Day 18 – Klamath, CA, 76 km
We set out from our hotel in a driving rain and into a headwind. Then started the toughest climb we’ve had yet – 2.2 torturous miles of continuous 6% grade. That’s comparable to the steepness of the Cypress Mountain road. My bike with gear weighs at least 80 pounds, so it’s slow going.
This climb took us into the heart of the Redwood forest. On a grey day it was truly a darkness at noon experience. And with constant traffic and road shoulders disappearing around every bend, it was not much fun. On the descent, riding at 40 kph on the edge of the road – there was no shoulder – and cars careering past, a pick-up truck actually honked at me as they went by. Presumably they saw me as an irksome obstacle. Never mind the frequent postings of Share the Road signs.
Every day we get passed by hundreds of vehicles. As a cyclist you have no choice but to trust the good judgment of every one of those drivers. That’s a scary thought if you linger on it. And especially when you factor in the number of older drivers operating bus-sized RVs on this highway.
Tonight we’re camped in a private RV park alongside the highway, with the sound of traffic hissing by – as Jim Morrison would say – like the waves down on the beach.