A Primitive Camp site -24 miles east of Umatilla, OR - Saturday, June 19
Today was a near classic tailwind ride. Although we left later than we did yesterday and arrived at our campground earlier than the day before, we put in more miles - 78 to be exact. Despite the miles, it was a ride desolate of but two towns and one of those was difficult to describe it as a town.
To cap off our day, we are staying at a primitive camp site - a site with no running water. It does have a pit pot, but little else. They are no other ancillary services nearby. This is not exactly the way that I had planned to end a long day. I will just say that most would not want me as a tent mate tonight.
We are camping tonight at a spot where our travels along the Columbia River ends and our paths diverge. Throughout the last several days, I've been amazed at its beauty and expansiveness, especially after crossing it three times. Its locks and dams are equally as impressive as is the diversity of its banks. What a site she has been.
Andrea continues to heal. Although it is still a bandaging ritual in the morning, the number of bandages being applied are getting less and less.
I've been amazed at how she has persevered through the discomfort with nary a complaint. She also has proven to be a strong bicyclists. She also has maintained some adeptness of disappearing when the tent is going up or being taken down. Beyond sore arses, all of us are doing well. Alex has hinted at some right knee pain but to date this does not appear to be slowing him down.
Tomorrow we plan to overnight at Lewis and Clark State Park. It will only be a 50 mile day but only because the next opportunity to camp after this park is another 40 miles away. Like most days, the length of our rides are dictated by camping availability. In the area we are currently in, there are few and they are far between.
Lastly, it is early evening, slightly windy, and raining.
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