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Spud Run: Day 10
Spud Run, Day 10: (Yes I know this entry is a day late, web access was non existent last night).
Riggins to Coeur d’Alene, a 275 mile run north along the Salmon and Clearwater Rivers, with sweeping and twisting ribbons of asphalt. We slipped off the main road (US-95) briefly to climb the Old White Bird Grade from White Bird to Poe Saddle, this a single strip of pavement with no center line or fog lines and only the occasional guardrail. Ridden at speed it can be thrilling as it carves it's way north. At Grangeville we took SR-13 along the Clearwater River north through Kooskia onto US-12 then SR-3 to St Maries for lunch. From St Maries we rode north along the eastern shore of Coeur d’Alene on SR-97, where the jumped on I-90 to ride west 8 miles to the end of the Spud Run. This journey has exceeded anything I imagined during the 12 months of planning. Our Road Captain nailed every mile, packing as much of the very best roads into 10 extraordinary days, thanks! Our Accommodation Czar had every stop secured making it effortless day after day. Local knowledge was often provided our buddy. Moral and welfare was covered by the master of his domain, keeping us on a straight and nearly narrow path. My job is a mystery to all, so I am just lucky to be in the mix.
Spud Run, Day 10: (Yes I know this entry is a day late, web access was non existent last night).
Riggins to Coeur d’Alene, a 275 mile run north along the Salmon and Clearwater Rivers, with sweeping and twisting ribbons of asphalt. We slipped off the main road (US-95) briefly to climb the Old White Bird Grade from White Bird to Poe Saddle, this a single strip of pavement with no center line or fog lines and only the occasional guardrail. Ridden at speed it can be thrilling as it carves it's way north. At Grangeville we took SR-13 along the Clearwater River north through Kooskia onto US-12 then SR-3 to St Maries for lunch. From St Maries we rode north along the eastern shore of Coeur d’Alene on SR-97, where the jumped on I-90 to ride west 8 miles to the end of the Spud Run. This journey has exceeded anything I imagined during the 12 months of planning. Our Road Captain nailed every mile, packing as much of the very best roads into 10 extraordinary days, thanks! Our Accommodation Czar had every stop secured making it effortless day after day. Local knowledge was often provided our buddy. Moral and welfare was covered by the master of his domain, keeping us on a straight and nearly narrow path. My job is a mystery to all, so I am just lucky to be in the mix.
1 comment:
"Steve Says" Your mysterious job, besides chronicling the journey, is to offer wit and wisdom which is much appreciated. I'm glad you were able to join us this year again. I haven't yet started planning for next year's ride - but maybe tomorrow.
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