We woke at 5:30 am, and started biking at 7:15 am. The route was downhill most of the way, with one pass to climb. The mountains were behind us, and there was less traffic on the roads. We ate lunch just after cresting the top of the pass. There was a crew doing tar and chip work on the roadway for about 4 miles. The sharp stones are bad for our bike tires, so we got a ride from the lead vehicle. The driver climbed up into the truck bed, grabbed the tube of Lenny’s 90-pound bike, and hauled it up in one swift move.
We rode in the bed of the truck with the bikes, as well as the ladders, signs, and tools. When we reached the end of the construction, the driver made a “K” turn and we assumed that he was going to let us off, but he started heading back in the other direction. Suddenly, he slammed on the brakes, and we found out that Ryan, the flag guy, had radioed the driver to remind him that we were still in the truck bed. He got out of the cab and said, “I almost forgot you were there!” Standing on the pavement, he lifted the bikes out of the truck bed by the frame. He was as strong as an ox!
We continued our downhill ride into a canyon and arrived in Canon (pronounced canyon) City at 3:00 pm. We stopped at the visitor’s center and asked for a recommendation of a doctor who could take out Lorraine’s stitches. Marj Woodward, the attendant, said there is a severe shortage of doctors in town, but gave us the name of her own doctor and said that perhaps he could help. We went to the office, where Lorraine saw a nurse practitioner, and we were in and out within half an hour. We ate at Captain D’s Seafood and camped at the Maverick RV Park.
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