Before we left Hamilton this morning, Jeffrey learned that today’s route reenters Idaho at Lost Trail Pass—7,014 feet (2,138 meters) above sea level.
Blewett Pass in Washington, our previous high for this trip, is ”only” 4,124 feet.
On the Rides, it’s “Don’t stew, just do.” We take things as we find them. No way out.
Today was a day without close encounters. We said hello to two people taking photos of a cattle ranch. Our machine and perhaps our Human Rights First sign attracted some motorists’ attention. Most lookers were quiet or tooted a greeting. A car with Michigan plates hung behind us long enough to photograph our Web address, then passed us with a friendly call and wave.
We may have raised consciousness today, but it was a bust for talking.
Yet the Rides aren’t just about talk. Human Rights First can’t stand up for refugees without our support. Please donate if you can. All donors will receive a genuine Beatles postcard, autographed by Jeffrey and me.
We made good time on the flats south of Hamilton.
Jeffrey read that at 7,000 feet, it takes 5 breaths to inhale as much oxygen as one gets in 4 breaths at sea level (NYC). He believes it.
We have no photos from our freezing, winding, 17-mile descent. Jeffrey’s hands went numb squeezing the brakes as we followed a smelly tractor-trailer shedding clots of fur or feathers and holding its speed to 15 mph. After several miles, a car came up from behind and crossed the double yellow line to pass the truck. Jeffrey followed the car, reasoning that if a vehicle came up on the other side of the road, it would hit the car and not us. We passed the truck too and rolled down at 25-30 mph, to an altitude low enough that we could stop and shake off the numbness.
Time to thaw.
See you tomorrow!
Great pictures! Stay safe and warm!
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