McKenzie Highway, AKA Highway 242 |
But between the snow melt and the official re-opening for cars, a magical thing happens:
No cars! |
Still no cars... |
The early part of the ride is actually not closed to cars, but traffic is minimal. After a short 11 mile jaunt you reach the gate, which is where the real magic begins.
Beyond this gate, the lane is yours. |
As you approach the top of the climb, the landscape changes dramatically, with open views of The Three Sisters, along with a bunch of other mountains I don't know the names of.
There's an observatory of sorts as well, built into the rock
View from inside the observatory |
It's a nice steady grade, never exceeding 6%, so nothing to write home about. But of course a 3500 foot climb means a 3500 foot descent.
A funny thing happened on the way back. I was hammering along a long flat section at about 24MPH, feeling pretty good. Nobody's going to pass me here! And then a guy passes me. On a mountain bike. On knobby tires. Pulling a few fit young road-racers behind him. Once the road turned downward, I retook the lead.
Now I'm not going to brag about my descending, but it's generally pretty good. (wait, did I just brag?) However after the ~10 minute winding 2000 foot drop back down to the gate, mountain-bike-man was only about 45 seconds back, still pulling his posse. Remarkable. I don't know my pro-mountain-bikers from my pro-lacrosse-players, but given the close proximity to Bend I'm willing to bet that this guy was a pro.
Back to the gate |
3 comments:
Ohhh, that's unfair. Mountain road, no cars, cool dry air. Just when I'm reconciled to living east of the Rockies you throw this cycling sand in my face.
Any sport I've been on the fringes of, and the list is long, might justify a post bearing a title with the words "Oregon" and "Mecca". You really do have it all there.
Does the lightly traveled modifier mean the highway is a nice ride even when cars are on it?
From what I have heard, yes. There's no shoulder, but what traffic there might be would be going slowly enough so that's not an issue. And it's windy enough that, on the way down, a bike can go faster than a car anyway.
Between you and another friend of mine who just moved to East Bay, SF, I'm all envied up on the cycling front. Out our way, when roads are closed to cars, it usually means they have grades of 37% and were paved with hand grenades.
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