The Climb

Stage 3!

"Good morning Baltimore," no wait, this is Creston...

I had a 'mooing' competition with the cows, pretty safe to say that I won.

Stage 3 is complete, Creston - Salmo, 86km. Yes, that may seem like it is much shorter than the past two days, but really it felt much further. Creston to Salmo is a mountain pass, meaning I rode 41km up, and I mean up. I have never ridden up a hill, or mountain that big before. The last kilometer before the summit, I was only going 9.5km/hr. I had to stop about half a kilometer from the summit because the white line on the side of the road was moving...it wasn't actually moving. Today was a hard day, really hard, but I rode the whole thing.

I made it to the top, and some how managed to do this to.

Going down, well that is a different story. That was so much fun, I have never gone down a hill that long before, it was fast. I had to switch to my mountain bike because the shoulders on the way down are not always so road bike friendly, but I still went about 55-65km/hr the whole way down.

Today's shout-outs go out to: the guy who stopped me on the way up to the summit to donate $10, the semis and cars that gave me encouraging honks, the other cyclist I shared the shoulder with that I managed to pass twice on the way up (he was slow, but carrying about 50lbs of gear on his bike) and obviously my mom!

Yay!