Friday, July 16, Day 71
Oxbow to Baker City, Oregon (72 miles)

This was the hardest day physically for the two of us. We moved out of Oxbow at around 6:45am and did not get to Baker City until almost 6:00pm. In between, we had a helluva day in Hell’s Canyon. There are only two small towns in the canyon…halfway, which was 17 miles out…then the mountain pass to another small town at 27 miles out. Then it was a 45-mile stretch to Baker City with no services, no food, no water and temperatures in excess of 100 degrees. It was a long, hot ride that had the two of us bouncing off the ropes. We both hung in there and agreed by day’s end that this was the most difficult of days we’ve experienced. Sleeping was very easy. Bike Ted.

Thursday, July 15, Day 70
Council, Idaho to Oxbow, Oregon (63 miles)

We did it. We have reached our last state, Oregon. We left Council and had a few short climbs on Route 95. Twenty-two miles later we were in Cambridge, Idaho for a second breakfast. We then moved off Route 95 and began a new trip on SR71. Another climb, this time 18 miles to the summit.at 4,131 feet. The pay back for that was a 7 mile downhill almost to the Snake River that is on the Oregon border.
A bonus tonight is we switch to Pacific time. That means, too, that we have about 400 miles left to finish our journey.
p.s. the Snake River and the Brownlee Reservoir that was created by the Brownlee dam is a sight to behold.

Wednesday, July 14, Day 69
Riggins to Council, Idaho (62 miles)

This morning, Steve and I left the Salmon River behind us as the sun was coming up over the mountains. Today was another steady climb of 35 miles to the town of New Meadows where we had our second breakfast. Then we had another climb of about 10 miles before we began a descent into Council.
On today’s ride, we had to follow Route 95 that became a big distraction for us. The shoulders were very narrow and there were many big trucks, tractor-trailers and the worst, logging trucks. The logging trucks were the ones that put the fear of God into me. They drive very fast in both directions…loaded and not loaded…and little pieces of bark and trees are flying off the truck as they pass you on the road.
For that reason, Steve and I couldn’t enjoy the eye candy as we have on other days while crossing Idaho. The drivers, however, do give us some room and for that, we are very thankful. Bike Ted.

Tuesday, July 13, Day 68
Kooskia to Riggins, Idaho (76 Miles)

The day started brisk but under sunny skies. The temps were in the high 50’s. These conditions are great considering we were about to enter into an almost 30 mile climb. We passed the town of Grangeville and did our final climb. The road had a strange name “Old White Bird Hill,” and this stretch of road took us to an elevation of 4,300 feet.
Our overnight has us at 1,200 foot elevation.
As we got to the top and took our last turn toward level ground, I looked to the left with Steve and could not believe my eyes. Before us was the most beautiful valley I’d ever seen and this actually was more magnificent than the Lochsa River and Clearwater area.
We could look off into about 50 miles of trees and green hillsides that looked like they were painted on canvas. Sooo, we both look at each other and said I can’t believe we are in Idaho. From that point on, the day got only better. We descended 12 miles down old Route 95 on a series of switchbacks that took us to the town of White Bird back to 1,600 feet of elevation. It was just remarkable.
From there, we followed the Salmon River for another 30 miles to the town of Riggins.
The river was a series of rapids following many twists and turns surrounded by hills and trees and our trip was a series of twists and turns without the rapids.
Today has to be another best day of our trip. Bike Ted and Fast Steve.

Monday, July 12, Day 67
Powell Campground to Kooskia, Idaho (88 miles)

We left the campground at 6:30 PST. We were following Idaho RT12 (Lewis and Clark trail) through Lochsa River Valley. The Lochsa River changed to Middlefork Clearwater River after leaving the valley. This area has to be Idaho’s most cherished secret. This valley was the prettiest we’ve seen on this trip and is by far the nicest I’ve ever seen. I would gladly return to this area in a heartbeat just to spend a little time marveling in the splendor of magnificent surroundings.
If you have four days that you can spare, come here for a great vacation.
Our day was dry with temps moderating in the high 80’s. The only drawback to this pleasant day was the headwind we had to fight during the final 30 miles or so. So Be It!!!
Our reservations tonight are in a motel in Kooskia. Kooskia is the gateway to the Clearwater and Nez Perce National Forest and the Selway Bitterroot Wilderness area.
Till tomorrow. Bike Ted!!

Sunday, July 11, Day 66
Lolo to Powell Campground, Bitterroot Range, Idaho (44 miles)

Steve and I are in our next to last state. This has been quite a journey and we have been witness to some of the most magnificent country in the world, bar none. The Bitterroot Wilderness is incredible and we are trailing the Lochsa River. This is part of the route traveled by Lewis and Clark during their great expedition. The beauty of this area is something that each person must judge for himself or herself. For me…there is no way to describe the forests, the rivers, the mountains, the creeks. It is a true feast for the eyes. We started by going up 25 miles to Lolo Pass…nice climb with a great view. This route was a continuation of the Lewis and Clark route.
We stopped for our second breakfast Bear Cave Bar and Grill in Lolo and waited almost an hour to be served. It set a new record of slowness for us. We have seen some pretty slow service but this takes the cake.
From there, we started downhill to Powell Campground. We both were looking forward to an early end to the day and to a good night of rest before heading tomorrow to Lowell, Idaho.

Saturday, July 10, Day 65
Darby to LoLo Montana (Square and Round Dance Center RV Park) (58 miles)

This was an easy ride. Mostly downhill and a 17-mile bike path to ride on. A bike path is very unusual. I can count on my hands the number of paths we saw on the ling journey.
We should really rally across America to establish bike paths that would ensure the safety of riders. I realize that establishing many routes running nationwide would be an impossible task. Perhaps a major north/south route and east/west route would encourage many to get out and ride. I’m not suggesting that they get on a bike a travel 4,000 miles. My vendetta here is to help VetDogs of America raise awareness of the need for companionship between dogs and our veterans. Our secondary need is to get veterans involved. Come on. We all suffer from some sorta disorder because of our service to country.
Our men deserve the best we can provide. Part of our responsibility is to make certain the returning veterans, who have lost limbs, can survive in the society they vowed to protect with their lives and their new limbs. Those suffering from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) need our involvement. Let’s get on board and kick some ass.
Your contribution to VetDogs goes a long way.
Let’s support VetDogs.
Back to the ride. We had a little rain with warm temperatures approaching nearly 90 degrees but with low humidity. We are experiencing a lot of joy seeing this magnificent country from a bike and not a passing car. Things that happen around us only make the trip more pleasurable. And most of the people we’ve met have made us comfortable with their concern.
There have been many occasions when we looked forward with anticipation to the end of a daily ride. Today was one of those times. The facility we were staying at is heralded as one heckuva place to stay. They have the greatest showers, free washing machine privileges and entertainment. Yes, entertainment. We watched in awe a live demonstration of how to square dance. What a rip!!
We are tenting here overnight and the rent for tenting bikers is $8.00. That’s like eating at McDonalds. This facility is located on Route 12 westbound just outside Lolo.
See yah…Bike Ted.