Ely to Baker Day


Woke up trying to leave Ely's motel. Door key wouldnt work. Carried bike down stairs. Went to Ridley's. Day just seemed off. Couldnt find alkaseltzer. Kaylas shoe got stuck onbike. Made it to Majors station. Shared a burger. Started at 8. Seemed like an easy day.

The sun made it difficult. Kayla, was cool about it, well, she tried. She was getting struck by some sun rays, especially on the legs so, she put a bandana on. I don't think that covered that much, but something is something except when it's nothing.

We had two long steady climbs and two long downhills. The uphills were somewhat relieving because they offered SOME shade. Every now and then we'd take a break if we found some.


The wind is getting to be really annoying, we seem to always have a headwind. It was a 60 mile day. We arrived at 6pm. Baker sounded like howling wind. We Suddenly saw the campsite as soon as we entered town. The front window had been replace with a closed sign and a note stating that someone would return at 4pm. It was 6. Confused we headed to the grocery, a block away. With no cars parked outside, we assumed it was closed, we went for a closer look and a darkened inside was all we could see. Baker is a small town, about three blocks long. Across town, the Sinclair sign stood out.
 
Along the way we passed another closed grocery store. Where were the people. We were hoping to get some gatorades and snacks for tomorrow's 84 mile ride. this was the loneliest Sinclair gas station i'd ever seen. It was a pump and a vending machine. Not working. As we headed back to the camping grounds we saw other confused travelers