I forgot to mention the 4 bungy cords on the interstate and 2 the next day. Total now is 48. None today.

Today’s ride was tough, and I’m not sure why. Although 3 miles out of town, it started to rain. (No rain in the forecast). Huge black clouds were over the mtns, but they followed me for 20 miles. I kept trying to stay ahead of them, but they finally caught up with me and drenched me for miles. I stopped twice to put on more clothes and rain gear (it was chilly with the rain).

About 10 miles out, I lost my first assist bar. It was fully charged, so I don’t know why it died so soon. This was really not good cause I had to go over a pass. I didn’t think I had been using my turbo assist that much, and after that, I really pushed myself in lower gears to save it. After 20 miles, I lost the second bar. Now I was freaking out. 10 more miles to the top and 50 miles to our destination. When I got to the top, I lost the third bar. I had a lot of down coming but 25 more miles after that. I started thinking this was going to be the day I had to get a ride. I just don’t know why I lost bars so fast.

By the time I reached the intersection to go on or bail out just a few miles in the opposite direction, I had to make a tough decision. I knew I could never make the 25 miles with rolling hills. Did I want to get picked up or go the other direction and save face. I went the other way, making me 25 miles behind my goal.

Dang! Those 30 miles uphill did Eby and me in. My legs feel like rubber. Then, after getting settled, I walked 2 miles to get something for breakfast. My poor legs were rebelling.

I rode thru the Willow Creek Fire area. That fire happened in Oct of 2020 and burned 500 homes, and covered a huge area. I rode over 25 miles down through a burned area. Really sad.