Monday, 20 September 2010

16/09/2010 Day 16 Vancouver to Mexico

Distance Travelled: Yachats to North Bend 120km

Money Spent: $1.25 for a loaf of bread

Time cycling: 6 hours 15 minutes

Total Distance Traveled: 1030 km (About a 1/3 of the way!)

I left Ed’s place at 8 am hoping to cover the 75 Miles to North Bend where I had a place to stay using couch surfing, the weather at the beginning of the day was terrible, it wasn’t heavy rain but drizzled relentlessly, also I had quite a head wind to deal with too, which really did suck.

Today I had some crazy woman yell at me as they passed by in their Hummer towing an oversized Caravan, I couldn’t make out what she was yelling due to the clapping of my garbage bag poncho I was wearing in the wind but I can only assume that she was pissed because I was just there on the road, I was in the bicycle lane and don’t think I was doing anything wrong; anyways, I suppose ill never know what she was yelling about.

The weather cleared up but still heavily overcast around midday but I still had to deal with the annoying head wind that at this time of year should be blowing south, helping me get down to Mexico.

My feet were drenched for most of the day which could explain my short temper with some Americans that I dealt with; on one occasion in a supermarket when asking for the discounted bin/section or the marked down area, ‘I couldn’t have put it in any simpler terms’ she replied clueless and said “everything has a price tag on it”…meh, I just walked away, perhaps its just me… I dunno. There was another woman in a shop where I wanted to try an oyster but apparently they were sold out but she was just a grumpy bitch so I won’t go into the details.

Anyways the 75 Miles (120km) I had to cover today wasn’t easy, being wet, miserable and windy I thought it couldn’t get worse, I had to cross a 2 lane bridge just before arriving in North Bend where there was no shoulder, semis would pass me only inches from clipping my handle bars, see this is terrifying as when they pass me I get sucked into the rear tires of the semi because of the suction between the walls of the bridge and the passing truck, you have to compensate your steering to avoid a terrible accident, I stopped at one point on the bridge and waited for the cars and trucks to pass, what I thought to be the responsible thing to do, although I did have a police officer pass by whilst I had stopped and point at me as if to say I’m in the wrong… f#ck you pig! I didn’t want to die.

After all these ordeals I finally made it to Danes place, he and his housemate Ben were cool guys and spent the night chatting to them and playing video games (Halo 3). I also made some Spag Bol with garlic bread for dinner and played with Danes electric drum set to a Metallica song whilst he was on his keyboard and by the way was very talented, all of which was really good fun.

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