Sunset to Eureka

I thought the tyre felt a little flat the previous night. As it turns out, it was a slow leak that had completely flattened the tyre by the morning. Whilst fixing the tyre and finding a minuscule thorn, someone from above decided to throw a bucket of water off their balcony: completely soaking Han’s bike. Luckily, all the important stuff was in waterproof bags and minimal damage was done.

We set off and rode the short ride through Ely. As soon as we hit the edge of town the rain began to fall for the second day in a row. I was sure Nevada was going to be hot, dry and unbearable; how wrong I was.

After looking at the maps in the morning we knew that the ride today incorporated a few long climbs; nothing that we couldn’t handle though. It may have been the energy exuding from the buttloads of spaghetti last night, but the three guys had lots of energy to burn this morning, taking off pretty fast. Kat and myself were happy enough sauntering along at the back. We knew today was going to be a long day.

First peak to Eureka

An hour in and it got cold enough to warrant a quick stop to put rain gear on. It was still raining but had eased off enough to be classified as spitting, type #17 of rain. The first summit of the day finally arrived and the three guys were kind enough to wait around so that we could regroup. Having never ridden in a group before I was a bit worried about the dynamics of group riding. It turns out that waiting at the top of summits works out pretty well when there are numerous summits throughout the day.

Green fields past Ely

Any aches and pains which may have started creeping in last week soon disappear once you have other energetic people around you. It certainly took my mind off any worries, I was enjoying the riding so much more. It can get to the point where you just feel like you’re grinding out the miles when you’re on your own, but sharing the experience with others makes it feel like a bit more of an adventure.

Dinner table trailer

The ride carried on in a similar fashion, rolling hills and a few climbs. Enough to break a sweat on a couple of occasions whilst still remaining enjoyable. After a while the inevitable happened, it was getting close to dinner time and nowhere on the maps suggested a decent place to sit and eat. After bombing down the biggest hill today, hitting around 44mph, I came across the perfect place to dine in style; the rest of the gang agreed. A broken trailer on the side of the road provided ample space to sit and enjoy sandwiches with the sun setting behind us. We took off into the most gorgeous pinky purple sunset, shyly disappearing behind the mountain range.

Sunset to Eureka

Still a long way from our destination we got a wriggle on. We weren’t disheartened about arriving into the town of Eureka late at night, we had figured in the morning that the long ride was going to end late. The only problem with arriving late was finding a decent spot to camp. Rolling into Eureka together we started looking around like a mob of Meerkats. We quickly reached the end of town looking bemused after not finding anything. There was no one in the unnecessarily large fire station to help us out so I dived into a hotel to ask the receptionist. She pointed us in a rough direction, back where we had come from, but another street over.

A guy in a rather large pick-up truck then stopped and asked us if we were ok. Very nice of him since it was now pushing midnight. We explained that we were looking for a free place to camp and he showed us the way to a perfect little park. It had toilets, hot water, electricity and a shelter. We hit gold! He happened to be the owner of a motel down the road but it was full. He explained Eureka was a gold mining town and so a lot of temporary workers would come and stay in his motel. After thanking him we set up camp, rustled up some food and bedded down for a good nights sleep. I also covered the nearest sprinkler system to avoid the annoyance in the morning.

Shelter in Eureka

Did you know that the collection noun for idiots is a thicket. Used in a sentence: There are currently a thicket of idiots running around England burning shit. You might be interested in viewing the rest of the days photos on Facebook. There are some videos on YouTube too!

One thought on “Sunset to Eureka”

  1. I like the view, the scenery of the place, the sunset that reminds us that every problem has an ending, the biking and camping a great activity to keep you physically fit.

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