Tour2009

Tour 2009: day 13

I awoke to mist, cool air and the incessant, though congenial, chatter from the transient lady a couple sites over. It was going to be a long day so I got myself going in short order. I made a quick stop at the Fred Meyers for batteries so my blinkies would be maximal for all this fog and then headed out of town. Once across the bridge I opted for the official OR route as…

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Tour2009

Tour 2009: day 12

When I woke up around 7am it was already getting warm. It was clear blue skies and looking to be a hot day. Figuring that it was going to be a hot day I slathered on the sunblock and set off fairly early. The first few miles wound through a canyon followed by a bit of a climb back to the bluffs above the coast. The route was going to be along the coast all day today…

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Tour2009

Tour 2009: day 11

It was clear blue skies and already hot when I left my hotel room to get my free continental breakfast. You’d think the very concept of touring cyclists would give the providers of a self serve breakfast pause, but the various plus sized patrons groaning plates made my portion seem downright modest. I had washed my clothes in the sink the night before but it had not fully dried overnight, so after breakfast I walked…

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Tour 2009: day 10

It had rained a bit overnight by the day was merely overcast upon my waking. At this point I had a choice: I needed to get some tubes and there was a bike shop a few miles back in Florence or 42 miles ahead in North Bend. I still had one spare and my patch kit so I chose to go forward. It was overall pretty easy riding today, high clouds, not much wind and…

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Tour 2009: day 9

There is a huge group of tourons at the campsite tonight, 11 in total including three I’d seen at the last camp, the three beerhounds and a family of four. We ended up talking until late around the campfire so I’m going to keep it brief here. There isn’t too much to tell anyway as it rained all day. The day dawned cool and misty and as I left camp began to drizzle. I made…

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Tour 2009: day 8

The day dawned damp, overcast and quite foggy. Eager to return to the road after my day off I got up early and quickly packed up. I was nearly out of fuel for my little alcohol stove so I thought I’d only be able to make coffee. However it turned out to have enough juice to boil water aplenty for the last of my instant oatmeal as well. A hot breakfast is always welcome. It…

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Tour 2009: day 7

Today was a rest day where I took a break from cycling and hiked around Cape Lookout instead. In keeping with the theme I’ll make this a short entry as well. Being so close to the ocean means that the sounds of the surf dominates everything. I find thus tremendously soothing and it lulled me to sleep last night. Not having anything on the docket for today I lolled about in the tent then had…

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Tour 2009: day 6

Today’s tale begins and ends on beaches on the Oregon Coast seperated by 60 miles of pedaling. The first beach was Cannon which I walked for a half an hour or so before I checked out of my hotel. It was beautiful on the beach with scattered clouds and yes, sun. Already throngs were on the beach, they always seem to be pretty crowded. After my short stroll I checked out of my hotel. I’d…

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Tour 2009: day 5

I was awoken around six by howling winds;  hoping it’d die down I went back to sleep. At eight the wind is, if anything, worse now with lashing rain. This is bad news as I have to cross the Astoria-Megler Bridge today. So I lingered at Cape Disappointment:  I took a shower, leisurely made breakfast and packed up. I went to the camp store for espresso and then hit the Lewis & Clark Interpretive center.…

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Tour 2009: day 4

I was awoken in the night by the sound of light rain hitting my tent. It was still plenty early so I was able to sleep on. The sound of rain on the tent is one of life’s true joys though. Of course a pleasure that one wants to sparingly indulge in; a few days of rain per tour will suffice. Later I was again woken by this incredible cacophony of bird calls. Most of…

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