I found out where all the cyclists are....

i cycked past a town called Bend yexterday and suddenly i found some cyclists. There was some sort ov organised race on, complete with motorcycle outriders and medic car. All of a sudden i turned into a street and found myself cycling towards a set of flags, a finishing line and hundreds of cyclistx parked up watching, well, me actually! What to do? Carry on to the finish line, wave to the crowd..... Over the tannot it was clear that the race riders were abiut to come round the corner. Do i continue? Well, i decided to pull up and squeeze behind tne barrier, just in time to witness a bunch sprint finish.

I continued on and up to Mount Bachelor at 6400ft. There were tens of cyclists, all on there lightweight bikes doing the Saturday mirning ridd up to the pass. They offered suitable encouragdment, which was what I needed on a climb of 50km.

Not a cyclist in sight today tnough. 100km of easier riding. Tomooriw I'll tackle Crater Lakes....climbung back up again to over 7000ft. theses passes are taking it out of me.