Today was my first ride on Cedar Dust since all the logging they've done up there. Even though the trail is intact and still ridable it just feels like a completely different place. The familiar has been made unfamiliar which is a good thing, if you're say, writing a story or a song or something, but a bit disorienting otherwise. Below, Titanium Cancellara at the ladder bridge section.
Below, Johnny Boy Clark at the bottom of El Polo Elastico (Rubber Chicken). Bits of the Mullet were thinned out as well.
Spent a lot of the past week in Eastern Washington collecting routes for my Classic Road Rides book which comes out next year. Please enjoy some pics:
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| The Palouse. Like giant wheat covered moguls. |
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| Highway 2. Flat. Straight. And windy. |
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| Mount Spokane. A very cool climb. |
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| Outside Walla Walla. Beautiful smooth rounded hills and very few cars. |
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| They've got fast cows over there near Oroville. |
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