Made it to Milford. Yes.
Unfortunately it turns out it got its name because of some old mills or something.
84.44 miles done in 8 hours 27 minutes. I climbed over 3 passes.
The riding started with a gentle 35/40 mile uphill stretch to the first pass. The gradient was never too steep and I managed to keep an average speed of 15mph up until the wind changed direction.
Once that happened at about 30 miles it was back to slow pedalling at 5mph until I finally hit the first downhill. Still it was a good start and I was praising and thanking the wind gods.
The pattern most days is a tough climb and fun descent followed by an incessantly boring flat, until the next climb and descent.
I touched on this before but it deserves another mention. At first glance it always looks like just a few miles. But the further into the straights you get, the more it dawns on you that the flat, boring, straight road must actually be somewhere between 20 and 6,000 miles long. It's never ending and gets plain boring (see what I did there?)
The climbs and descents are always the most spectacular. The rock faces and hills just look amazing up close.
It was after the first pass, I had done about 42 miles and was heading through the first mind/time warping flat, when I nearly went into a boredom coma. It became a mental struggle and was wondering what I was doing for a few minutes!
I had even gotten bored of talking to myself!!!
I decided it was time to get the sound system out for the first time (while riding) on the trip.
It was brilliant. I felt like one of those idiots in Big Brother when they are played music for the first time in a few weeks. I had forgotten what a stimulus some good tunes can be.
All of a sudden everything was amazing again and the straight started to tick away. Why did I wait so long?
I had avoided playing music before because some of the roads were a little busier and I wanted to be alert. There was very little traffic today so listening to my speaker was no issue at all for me.
I rode a cow and bull gauntlet today. There must have been thousands lining the road. The cows tended to look gormless, calves were just miniature gormless, but some of the bulls looked mean and just stared me down. I was just waiting for 1 to charge and was regretting wearing a red top and using red panniers.
I must have mellowed them with my calming words because none charged despite looking very stern and mean.
The motel I'm in is great. It is modern, big clean room, there is a gym with jacuzzi, laundry, and a great diner over the road that just served me a fantastic meal. I have kissed a few frogs but come good here. I would stay another day if I didn't want keep moving and get to Cedar City tomorrow.
So pleased to have this day behind me. Might treat myself to a beer.
Unfortunately it turns out it got its name because of some old mills or something.
84.44 miles done in 8 hours 27 minutes. I climbed over 3 passes.
The riding started with a gentle 35/40 mile uphill stretch to the first pass. The gradient was never too steep and I managed to keep an average speed of 15mph up until the wind changed direction.
Once that happened at about 30 miles it was back to slow pedalling at 5mph until I finally hit the first downhill. Still it was a good start and I was praising and thanking the wind gods.
The pattern most days is a tough climb and fun descent followed by an incessantly boring flat, until the next climb and descent.
I touched on this before but it deserves another mention. At first glance it always looks like just a few miles. But the further into the straights you get, the more it dawns on you that the flat, boring, straight road must actually be somewhere between 20 and 6,000 miles long. It's never ending and gets plain boring (see what I did there?)
The climbs and descents are always the most spectacular. The rock faces and hills just look amazing up close.
It was after the first pass, I had done about 42 miles and was heading through the first mind/time warping flat, when I nearly went into a boredom coma. It became a mental struggle and was wondering what I was doing for a few minutes!
I had even gotten bored of talking to myself!!!
I decided it was time to get the sound system out for the first time (while riding) on the trip.
It was brilliant. I felt like one of those idiots in Big Brother when they are played music for the first time in a few weeks. I had forgotten what a stimulus some good tunes can be.
All of a sudden everything was amazing again and the straight started to tick away. Why did I wait so long?
I had avoided playing music before because some of the roads were a little busier and I wanted to be alert. There was very little traffic today so listening to my speaker was no issue at all for me.
I rode a cow and bull gauntlet today. There must have been thousands lining the road. The cows tended to look gormless, calves were just miniature gormless, but some of the bulls looked mean and just stared me down. I was just waiting for 1 to charge and was regretting wearing a red top and using red panniers.
I must have mellowed them with my calming words because none charged despite looking very stern and mean.
The motel I'm in is great. It is modern, big clean room, there is a gym with jacuzzi, laundry, and a great diner over the road that just served me a fantastic meal. I have kissed a few frogs but come good here. I would stay another day if I didn't want keep moving and get to Cedar City tomorrow.
So pleased to have this day behind me. Might treat myself to a beer.
Cowboys! And Cowgirls.
Mind warping straight behind
That is a long road.
Sound system.
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