Coburg, OR

Digital nomads Rusty and Tom.

To Coburg, OR

A beautifull ride this morning along the McKenzie River towards Coburg, just north of Eugene.

McKenzie Bridge, OR

Our site in the Forestry Service campground under amazingly tall trees and about 5 metres from the raging McKenzie River.

To McKenzie Bridge. OR.

We descended the western side of the pass and the scenery changed dramaticaly to deliciously green cool moist dense forest.

To McKenzie Bridge, OR

McKenzie Pass was closed so we crossed Santiam Pass. Yay! The last major climb of the trip.

Sisters, OR

Early morning on the trendy main street in Sisters before it gets crowded with traffic.

Sisters, OR.

No showers at the Sisters City Park but the sprinklers were a good substitute. Any passers-by must have had a chuckle at the sight of a bunch of old guys running around in the sprinklers. Now I know why Gondor, one of my alpacas, loves standing in the sprays, it was great! Here's Bill doing his rain dance.

To Sisters, OR.

It was a leisurely 43 mile ride from Prineville to Sisters today. It is amazing what irrigation can do in this hot, dusty and seemingly arid landscape. Near Sisters (the conical peaks on the horizon) the landscape starts changing. Looks like we'll be back in the mountains and forests tomorrow.

Ingo

After having milkshakes when we got to Prinville, it was farewell to Ingo, my roommate and riding partner. He leaves the group now to ride north to Portland to meet up with his wife, Gudrun, who is flying out from Germany to cycle down the East coast with him. They will meet us in Florence.

To Prineville, OR.

A steep 3 hour climb out of Mitchell greeted us this morning. What should've been an easy coast down to Prinville turned out to be hot work.

Mitchell, OR.

I haven't seen the size of any of Mitchell's 160 inhabitants. Maybe they are worried about the out-of-towners?

Picture Gorge

27 July. Entering Picture Gorge. This dramatic gorge was eroded by the river through the layers of basalt that poured out at about 8000 year intervals about 16 million years ago. The name comes from the American Indian pictographs that were found on the walls of the gorge. This was the start of a 26 mile climb to the summit of Keys Creek Pass followed by a sweet downhill to Mitchell.

Prairie City - Mitchell, OR.

27 July. We were on the road at 6am to get some of today's 84 miles done before the heat. After breakfast in John Day, we stocked up with extra water in Dayville for the hot 39 miles to Mitchell without services along the way. This is Dayville Mercantile that was established over a hundred years ago.

Prairie City, OR.

It's Sunday and we couldn't get groceries here so we had an excellent dinner at the Oxbow. What's with the American obsession with hunting? I guess the taxidermists make a good living.

Hey, look, my own county!

To Prairie City, OR.

After the barren landscape the past few days, it felt good to be in the pine forests again. This was on one of three 5000+ft summits we had to cross today.

Baker City, OR.

The welcome sight of the irrigated valley at Baker City. It wasn't as hot today due to the cool wind. The fact that it was a headwind didn't seem so bad!

To Baker City, OR.

I thought the engineers had run out of ideas or funds with the old road we were on next to the river. Turns out it was a massive landslide that blocked the road and made the high detour necessary.

Halfway, OR.

Our barnyard campsite in Halfway. It is nice when the sun sets and it cools down.

Oregon

Yippee! Ingo and I enter Oregon, the final state of the adventure.

Hell's Canyon

Dropping down into Hell's Canyon to cross the Snake River and enter Oregon. This is Brownlee's Dam on the Snake River.

To Halfway, OR.

Another scorcher of a day. These roadsigns that state the obvious really crack me up!

To Cambridge, ID

22 July. Eish! It's getting hot out here. Like being in a sauna with a hairdryer.

Salmon River Canyon

White Bird, ID.

After dropping down into the valley through 27 switchbacks on the old pass, we stopped for a second breakfast in White Bird and got the best deal we've had all summer: $2.95 breakfast and 25c coffee!

To Riggins, ID.

Panoramic view from the top of the Old White Bird Hill Road. In the distance is the Salmon River Canyon that we rode through to Riggins.

Grangeville, ID.

We have climbed out of the wilderness up to Grangeville and back into cellphone networks, wifi, and the familiar surrounds of a city park.

Clearwater River

Since Missoula we've been following rivers though narrow forested valleys. This closely follows the route of the 1805 Lewis & Clark expedition and the later flight of the Nez Perce. First was Lolo Creek then Lochsa River which grew wider through yesterday's ride and joined the Middle Fork Clearwater River at Lowell.

To Grangeville, ID.

20 July. We are usually quite strung out, so a bunch pic is rare. Here we are being led by the pilot cab through some roadworks.

Lochsa River to Lowell

19 July. We followed the Lochsa River through the Bitterroot Wilderness for 65 miles to Lowell.

Devoto Memorial Cedar Grove.

Spent some time amongst these cedars that were already old when Columbus and the boys were sailing around.

Lolo Creek

Lolo Creek that we'll be following for a couple of days.

Idaho

At the top of Lolo pass we entered Idaho again. This time we are going across to Oregon.

Missoula, MT - Powell camp, ID

View of Lolo peak as we rode to Lolo pass.

Adventure Cycling

Polaroids of cycle tourists that have visited the office recently.

Adventure Cycling

In Missoula, MT we stopped by Adventure Cycling's offices....free ice cream and cold drinks and to have our portraits taken for the archives. We got a tour of memorabilia from the bikecentenial in 1976 and the early days of Adventure Cycling. On our layover day today we were treated by the staff to a BBQ.

To Darby, MT.

It had now warmed up and was perfect pedaling up Chief Joseph Pass as the road followed the Trail Creek and then the Joseph Creek through meadows of wild flowers and Lodgepole Pines. At the top of the pass, 7241ft, we crossed the continental divide, again! We then dropped 3000ft into the 80 deg F hot and dry valley to Darby,

Big Hole battlefield.

This is the view from the visitors centre over the battlefield. We watched a video presentation of the events that lead to the 1877 battle between the Nez Perce (Indians) and the US Army.

Jackson - Darby, MT.

15 July. An icy start to our 74 miles to Darby. We stopped in Wisdom after 18 miles to thaw out our fingers and toes and enjoyed a second breakfast.

To Jackson, MT

When you spend a large part of the day at 4mph, you really get to enjoy the wild flowers. They don't stand out against the clouds, but the peaks in the background are still covered in snow.

To Jackson. MT.

The descent into Big Hole Valley.

To Jackson, MT.

The lush high valley between Badger and Big Hole Passes.

Dillon - Jackson, MT.

14 July. A gloomy day greeted us today. Although the route was only 47 miles, there were two passes to cross and a headwind to make progress frustratingly slow.

To Dillon, MT.

Beaverhead Rock is a landmark in this valley noted by the Lewis & Clark expedition. We were going south through the valley, so the same wind that blew us along at 30mph yesterday came back to bite us today. For the last 25 miles to Dillon I had to work hard to do 5mph!

We passed through the old mining towns of Virginia City and Nevada City. Like Gold Reef City out in the hills.

Ennis - Dillon, MT.

A wet start to the day, but it cleared up on the first climb.