Day 3, Boulder, Utah, to a wide spot in the road: We faced two of the three Hs in the H-E-double LL of bike touring: Hills and head winds. Fortunately, Heat left us pretty much alone. We made 48.7 miles of the planned 66 miles.
We started with a climb up to the Hogsback, a great downhill ride with drop offs on both sides of the road, curves and lots of speed if you chose it, which I did. Another sonic boom, I’m sure.
Onward to the town of Escalante, Utah, for a Gatorade and potato chip break. Anne warned us that the long downhill we had just experienced would be met with the eventual long uphill. But she forgot to mention the head winds.
Three of us have electric-assisted bikes, and the miles they can cover on one charge is more dependent on elevation than mileage. They fell short today. My bike was down to one red bar, which doesn’t translate into anything until it starts blinking. Then it’s time to hurry to the end. My sister’s new bike said she had five miles before she was on her own, falling well short of the planned 66 miles and Tropic, Utah, and the pizza joint there, which turned out to be closed. Some wise person pulled over to a wide spot in the road and declared today’s ride over. We called in the SAG trucks, who carried us to Bryce Canyon National Park. Hooray for The Spouses!
