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July 26, 2006

Longer Day Shorter Post

Today was a longish day, relatively - 30 miles with a climb of 700 feet or so. But the climb was fairly gentle, and took me inland through part of the Siuslaw National Forest. There, I pedaled up surrounded by silent towers of moss-draped pine. Even my flat tire, the first on-road flat I've had, wasn't a big deal. Folks in a Jeep Wagoneer passed by, then turned around and came back to take my picture, offer me cold drinks, cherries, and fizzy vitamin-things. When I reached Lincoln City, I filled myself with protein from the sea, had to skip my usual sunset watch because the wind was so strong and cold, and bought a kite.

I'm very excited about that last thing. All my many kites are in storage, and I've been missing them while I've been on so many lovely windy beaches. I bought an small HQ Symphony 1.2, the little brother of a larger parafoil I own, and a steal at $35. I will fly it tomorrow when I reach Beverly Beach which, I am assured by the cycling coupling in the next tent over, is the equal of Cape Lookout.

I am, however, quite tired right now, so I'm going to keep this short.

More, of course, tomorrow.