Colin Campbell rolls up and excitedly tries to get me to go along with him. I explain I need a little time to get my strength up after my 1-2 punch between here and Helen. He understands, hangs out for a bit, eats a sandwich with me and then rolls off around 6pm. My plans are to rest a bit, eat, then roll out later tonight. Thanks to Facebook and Red Molly, I have more information about where the heck I am and where good eats are. My phone shorts out from the extreme humidity shortly after and I find myself sitting there in the hostel quite tired and sore. I decide to take a quick nap before heading up to a nearby restaurant to eat, but it seems my body needs more rest than I imagined. I close my eyes around 7 and next thing you know it is 4am! I missed dinner! I am in shock at the time warp I just created. I pack up all my gear, slither into my still damp bib shorts & jersey, carry my bike down from the hostel and pedal off into the still of the morning darkness. I am still amazed at how long I slept but feel refreshed and ready for action. I pedal off to find Stanley Gap. Up another super steep road climb to connect to an even steeper gravel road which I believe was Aska Rd. I find my way to some double track which led to Stanley Gap, but not before missing my right hand turn several times adding up to about 30 minutes of lost time backtracking. After realizing where I needed to turn, the pitch went beyond hike a bike steep. I was grabbing onto trees and pushing and heaving my beast of a bike to the top. Once at the top, I was able to take in an incredible sunrise which left me very humble and privileged to be here at this very moment. The air was cool and silent and the sun was welcoming me to the top before the awesome downhill. Today was going to be a good day....
Iron Bridge or Bust