We had a tough climb and were pretty soaked on the outside from the rain an the inside from the sweat. They had just clear cut a bunch if the trees and had eighteen piles to burn. One of the workers told us to check out the fire up the road.
It was so hot the rain didn't even make it to the ground and we were dry in minutes.
We made it into Reedsport to a small cafe. The waitress as an older lady and not amused to have three sopping wet cyclists dripping all over her booth. She navagated around us as if we had the plague.
Mel found us there, another girl from Portland, we grabbed some snacks from the Safeway and got back on the road. The storm was clearing and blue skies were poking out. It was a great ride biking and chatting. It's an amazing freeing feeling to be back on the bike in decent weather.
The bridge to coos bay is closed. Th scaffolding is falling off and a worker was killed. They are sending everyone on a detour. A 16 miles detour in the narrowest windiest busiest road I've ever seen. Full of big trucks and no shoulder. The white line drops off immediately a few feet in many places and it's getting dark.
We pull into Gladsgow market to get some beers and are instantly greeted with warm smiles and concern. The store owner tells us the road is too dangerous for us to bike. She had found rides for three people before us and will try to get us a ride too. We could have hitchbiked but that would have split us up. A lot harder to stay together with a group of four.
She ended up getting a truck from her husband and W, L, and M
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