Day Twelve: The Death March

We left Fortuna, CA and headed north to Eureka in the 1/10th of a mile fog along the coast. It was a chilly 53 degrees, but soon heated up to 103 near Redding, CA. We got stuck in construction delays and curvy roads for miles on end. There is no good road from the coast to Boise!

We rode for 14 plus hours and logged a little over 700 miles today. I feel it right now. We would feel a little worse except that we ran into a bicyclist that started in Connecticut and was now on the Oregon/Cali state line! Wowza!

We did find the most desolate road in the country today! Highway 395 north from the state line of Oregon for the next 100 miles is nothing land!!! It was insane. We passed about 5 cars in over 100 miles. It had a stinky lake that stretched for 20 miles. PLUS, Robby said he had no radio station for 100 miles either. Not a road I wanna go down again.

We saw many beautiful sites today, but no time to photo. We took two photos at state signs and that was it. We ended our ride pulling into Lenny's garage and he had beer in hand! Good times.

We will be here for a couple of days, Robby is gonna jump out of a perfectly good airplane tomorrow! Insane!

Ciao.