Day seven: massive hill climbs and Trail angels

Dictating into a phone, you know the drill.

Today's today's route was kind of long. When from Omak to the town of republic. Honestly, I'm pushing myself too hard. But I really want to get through some of these Hills. And the only way to do it, is to do it. 

During during yesterday's down Dan Omak, I stopped at the Walmart Supercenter to pick up A 2 liter cooler to fill with water. This with the two Nalgene bottles brings me up to about 5.5 liters of water that I can carry with me.  Originally, originally, I thought this should be enough. I was wrong.

Draining of Omak draining of Omak was actually fairly Bland. The only thing I did differently was ignore the maps advice, and took the more direct route across what is essentially desert. Again, I was warned that it would be desert. I didn't think it would be this Stark. 

I I passed through the town of Riverside, not much there that I could see. The next town was Tonasket. (Incidentally, I'm impressed that this voice software knew that name) it was here that I had run out of water for the first time. I stopped at Subway for lunch, and ended up filling my water bottles in the subway. Yes, they said I could. 

I also stopped at the Tonasket Visitor Center. It was already noon, and the temperatures were over 100 degrees. The woman at The Visitor Center recommended that I just stay, because they had free bike camping behind the visitor center. Me being stubborn, I decided to go for it. There's another man there who was from Sweden, and I just explain my actions as being an irrational American. He got a good laugh out of that. 

From from there it was just one very long climb basically over Wauconda pass. Not many breaks over the 30 plus miles. I actually begin to run out of water between Tonasket and Wauconda, and I kind of hope that Wauconda might have something for me. 

Fortunately fortunately for me, another Trail angel came by. He pulled past me in his 4 x 4 truck, and pulled over about a quarter mile up from where I was. As I was slowly cycling up hill towards him I said to him good afternoon he extended two liters of cold water and asked "do you need any water?" 

Yes, please, thank you. 

He explained that he was also a cyclist, him and his wife ride tandem cross country. And he understood that on a day like today, he would love to have somebody pulled over and hand him a couple of cold drinks too. And all reality, I would not have made it to here without his help. 

With with his two liters of extra water, I rolled into Republic completely dry. My hopes for finding something in Wauconda were optimistic. Wauconda Washington has nothing. Seriously, there's nothing there. The post Office closes at 3 p.m., and that's the only thing on the road.  

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I I got into Republic what I would consider late, and begin to look for my hosts for tonight. One of the reasons I don't mention hosts names is for privacy sake. If one of them wants to speak up, I'll be more than happy to let them. But this is their call, not mine. So I was reaching for my phone to call her, and somebody else in town saw me, and asked me specifically opposed looking for her. And then offered to give me directions to the house. This is one reason I love small-town stuff. 

I ended up I ended up having a drink, two handmade sodas, at the local Brewery. Absolutely wonderful, I would recommend them if you're in the area. Came up here and now it's now.

Tomorrow tomorrow I have another ambitious day, and an early rise to it. I have to climb Sherman pass, which is the highest point of my route. From there I'm hopefully going to be traveling 60 miles or so, and visiting a place that is a bike hostel specifically for cyclists only. I'm not sure what to expect, but I'm looking forward to the ride. 

 I think that a really good dissertation / psychological paper could be written about Trail angels and Trail Magic. There's something to this. I don't know what it is, but there's a draw. People just want to help. People just want to do good things. Especially when they see somebody attempting something, for lack of a better word, Epic. But I think I'm going to see how many things happen during this ride. Because honestly? I'm kind of Blown Away at the kindness of random strangers, and people who I've never met.

A lot a lot of times people say that they do by trips or thru hikes and it renews their faith in humanity. I think this is one of the reasons why. 

 

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