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Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Day 81: Dixie Summit Campground, OR to Dayville, OR (56 miles, 3966 total)

Well, since he is our big motivation for doing this ride for the FFB, it seems only natural to have him write a journal entry or two. So without further adieu, I bring you the man, Rebus Bonning... -Jeff

What a day, what a day, what a day! This is what bike touring should always be like. We awoke to a chilly morning and a quiet campground. after a breakfast of peanut butter on a variety of starchy products we packed up and headed off. A short climb to the top of Dixie Pass (5277 feet) helped warm us but that was quickly erased during the 10 mile descent. We made a stop in Prarie City to dump our trash (pack it in pack it out as I like to say), Jeff said I looked like a hobo with dirty socks, a pair of boxers and a bag of trash strapped to the back of my bike. He and AK have ridiculed me into a state of submission in less than 2 days, I hope they are happy! Just kidding.

The majority of today's riding was flat, smooth, and fast as we rolled through a low valley along the John Day River. We ate breakfast #2 in John Day (the town not the river) at which point we were almost half way to our destination. From John Day we continued to cruise along cattle ranches and past farms as the scenery changed back towards the dry desert like terrain of Baker City. Except for the areas surrounding the river the hills have become dry and dotted with small pine trees and shrubs.

The highlights for the second half of the day include some trout roadkill, the first I have ever seen, and a pile of bleached deer bones along the side of the road. They don't look they have moved since Bambi was hit and as a result they were in showroom quality, I thought about bringing them back for my dad (the bio teacher) but then decided against it.

Our stopping point for the day was Dayville. First things first, it was 2:30 and we wanted lunch. We scored provisions for lunch and dinner at the only game in town, the local mercantile. Lunch was a Bonning camping classic, salami, cheese, dijon mustard on triscuts. After lunch we bought ice cream and beer and headed down to the river for some tasty refreshments and cooling off. The river is more of a crick but we did see some tiny fish jump and even some crawdads. With such a fast day of riding, we hade plenty of time to relax this afternoon and it was great. After plenty of soaking and beer we headed back up to the Presbyterian Church for bike tune-ups and a charming dinner of "pitros" (see journal entry from day 9, Troutville, Virginia). All in all it was a great day of fast miles, short hours and river beer.

As for me, I feel good with minimal aches and pains. The Lemond Nate lent me is running well and will more than get the job done. As for my riding partners, I am impressed, they have this down to a science; from packing camp to picking the route to making dinner they pull it off with ease. I am pretty stoked to be here with them.



At August 03, 2005 11:08 PM, Anonymous said...

Salami, Cheese, Mustard on cracker with ice cream and beer is what I call a nutritious meal! Can't believe it's been over 80 days....Amazing.... -Jen Yen

At August 04, 2005 3:08 AM, Anonymous said...

The"science" of riding is giving the flunky jobs to the new guy-TAB

At August 04, 2005 9:31 AM, Anonymous said...

Not far now...stay safe and enjoy the last few days to the Pacific!
What you've accomplished is really amazing...

-Mike & Jill

At August 04, 2005 11:21 AM, Anonymous said...

Ah, Rebus' long anticipated arrival. I feel sorry for AK. Long few days ahead for her...



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