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TransAm Day #58 Dayville, OR - Mitchell, OR

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TransAm Day #58 July 24, 2018 Dayville, OR - Mitchell, OR 43 Miles Ride Time 3:45 Hours Tour Total  Miles 4087 details at: https://cyclemeter.com/4b2d99e24f1383f2/Cycle-20180724-0720-19500 I slept well in my tent, pitched out back of the Dayville Community Church. Last night all six westbounders traded adventure stories in the community room. I lubed and cleaned my chain, took a shower, and did laundry.  It was warm out when I went to bed, and I left my fly entrance wide open. Both my pairs of underwear were in the washer, and I was 99% sure that no one would see me buck naked in my tent. It got a little chilly as the night wore on, and I progressed to my silk liner, and later my sleeping bag. Early in the morning I kept waking up thinking I needed to put the wet laundry into the dryer. Once the sun came up I could hear traffic on the highway, so I got up. Eileen had put our wash in the dryer before she went to bed, so all my clothes were clean and read...

TransAm Day #59 Mitchell, OR - Prineville, OR

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TransAm Day #59 July 25, 2018 Mitchell, OR - Prineville, OR 69 Miles Ride Time 5:53 Hours Tour Total  Miles 4156 details at: https://cyclemeter.com/4b2d99e24f1383f2/Cycle-20180725-0913-83654 I slept well in my tent last night in the Lions Club City Park in Mitchell. I set up my tent without the fly because it was too hot. I was concerned that it would rain, even though there were stars in the sky. I was camping alongside a creek and could hear water gurgling all night long.  I was up before my traveling companions. Another couple camping next to me had Trader Joe’s bags, a sign that I was nearing the coast and familiar territory. Nothing in Mitchell was open except for the grocery store. The proprietor told me that her husband, a judge, had ran off with a twenty-three year old. Scott and I split a box of cereal and milk. We ate our breakfast at a picnic table in the park.  Right out of Mitchell, Scott and I made a detour to the Painted Hills whic...