Today was not an exciting day, just ridin’ the white line and bakin’ in the sun.
We got away from the bakery (chocolate croissant was not bad) right about 6:30. The morning was pretty much riding 12 along the river.
On the one hand the traffic was pretty light. On the other hand the shoulder was fairly narrow, when it existed at all, and often not in really rideable condition. Therefore we mostly rode right on the white line, moving over onto what shoulder there was when a vehicle came along. Overall it really was not bad, just a little monotonous. What saved it was that the view was beautiful the whole way.
After a few hours we decided to stop for some food in Orofino. The Subway we found was a blessing. The shop was not busy, and the young woman working the counter went above and beyond to take care of us. We ordered breakfast sandwiches as well as lunch sandwiches for later. Our water bottles got filled with ice and cold water. It was hard to leave, but with the temperature rising, leave we did.
Lewiston was just a bit farther than we wanted to go, and there are no lodging options along this stretch, so we were checking out the campgrounds as we came to them. Our ace in the hole was a place Scott had been once before on a fishing trip, McCay’s Bend, and that is where we ended up.
Because of our early start, we got here about 11:30. Fortunately there is a roofed shelter with picnic tables, and that is where we have set up until the sun goes down.
As you can imagine that makes for a quiet afternoon. We have read, worked on projects (like this blog), talked to the park manager and one of the RVers, did laundry, ate our lunch sandwiches, etc. I am really looking forward to evening when the sun goes behind the hill.