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July 31, 1999

TRUCK RIDE

Today didn't turn out like I had hoped it would when I started out from Vernal, Utah. For the past couple of days, I noticed that the headset was getting loose again. I had been told that this might happen after some of the excess headset grease came out. I hadn't been able to locate a bike shop and I knew that the next one wouldn't till either Craig or Steamboat Springs, Colorado.

Because of the headset problem it took a little longer than I planned to ride the thirty-one miles to the Colorado state line. I crossed into Colorado around 11:50 a.m. Once passed the state line, the roads in Colorado were a lot better it seemed to me because there wasn't the continuous rumble strip that wobbled from one side of the shoulder to the next. I wondered if the person driving the vehicle that made the strips was a little drunk when he made the strip.

I was getting a bit concerned about the headset more and more. It would be at least a hundred miles to Craig. I didn't think that I could make it safely so I decided to see if I could get a ride.

In about an hour and a half and seven miles walked including a flat tire that needed to be fixed, I finally got a ride with somebody with a pickup truck. A father and his two sons were going to Craig to attend a wedding. There wasn't any room in the cab so I had to sit in the back of the truck with the bike.

It was really strange speeding along the highway over sixty-five miles per hour sitting backwards to the direction you was going. I'm glad that I was able to get the ride since there wasn't really any good place to stop along the way.

We got into Craig around 3:50 p.m. We were able to find the local bike shop but I missed them by just eight minutes according to the sign and there was no emergency numbers listed. Steamboat Springs was another fourty miles and I would try to get there after church tomorrow.

I found my way over to the police station to see if they could help me get in contact with a minister. I was surprised when they told me that they had gotten in contact with the local ministerial alliance who had offered to get me a room for the night at the local Holiday Inn on the west end of town.




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August 03, 1999

BERTHOUD PASS

I had a pretty good night at the Y.M.C.A. Snow Mountain Ranch outside of Tabernash, Colorado. The only problem was the paper thin walls. I got on the road around 7:20 a.m. for the ride into Tabernash. There was a good bike path to follow between Fraser and White Park. The fourteen miles after White Park were pretty good because the climb was gradual.

It got a bit tricky because the road started to take switchbacks and there wasn't any shoulder. I thought that it would be best for me to walk some. After walking about five and a half miles, I was able to get back on the bike to ride the remaining miles up to the top of Berthoud Pass.

It was around 12:30 p.m. when I got to the top of the Pass. The sign read 11,315 feet (over 2.14 miles above sea level). This was the highest I had ever cycled. It was great that there was a tour group around so that somebody could take a picture of me and the bike next to the elevation sign. I didn't stay long because the temp. was only in the forties.

Berthould Pass had been discovered by Capt. B.L. Berthoud on May 12, 1861. It was surveyed by Berthoud and Jim Bridger in July 1861. A toll road was opened over the Pass in 1874 and the present highway was completed in 1923.

It was a tricky ride down the other side of the pass to Empire. There were a lot of switchbacks and some portions of the highway were under construction. There were several times when I had to slow down to almost a crawl because of dirt across the road and even flowing water. During the first six miles, I must have lost about three thousand feet of elevation.

When I got into Empire, I had a big rush of excitement. I had to call some friends in Americus, Georgia that I had made it across the Contintal Divide at one of it's highest points. It would be downhill from now on pretty well through the rest of Colorado.




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