December 5, 2021
Columbia Slough
It’s time
We started stirring awake this morning about five thirty. We’ve both gotten plenty of sleep and Rachael’s getting stiff and achy feom lying in bed too long, but there’s no compelling reason to get up yet either - sunrise isn’t until 7:30 now, the coffee shop won’t open for another hour and a half, it’s cold in the apartment - so we roll over and give it another half hour.
When we do wake up we lie in bed a while longer anyway, looking at the weather reports on our iPads and discussing what ride to take today. It’s just 39 now and will top out at only 44 - rideable of course, given that a partly cloudless day with light winds is forecast - but we’re spoiled and would really like to feel more warmth in our days. We pull up forecasts for places in the southwest - Tucson where we’ll hole up for six weeks and San Luis Obispo and San Diego, where we’ll lay over for three days each to break up the drive down there - and see that they’re all twenty to thirty degrees warmer than here with plenty of sun; and there’s a full hour more in the daylight window down there.
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Today’s ride
It’s time, and we’re both ready. We’ve completed the storage shuffle, our bags are packed, we leave in the morning. But first, one last ride. We’ve been dealt one more cold but beautiful day, and we have to make use of it. It’s Sunday, and some discussion occurs about whether to go out to Sauvie Island for the third Sunday running. We both decide against it though - it’s too slow warming up this morning for either of us to be interested in starting out before noon, which with sundown at 4:30 now makes for too narrow a window if you don’t want to bike home on US 30 in the dusk.
Rachael decides to head south to Oregon City again, as the quickest ride to get her miles in. And she gets them too - leaving around 12:30, she still manages to rack up 42 of them. She rode the Bike Friday because her Surley has been put back in its closet, and returned with a positive report about her new saddle and seatpost. She kept a fast pace that didn’t allow time for photographs, not even stopping for the Christmas Train she told me she’d seen today.
No worries, I’ve got her covered. I saw it a few days ago myself bu neglected to include the photo then so here it is now.
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It obviously wouldn’t work for us to bike together today. She’s moving too fast for me to stay with her if I stop for photographs, which of course I will; and it’s much too cold for her to stand around waiting for me. Instead I head north toward Kelly Point, on a mission - I’m on the hunt for a weathered fence.
For a change I start out by biking out Michigan Avenue, the attractive street that parallels Mississippi. It’s quiet, marked as a bike route, and colorful enough that there’s always something that captures my interest. Today is no exception.
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So I said I was on the hunt for a well-weathered fence, but that’s only half the story today. I’m also out to bike along Columbia Slough to check out the winter bird scene. There’s always something there worth stopping for there too, especially at this time of year. It’s one of those essential stops on my list that I nearly failed to squeeze in.
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So finally Kelly Point - my primary destination today because I vaguely remember that there are some weathered wooden fences out here. There’s more out here than that of course - it’s the point at the confluence of the Willamette and Columbia, and there are often interesting river scenes here.
I’m really only today here looking for fences though, because by now I’m starting to get seriously cold and have been berating myself for not wearing warm gloves. As soon as I find a good enough fencepost to meet my criteria I turn back and speed for home and a warm shower.
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But then, riding down Willamette Boulevard I remember that I still haven’t taken a shot of the railroad bridge on this stay. I’m not sure but I think it’s the only bridge in Portland crossing the Willamette that I haven’t included in a frame yet. Anyway, I’m steadily warming up and moving out of the blue zone - it helps that I’m biking faster, and I’ve got the wind with me now - so I can afford to stop. I pull off to the one spot I know of out here where there’s a clear sight line to this bridge, take my shot, and then turn around and snap the two magnificent oaks that I knew were here because I found them on the Oregon heritage Tree Quest.
And that really is it now, and I’ll bike home nonstop unless something else unmissable comes along. As it does.
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Today's ride: 28 miles (45 km)
Total: 362 miles (583 km)
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Do you get coccyx pain? It's something I've been dealing with.
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Have fun, y’all and I’m looking forward to the vicarious pleasures.
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