Aggravating – that’s a good description of today.
We had been told we’d have an 8-mile steep climb up after the dam, and we were totally prepared for that. What we weren’t prepared for was what came after it.
Eight miles into the day, the incline leveled out a bit – just a bit. But we kept climbing. And climbing. And climbing. Every once in a while we would reach the top – or so we thought. Mother Nature would tease us just a tad before starting to climb again.
Finally we made it!! We made it to 8428 feet – the highest we’ve been yet!! That means DOWN!!!
But no – it meant a small down. And then more up. And another small down. And more up. I’m not kidding!
Eventually we made it to the real descent – the many signs gave us more than adequate notice it was coming. “5% – 8% GRADES AHEAD – 10 SWITCHBACKS” I cracked up at the signs – with each switchback they counted down: “9 MORE” “8 MORE” “7 MORE”… I guess they wanted people to know they were going down or something like that.
When we finally reached the bottom our hearts sank. We had to climb yet again. It just wasn’t fair.
The good news is that we met a man on the road yesterday and he invited us to his house – so here we are with Karl and his wife, Sue, in Vernal. We’ve had a delightful evening chatting with them and hearing Karl’s stories. I suppose all our climbing was worth it.