My first roadblock came right at the beginning of the day. The bridge over the I-90 was out.
Without hopping fences that meant a 6 mile detour. But a detour including coffee and bacon on a stick!
Farm country has a lot of fences. And other impediments to cycling.
On the other side of the bridge the GART continues on to Army land — Joint Base Lewis McChord. It did not look welcoming. One tunnel MIGHT be closed on that 22 mile section.
I decided, instead, to detour via the I-90 stopping at the Wild Horse Wind and Solar Facility.
The I-90 is not all that bad. It has a very wide shoulder.
Once reaching the gorgeous Columbia River I tried to rejoin the Great American Rail-Trail.
Once again, no go. The bridge over the river was out. 😕
I backtracked again now forced to cross the Columbia on the I-90. Not good. There is no shoulder at all crossing the bridge.
Nearby was Keechelus lake. Many trees had been killed when the dam allowed more water.
Aside from Snoqualmie, the world’s longest biking tunnel, there are 5 more on the Iron Horse Trail.
Much of today’s ride downhill to the drier flatlands was near the Yakama river.
The Chicago, Milwaukee, St. Paul and Pacific Railroad went bankrupt ceasing operations in about 1980. Washington State acquired the line creating the Palouse to Cascades State Park Trail in place of the rails.
The stations and stores that serviced the trains are now mostly abandoned.
I was impressed to see a slow cook Bar-B-Q place in the former Cle Elum train station.
The Great American Rail-Trail has clearly not yet caught on. In two days I met only two other long distance cyclists. From Japan, they’d come from Reno, planned to cross to Seattle, then work their way south to California.
I’d seen surprisingly little animal life in the mountains. The flatlands are better.
Sadly I saw, for the second time in my life, a juvenile Bald Eagle. On the ground it was quite defenceless. I’m assuming something went wrong while it was learning to fly.
There were many grouse. And lizards. And gophers.
Also farm animals in abundance.
It was a very windy day. Happily the wind was at my back.
In the temperate rain forest I could camp pretty much anywhere. Here in farmland it was far more difficult to find a discrete spot.
So far, so good. I feel fine after the last 2 long cycling days. Not a wreck yet.
I’d left my GoPro behind on the trail yesterday. Kim found it. Scrolled through the camera settings and found my email address. Then took the time to let me know.