add to that nasty winds and it becomes real fun. Of course some of us are better trained than others. Joyce, the one responsible for me doing the challenge route, was riding next to me as if there was no hill or wind at all. Oh, and did I mention she is 4 years older than I am? Gosh, this woman is just freaking amazing! How I made it to the top is beyond me. I think I did not want Joyce to see what a wimp I was so I kept on going. Once at the top we decided not to stop but just go down before the weather got really nasty. This is a very windy area even on calm days. There is a reason why they planted all those windmills there. Take that, add unpredictable gusts and my sincere dislike of descents and you have a picture of me clutching my bike and praying that I get down in one piece and not caring one little bit if Joyce saw me as a wimp or not. Last year, I think, one lady had a very serious crash there and had to be airlifted to the hospital --- I was so glad I was told that story. Right!
I am sorry but I don't have any photos of our ride to share. It is a bit difficult to bike and shoot pictures, you know.
|This is the site for my next Halloween|
|Don't you just want to sit on that branch and look at the views?|
|I am posting it here because... it smelled so nice|
|I call this home|