My third big climb of the visit and probably 1-2 to fit in with the time I have left. Wind was against me but very light. I had no expectations but when I arrived at 7 Cataract Vista at mile 9, I looked at my time and thought I should pick up the pace and improve on a deplorable personal best of 2:58 for the 21 mile segment. Above, an Aspen with dozens of initials carved into the trunk. Idiots.
Dozens and dozens of cyclists coming and going, including 20 from Team Quebec. I took 17 minutes from my best time and on Strava, climbed 900 spots. Now I am 4195 out of 6741. WOW!! Take another 4 minutes off and I climb INTO THE 3000s!!! It sucks to suck. I stop and eat at the Sawmill Restaurant.
I don't know why but my fingers are become numb when I sit in the restaurant. Must be a combination of blood circulating to my core and the fact the door is always open and the inside temp is 60. I finish and walk outside to sit on a black bench, in the sun and that feels great. While some cyclists stop here, most go a little ways down and visit....
.....the Cookie Cabin for hot soup and a cookie.
I begin my descent and enjoy the views along with.....
While the image is out of focus, 50 miles distant is Mount Graham, where I was on Saturday but required a 140 mile drive. To the right of that, 30 miles distant, is Bassett Peak where I hiked last fall. That too was a 2 hour drive. If only I was a crow.