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|Bike Ridden:||Power Gold Rush|
|Cumulative climbing:||16230 feet|
|Avg. Speed (moving):||17.3 mph|
|Max. Speed:||21.5 mph|
|Nominal System Voltage:||48|
|Battery energy available:||2800 wh|
|Battery energy consumed:||2819 wh|
|Net battery energy consumed:||1581 wh|
|Battery Amps-Hour Used:||53.6|
|Regen Amps-Hour Recovered:||23.4|
|Peak Forward Current:||21.2 Amps|
|Peak Regen Current:||20.2 Amps|
|Peak Motor Temperature:||81.6 C|
|Average Motor Temperature:||46.4 C|
Lee Vining to Columbia, July 16, 2019 - Day Two of this year's trans-Sierra tour had me up around 0530. I got about 4 hours of good sleep and 3 hours of lousy sleep. I thought of trying for another hour of sleep but just doing the calculations in my head woke me up too much to feel I could capture anything approaching a quality sleep at that point. Besides that, today was to be long, and I saw no point in delaying its start.
After getting up I set to heating my breakfast that I had taken the trouble to pack with me and carry from Columbia the day before. At least my pack wouldn't be stuffed as tightly on the second day.
I was carrying four batteries on this trip, two 7s9p and two 7s12p. In each battery pannier I carried one of each size to balance the load, but when wired up I had to run the two smaller batteries in series with each other and the two larger in series with each other, then wire each of those series strings in parallel to the controller for an effective 14s21p battery, or about 2800 Wh altogether.
I charged the system overnight as it had been wired for discharging. This meant I wouldn't get the utmost energy into the batteries as one of the batteries in series would hit top of charge before the other, leaving the other battery slightly below maximum. This was OK as I expected to have more than enough to get me back to Columbia. Although the route was longer than yesterday, the course had about 4000 feet more downhill.
The sun had been up for almost two hours by the time I got back on the road. Because of my short sleep I stopped at the local market to buy a Mountain Dew that I might need later in the day if I got sleepy. While stopped in front of the market with the sun beating down on me I decided to remove my longs as I was already feeling hot, even though my on-bike thermometer read only 15C.
Two years ago I had ridden a similar route starting in smoky air due to the Detwiler Fire that was burning in the Mariposa area. As I climbed toward Tioga Pass I rose above the smoke to see beautiful clear skies. This morning I enjoyed bright clear air from the very bottom of the climb. Traffic was light, and although the road was narrow at some spots on the climb, passing vehicles gave me ample clearance. Water flowed in nearly all streams and rivulets near the road, and much snow covered the ground above about 9000 feet. On fresh legs, fully-charged batteries, and power dialed up to 1000 watts on the main climb up Lee Vining Canyon, it was an enjoyable start for the day.
It did not appear that much work had been done at the Tioga Pass Resort since my last visit to the area last October, and the main building was still closed and under renovation. But, a work crew appeared to be arriving as I passed by.
Soon I was at Tioga Pass. I stopped in the median to take the obligatory photo before slipping into the queue before the entrance kiosk. Although the air was cold and still, the sun was bright and warm. After passing into Yosemite I pulled off the road to put on my longs. I almost felt too warm, but I knew that I had more descending than climbing for the next few hours, and I also expected to ride through some cold pockets of air. As I started the descent past the green Dana Meadow and entered the forest below, I was glad I had put on more clothing.
Riding Tioga Road from east to west is almost too relaxing. The scenery is magnificent, mid-week traffic in the early morning is sparse, and the air is still and clear.
As I descended past the Mono Pass trailhead I observed my coldest temperature of the trip at 10C. I was glad I had donned my longs. I continued through Tuolumne Meadows, enjoying the greenery that I usually don't see in September when I take my annual hiking trip to the area. Water stood in the meadow in several places, yet I saw few people out enjoying this scenery. Perhaps the mosquitos were too aggressive.
The only thing I didn't enjoy were the several stops I had to make for one-way controls due to road construction. Most of these controls were at around 8000-8500 feet elevation, the heart of the mosquito zone for this time of year. With the still air the mosquitos found me after only a few minutes being stopped. I hadn't brought any repellent as I didn't expect to spend much time stopped as I passed through the mosquito zone. I could see that the road crews directing traffic were also busy slapping themselves and brushing off the little vampires.
