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NWP/IDBDR Day #9

Miles Total: 1190
Miles Today: 103

I actually slept pretty well last night, even though logging trucks were going by all night long, or at least every time I woke up for a little bit. It only got down to 32 degrees, so a bit warmer than the last couple of nights. We took our time breaking camp, and were still out by 8:30a. My bike started this morning – no battery issues! That’s because we had jumper cables and a full jump start battery pack.

The first leg this morning was on pavement and there were nonstop logging trucks…so I took a picture.

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The first stop of the day was Pierce, Idaho to top off my dad’s tank, we didn’t want a repeat of yesterdays gas debacle.

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Out of Pierce, we were on pavement for a bit…when we transitioned to dirt, a whole bunch of turkeys ran in front of me. The roads were pretty easy all the way up to the Lolo Motorway. When we got on the actual Motorway, we were greeted by this sign.

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The early part of the motorway was fairly laid back gravel/dirt roads with occasional rocky sections and hill climbs/descents. As we moved along, the trail got a bit more difficult. More ruts, more loose gravel/rocks. Here we are at our first rest break.

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Along the motorway, there were occasional signs that discussed the history of the area. We tried to pull over and read all of them.

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and then it happened…Going down a fairly long descent with a few ruts and rocks, and had a nasty section of loose, large rocks in the middle. I powered through it ok, but I have to say my butt tightened a bit while I did it. Once I made it to the bottom of the hill, I waited for my dad to catch up. I waited and waited and waited, and then I figured he must have fallen along the way. So, I turned around to look for him. Of course he crashed right in the middle of the nasty section. There was no good place for me to stop, so I had to power on by. I couldn’t find any place close to park my bike, so I went back through the nasty section again, and found a spot to park a couple of hundred yards down the hill.

I grabbed my camera and walked up the hill to see how I could help – it was way worse than I could have imagined. He took the bike into a culvert that was almost as deep as his bike is tall. There was no way we were going to get it out without assistance.

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Fortunately, my dad had made a bike rescue kit, just for this situation. I almost think he did this on purpose just to test it out – there happened to be a tree on the opposite side of the road in perfect position to pull the bike out.  The rescue kit consisted of some climbing rope and pulleys to get a 6:1 advantage, and some prusik knots to keep the bike from sliding forward when we rested. It still took nearly an hour to get it pulled out.

Here it is on the road again – you can see the rope going across the road to the magic tree.

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After that ordeal, we pulled over at a dispersed campsite to grab some lunch and recover.

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Once we were going again we passed the “Smoking Place”

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We kept motoring along and around 2:00 or 2:30, we came up to a sign that showed we were only half way through the motorway. When my dad saw that, you could hear the disappointment and fatigue in his voice. The sign also showed an alternate fast way down to highway 12 (which is a cool pavement ride in itself). I gave him the option of bailing early and he took it.

One the way down, we discussed how we’d like to proceed. It is going to take a long time to finish the BDR if we can only get in 75 miles of dirt at a time. At this point, I think we are going to reroute to some nice twisty pavement for a few days. Then go visit my daughter in Pullman and catch a football game. Don’t know for sure yet, we are going to sleep on it and decide in the morning.