Rockport WA to Winthrow WA

Woof. Mountains are hard.

Strava Post

Started the day in Rockport, rolled mostly flat to Diablo, at which point it's just kind of gradually (and occasionally less gradually) uphill for like... 25 miles? I don't know. It was uphill for a long, long time it felt like. Strava claims Rainy Pass is about 18 miles and took me 1:45; seems about right for the first bit. Washington Pass is down and back up again after that, and Strava claims another 30 minutes there; 2:15 up two hills on the day was a LOT.

The good news is, from the top of Washington Pass to the Mazama Store (like 20 miles away) is pretty much all downhill. So I coasted there, drank a coke, bought some cookies, and got back on the bike.

Got into Winthrop around 6:15, ate a fast snack, showered, and got all ready to roll into town for a burger at the Old Schoolhouse and discovered that I didn't have the key to my bike lock. Or, you know, any keys. Guessing they're in the garage door from when I went in to find a bungee cord; gonna mail my useless, heavy bike lock back to Seattle tomorrow.

Found coin-op laundry, so that's running now, and once the wash is done, I'm going to head back to my room (the Virginian, which is totally adequate for "gonna pass out ASAP"), hang things up to dry, and decide between second dinner at East 20 Pizza and sleep.

Tomorrow: Wilbur, WA, via Pateros instead of whatever Forest Service road Google maps thinks I should take. Yes, Google, I would like to add 5 miles to the route instead of a 1300 foot climb on roads that look suspiciously unpaved. 







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