Sort of a grueling experiment on Sunday:
Got up just as it turned Sunday, and amazingly, was out the door and riding by 1:00am. Plan was to do a White Pass out and return – the weather was forcast for some patchy fog, but otherwise mostly sunny. Sounded great to climb up into a forest and enjoy a bit of sun for a change.
Somewhere out near Prosser I blithely rode into a pack of about 6 squabbling dogs – but fortunately they were intent on beating the stuffing out of each other before they realized I had come and gone. I think it was good this happened so close to the dairy – the smell must have masked my arrival.
A few miles later and I stumbled on a much more welcome scene – young kid in the company of a couple of sheriffs doing some drunk-test work. Way to go guys!
Unfortunately, the weather forcast turned out to be really wrong, again. The light mist turned into light rain, which turned into medium rain. Believing the weather reports had left me with a backpack full of food, but no rain gear. I rode on for a few more miles, trying to decide if a real RAAM racer wouldn’t just finish the ride – until I hit on a great solution: I could turn around and go back to the TRi-Cities where in all likelihood it was not raining!
I got a little groggy on the return leg but took a page out of Larry’s play book and stopped for a few minutes in Prosser at the Starbucks. Breakfast sandwich and coffee.
I pushed back through dog-central with no problems, and arrived in Tri-Cities smirking at the Sunday morning clubs heading out for their ride. I already had more miles than they might see all week.
Finished the day out with a few laps around the bridges.
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