This is Part 6 of an 8-part blog series
chronicaling a 7-day road trip, during which we were able to achieve
riding our bikes in 8 different states toward our goal of riding in all
50 states.
Links to all posts:
Day 1: South Dakota
Day 2: Montana
Day 3: Idaho
Day 4: Washington and Oregon
Day 5: Utah
Day 7: No rides or posts, just finished driving the rest of the way home. The Grand Adventure continues
Day 5:
We got up early Saturday morning in Pendleton, OR and headed out for Salt Lake City, UT. It was raining and foggy as we left.Soon after, we had a bit of our own Marriage GPS Moment trying to locate the Panda Express in Boise for lunch... To the non-techies in our group think Travel Map Reading Moment! :D We ultimately found it and we were rewarded with a yummy lunch and this good fortune! So True!
(This little slip of paper did ease the tension and we were able to laugh again and put it behind us. ~~~H)
We were traveling on I-84 which parallels the old Oregon Trail so there were many stops and tourist traps along the way boasting trail memorabilia and history. Here was even a road named after it.
Once we got checked in and changed, we headed out to find the planned trailhead for us to park and ride. Little did we know what was in store. :)
The Google maps GPS took us to the area I had marked for the trailhead but we were having trouble spotting it. Finally my sweetie spotted a sign in a parking lot along the road for the trailhead so we pulled in and parked. So we got out and started surveying the area, looking for where the trail headed off away from the parking lot. There was a bridge that lead across the Jordan River and a sidewalk that ran along the street. After further investigation of the bridge, it seemed to just lead to a deserted gravel parking lot on the other side of the river! So, Gadsby Trailhead appears to not be the Great Gadsby Trailhead! LOL
(It was definitely the "trailhead without a trail"......) ~~H
I was a little concerned with the surroundings when we first started out, as there were people sleeping in tents along the river and on benches along the trail, also lots of graffiti that looked like gang markings.
(This was a shame, because the most outstanding feature of this trail, in my opinion, were these concrete markers poured into the trail surface. They listed the competition names and the first, second and third place winners of each event in the Salt Lake City 2002 Winter Olympics. Here are some that had not been defaced, although they are showing their age and lack of care. ~~H)
We also had to cross this very narrow bridge. Glad no one was coming when we did! In the distance you can see me waiting for my Sweetie to cross. That is because on the other side of the bridge out of the picture were a group of teenagers back in the weeds smoking something that I am not sure would be considered legal in the state we were in! I was not sure they would be really excited to be caught on camera!
(The Jordan River is not really that picturesque.
Kind of green and gross looking. ~~H)
(The billboard advertising sin did amuse me, though,
and took my mind off the green water. ~~H)
and took my mind off the green water. ~~H)
Eventually we came to this section that was very well maintained that was sponsored by Chevron. This was the first place on the trail where we met actual recreational users of the trail and they practically mowed us down when we were trying to setup to take this picture. Sometimes people need to spend less time concentrating on a new PR for their ride and more time enjoying their beautiful surroundings! Enough on that soap box!
We took a look on the other side of the bridge and decided to turn around as we would be up over 10 miles for the ride by the time we returned to our vehicle. All and all, it was a nice easy trail to ride. Unless you're looking for the Olympic sidewalk markers, would stick to the northern end of it though. Stay north of 1000N Street.
She takes over the narrative:
And then it was time for supper at TGI Friday's with a special friend. When you work at home doing what I do, you become acquainted with coworkers who live all over the country, and through the magic of Facebook you sometimes develop close friendships with those same coworkers. If/when provided the unlikely opportunity to finally meet those coworker friends in person, the meeting looks like this.
Us with our sweet and patient husbands, who were two strangers to each other, who had to find something to talk about with each other throughout the entire supper while my sister-friend and I gabbed and laughed as if we had known each other for years, which we had. I just wish it could be face to face much more often.
Such a precious opportunity. I will forever be thankful for this evening with such a wonderful friend.
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