dryfj.com / drycyclist.com (kevin cook)

5/30
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I carry my bike, and walk my packed saddlebags, out of the Wilderness area over to the old road

08742-bikepacking-800px.jpg One of thousands of crickets stays still long enough for me to snap a photo of itThumbnailsI head up "the shortcut" to check out a better road that I saw on my way here, but which is not on my mapsOne of thousands of crickets stays still long enough for me to snap a photo of itThumbnailsI head up "the shortcut" to check out a better road that I saw on my way here, but which is not on my mapsOne of thousands of crickets stays still long enough for me to snap a photo of itThumbnailsI head up "the shortcut" to check out a better road that I saw on my way here, but which is not on my mapsOne of thousands of crickets stays still long enough for me to snap a photo of itThumbnailsI head up "the shortcut" to check out a better road that I saw on my way here, but which is not on my mapsOne of thousands of crickets stays still long enough for me to snap a photo of itThumbnailsI head up "the shortcut" to check out a better road that I saw on my way here, but which is not on my maps

I assemble the 10-ton bike and start riding slowly down the bumpy surface of the road. I haven't ridden my bike since three days ago and have forgotten how heavy it is. I drink the last few gulps of my water, which are already quite warm.