Rides #425-428 (me) / #219-222 (him)
In early summer for the last 10 years, a bunch of recumbent riders have descended on a little hotel in Kellogg Idaho to ride around on a long bike trail and generally have fun.
This year, we finally made it!
By standing Red Leader's (my husband's) Gekko trike (folded) on end, and lashing it to the grab bars, we fit everything in the back of the SUV. Lunch on the first driving day at Black Bear Diner. YUM.
We stopped off in Corvallis to visit with The StepSon, his wife, and their two little dogs. Great pub grub at Block 15 Brewing Co.
Next day, arriving at the hotel in Kellogg, it was like someone kicked over a nest of recumbent riders. Trikes, bikes, and people everywhere.
It was a bit overwhelming, so Red Leader and I went for a little ride up the trail to shake off the 2 days of driving.
|Red Leader in yellow Sunday evening on the trail|
The next day, we rode with the group (as much of a group as a bunch of independently minded folks can be) to Mullan, the easternmost end of the Trail of the Coeur d'Alenes.
|Swarm ready to leave for Mullan|
The next day, it looked like rain (it did rain in the morning) so we drove to Wallace (we'd ridden through it the day before) to play tourist.
Railroad museum, silver mine tour (interesting - the mine never produced anything, but was eventually turned into a class room for aspiring high-school aged miners.)
|Ore cart loader|
|Big metal thing on a chain that drags rock and mud out of the way|
Larry, our retired miner guide, unloaded an amazing amount of information on us, including operating mining equipment for us. He took a picture of us in front of the fake entrance to the mine. Tourist-ing is fun!
Lunch at the Blackboard, where I took a pic of the kitten drawing to remind me how patient Red Leader has been with my hunger-induced brain-fades.
|Art at the Blackboard Cafe|
We went out for a short ride, late in the afternoon, west on the trail. No pictures of this. The trail in this area has informational placards about the (former) mining industry here.
The next day, our last day of riding, we drove with a subset of attendees over to Harrison to ride west to the bridge, then back.
|Ready to leave|
Some folks went on to Plummer, but I demanded ice cream (think kitten) so we turned around. Huckleberry and Caribou Track ice cream for lunch. YES. I'm ON VACATION!
We packed up the next day and drove home, stopping off at a nice Super8 in Klamath Falls.
The last day, we had great views of Mt Shasta from US97.