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Day 9,

July 31.

                                                                 Monster Hill

 

In the morning wind finally calmed down and I had two hours of undisturbed sleep.

After having a little breakfast with carrots and burritos, checking e-mail in the local library, I continued further north on Hwy. 395.

Northern part of Bishop was very picturesque with the sun lightening the meadows.

I stopped to take a picture of three beautiful horses, but by the time I got the camera ready, the horse that was playfully lying on its back got up on its feet again and started eating grass motionlessly, same way two other horses were doing.

 

In several miles past Bishop, a very steep hill begins -11 miles continuous climb, where the elevation gains up to 3000 feet.

This section of the road people were mentioning already for several days.

Along the way, there were signs recommending turning the air conditioning off for the next 10 miles. On some parts of the hill, there were supposedly places with radiator water, which were actually bone dry.

 

At the beginning of the hill, I changed the pants for more comfortable shorts, applied plenty of sun screen, ate few chocolate bars and started climbing in the lowest – 12th gear.

This way I go for about two minutes until breathing becomes too frequent, and start walking.

When looking back at the valley, the view reminds one from the airplane.

Hour goes after hour, with walking average speed of 3.5 mph.  From time to time I get back on the bike and pedal another few minutes. Water goes like in the sand.

Close to the top of the hill, in about 3 hours, a minivan stopped in front of me. A young girl and a boy walked out and headed in my direction saying hi.

They asked me where I was going and looked at the bike. Girl, Laura, was also a cyclist, planning to go down to Los Angeles from Mammoth Lakes. She is from NY and also left me her number and address to possibly contact her when and if I arrive there. They kindly invited me to hang out with them in Mammoth Lakes and left their phone number.

 

I want to mention one interesting detail. With the gain in elevation, vegetation changed dramatically. From desert plants, it changed to small and then tall, big pine trees. This should be reflected in today’s pictures.

 

Around 3 pm, when the climb ended, I pedaled into something called Tom’s Place. It’s a fairly large tourist stop with few restaurants, gift shops, bars and campgrounds.

Being pretty tired and almost out of water, I stop to rest and eat. Cold milk with cereals were nice, and after spending about an hour and a half just sitting at the table resting, looking at maps, I got an opportunity to closely observe the tourists.

Coming out of big RV’s and SUV’s being on vacation, dressed in clean clothes – they would all head to the restaurant, being really tired from sitting still for several hours patiently looking out of the window and waiting for a rest stop. Finally, now they can walk, stretch the muscles and eat a nice dinner (there were other kinds, of course). A lot of food is left on the tables; hope they at least feed it to dogs, or something.

 

Next town is Mammoth Lakes, which is 16 miles north on 395 and 3 miles west on 203.

I start refreshed down the hill, but soon realize that I don’t have as much energy as I thought and there is a head wind.

Soon the downhill ended and I had to pedal in the lower gears even on the flat road. This continued for about two hours. With the sun still shining, the views were beautiful and peaceful.

Last three miles were really hard and after arriving into town, I had to find the shower and wasn’t up to hanging out with those kids.

In the evening, after exploring the town and dinner in one of the fast foods, I rode half a mile into the forest and set up the tent.

This time the night was quite and peaceful. Nothing disturbed me except for a dog running around in the evening. Being somewhat inexperienced in forest camping, every little noise would make me alert. So, this time I heard something in the bushes and when pointed a flash light there, saw a reflection of dog’s eyes. Luckily, it wasn’t interested in me. J

 

Today’s mileage – 43, total – 350.

 

 

 

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