Well rested and ready to do the job. But first
breakfast at the local gas station. There a man asks my woman a lot of
questions about my bicycle and then he suddenly begins to ask about Vlaams
Belang. Yup, he said it in Dutch! I asked him how he knew about this – of course
– the internet. He liked the flag and my boss had this strange feeling she didn’t
want to give her opinion about them to this guy. Better to talk politics to
people you know.
First part of the ride is the 15 mile up to the Salt River
Pass. From Afton it’s all the way uphill until the last 4 miles when the grade
suddenly changes to 7%. Go, woman… do not let this hill beat you! The view of
the top helps her speed up a bit.
One down – one more to go. Now it’s tree
time, before we descend, screaming from happiness. This canyon ride was fast!
And there it is: Idaho state!
A little bit further a sign for beef jerky, cold
drinks…
And yes, John is still standing there with his cooler filled with ice
and pop while he is handing out jerky bites. For one dollar he lets me drink
half the huge bottle of Gatorade. And my boss buys some jerky… I’ll stay close
to the food bag, from now on! A big hug before leaving John again – CU next
year, he yells! Geneva town and then the BIG hill. Behind me the dark clouds
have gathered again, but I look to the West and there it is still okay! In
snail tempo we climb – having to stop only once this year! The cooler wind
makes it agreeable – even the headwind! Then the final turn for the Geneva
Summit: two down!
From here it’s just 8 miles downhill – with the headwind. We
arrive around 1 PM in Montpelier, ID. Coming into town it looks as if this is a
ghost town: nobody on the roads or working in the garden. It does give an eerie
feeling – as if something extraterrestrial took all the inhabitants away! A
good shower at the Super 8 brings us back to being presentable for a walk
around town. Tomorrow another state again!
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