Thursday, May 19, 2016

Holy shit, Sherman Pass

Can't really tell from this photo, but after three hours of cranking up a freaking mountain range, into increasingly cold and rainy and otherwise inhospitable conditions, I arrived here amidst a driving sleet and rain storm.
Usually it's a pleasure bombing down the other side, but instead it was harrowing and terrifying and really scary. It felt like somebody was shooting me in the face with a slurpee made of birdshot. I was not properly equipped. Colville tonight. Riding into Spokane tomorrow.


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