|Lochsa Lodge, Powell|
|The store at Lochsa Lodge|
The day's ride took me nearly six hours. The scenery around me was unchanging throughout.
To the left of the road was the Lochsa River, road and river winding together through a narrow valley with steep, thickly wooded hills on both sides. The lightly trafficked road descended very gradually for most of the way, levelling out towards the end. A breeze got up about two thirds of the way through. It blew along the canyon into my face with enough strength to counteract the benefit of the remaining downhill.
|David, Trudy, Frank|
Just before the wind started I met David, cycling from Astoria, OR to Missoula, MT. We had been talking for several minutes when two more eastbound cyclists appeared, Frank and Trudy, riding from Portland, OR to Missoula. The four of us stood at the side of the road talking for quite a while before going our separate ways.