Bicycling Steven's Pass yesterday was absolutely miserable despite its beauty.  I was so exhausted that I fell asleep at 8:30 PM.

Today had multiple challenges:  (1) I had to go up the Orondo Grade, a ride that bicycles rate harder than Steven's Pass. If I could barely make it up, Stevens, what were my chances with a more difficult ride. (2) Because relatives planned to drive up to visit me in Coulee City, I had to get there in a timely manner. (3) Assuming that I conquered Orondo Grade, there was another significant climb about 15 miles out of Coulee City.

Up early, I had breakfast then started out at 7 AM. Perhaps this would solve challenge #2. Unfortunately, the consequences of yesterday's exertion left my stomach queasy, so most of breakfast remained on the plate. Starting up the Grade at 8:45 AM, I took a break every 2 miles of climbing. Climbing consisted of putting the bike in a low gear, then pedaling with a steady cadence, straining, for 2 miles. By 11:30, I was in Waterville, ordering lunch.

The last climb was a little steeper than the Grade, but was only for a mile. Whew!  

My relatives, Valli and Don Millaed, drove up for dinner at Big Wally's. They are such nice people, and it was good to catch up on things.

I was reminded of something today. That voice in my head telling me to quit was not the voice of God.  

Today's ride will have been the hardest day until I leave Missoula. Even the Fourth of July Pass, and Lookout Pass will not be as tough.  My reckoning was that if I could survive Days two and three, then I should be okay for awhile as I adjust to bike travel.

With God's mercy, we will see.