While driving in this area, we passed a
bicyclist climbing the hill, doing the bicycle trip we had given up
on. We stopped and talked to him. He seemed to be from
Europe (France?), and appeared to have legs of steel. He was
towing a small trailer with his supplies. He was actually touring
the country by bicycle.
He asked how far it was to the summit, and we pointed it out to him on
the hillside (miles away). We showed him the printed profiles of
the trip, which was information he appreciated. He asked if there
were campgrounds farther on where he could get water, and having just
passed one a few miles down the road (and assuming you could get water
there), said there were (noting we didn't know about the water).
We continued on, eating in Torrey (where we would have stayed the next
night, had we not turned back). Then we continued our drive back
home, noting several up-and-down sections where you glide down, then
re-climb to the same elevation. We saw the town of Koosharem from
1,500 feet above, but it was too dark for a picture (and no place to
We fortunately were alert enough (and going slowly enough) to avoid
hitting some deer on the road a bit farther on.
We continued home uneventfully after that, arriving at about
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