Saturday, October 12, 2013
Brandon, OR to Gold Beach, OR
55.5 SCENIC Miles
If you wish to travel far, travel light. Take off all of your envies, jealousies, unforgiveness, selfishness and fears.
The published agenda today: rolling hills through pastureland. The reality: a bit more rolling than Joe was expecting.
Mile 23: Joe says, ” I wanna see the profile” after ascending a long climb. The slope was fine; for some reason, Joe expected flats.
We stop at Port Orford, 26 miles in, and evaluate our options: stay or go another 29 miles. Joe asks the waitress if there are motels in town. I warn Joe that the climbs will be both more numerous and steeper. His choice: continue on to Gold Beach. He asks if there is anything in between. Nothing, except beautiful oceanfront vistas; clearly these are not what he is hoping for.
Mile 36: we have ascended yet another hill. He looks at me and states that in the next couple of days we should have a low mileage day. Problem: we have not even reached the steepest climb of the day and we have 20 more miles to go.
Each day at the halfway point, we have the option to spend the night or go further. These are still the easy stages; today I rode up all the hills. What will happen when the going really gets tough? I do not know what will happen when we reach the truly challenging riding.
I cannot make the West Coast flat; I cannot change the weather.
Instead, I savor each view and each moment; the scenery and the route are phenomenal. Life is good.
I appreciate the incredible gifts around me.
Fun Facts:Established in 1895, the Gold Beach and the Rogue River US Postal Service Rural River Mail Route to Agness, is the site of one of only two remaining US Postal Service rural river routes; the other is on the Salmon River in Idaho.
The Art Deco Rogue River Bridge was designed by Conde McCullough, who was responsible for much of the original design of Highway 101 when it opened in the early 1930’s .The bridge is a National Historic Place and a National Historic Civil Engineering Landmark. It is gorgeous.
I did not think the bridges would be remarkable to me; instead each one I pass that says 1932 continues to astound me. Imagine traveling this route when it was first conceived and built?
Tomorrow: we immediately climb over the steepest, highest cape yet.
Wish us good health and even better attitudes. We may need both.