I hit my first one-way control just before Tenaya Lake, and it was here that I was kept busy slapping mosquitos. Another reason to wear more clothing was that it made the little demons work harder to find a good spot to strike. It was a good reminder why I prefer to take my annual hiking trip in the fall.
Once traffic was allowed to pass, I continued past Tenaya Lake. The nice thing about the one-way controls is that it kept motor traffic moving in dense platoons. Once a platoon passed I'd have 10-15 minutes of the road to myself.
As I made the descent to Crane Flat I could see at one point the distant coast range across the Central Valley. Although I have seen the Sierras from high points on the Coast Range, I had never seen the opposite view, and never during the peak of summer. The haze, smoke, and smog have always been too thick. This year the air has been especially clear, and I was glad there were no significant wildfires fouling the air.
I continued past Crane Flat and descended to the Hodgdon Meadow entrance station where I stopped to eat a sandwich, top off my water supply, and clean a bit of front hub grease that had been expelled onto the spokes past the seals. My front hub has a grease injection port, and I had just injected new grease before my trip. I find it usually takes three to four trips to expel all of the excess grease in these hubs before they stop "bleeding" at the seals.
Shortly after leaving Yosemite I turned right on Evergreen Road and started my trip out to Hetch Hetchy. Evergreen Road was the roughest of the roads I would ride today. One might think there should not be much traffic on this road given its condition, but several cars, a tour bus, and a panel truck passed me between CA120 and Evergreen Lodge.
The Lodge itself, spared from the Rim Fire in an island of greenery surrounded by burnt but recovering desolation, was a bustling hub of activity. A short distance beyond the Lodge Camp Mather was busy during its high season. The place seemed to be popular with families with small children. A few folks were tooling about on bikes.
I turned right onto Hetch Hetchy Road and began the out-and-back portion of my trip to see the valley and its water works. Hetch Hetchy Road is a narrow two-lane road made from older but smooth asphalt built on gentle grades and with comfortable bank angles. Traffic is light enough that a bicyclist can feel he has the road to himself most of the time.
At first the road climbs gently past the Hetch Hetchy entrance station nestled in a dark oasis of fir trees and ferns. Past the entrance station the road continues to climb for a short distance to a high point before descending over a longer distance to O'Shaughnessy Dam. At this point a sweeping view of Poopenaut Valley and the more distant Hetch Hetchy Valley can be seen. Wapama Falls could be seen in the distance dropping at full flow into the reservoir.
The gradual descent continued for a number of miles while the temperature continued to climb. In places the road had been carved into the granite cliff. The road itself and the associated stonework had clearly been made during the WPA year and were designed to last for many years.
The loop road at the end of the out-and-back portion passes by a few residences, the Reservoir, O'Shaughnessy Dam, and then a backpacker's campground. I stopped at the Dam to take a number of photos, including a panorama of O'Shaughnessy Dam. If I had had more time I would have walked across the dam to get a better view of the Reservoir and Kolana Rock. The temperature had risen to a toasty 33C.
After my visit I returned up the road and back to Mather, dialing in 750 watts for the climb, which kept me moving fast enough to enjoy a slight cooling breeze. As I passed through Mather I thought of stopping to top off my water as it would be the last of roadside services until I reached Tuolumne, but I saw that I still had plenty. So I kept moving.
I continued mostly downhill on Mather Road as it hugged the top of the southern rim of the Tuolumne River Canyon. Traffic was light as expected, but I did see a couple of semi-trucks (!) and a convoy of vans associated with Camp Tawonga located off Mather Road near Cherry Lake Road (Forest Route 1N07).
At Cherry Lake Road I turned right and headed steeply down into the depths of the Canyon. This was the steepest road on my route today, and I was happy not to be climbing it in the heat, something I had done in 2017 when I discovered belatedly that the way to Tuolumne was closed. The air temperature at the bridge over the Tuolumne River was 35C.
I continued up the opposite side as the road passed around Joes Point then down again to cross Cherry Creek. Finally the road started to climb in earnest toward Cherry Lake. I continued about half-way up this climb before turning left onto Forest Route 3N01, a two-lane, well-graded road that cuts off several miles that I'd otherwise have to ride all the way out to Cherry Lake before connecting to Cottonwood Road (Forest Route 1N04). I was retracing the opposite of my outbound route from last October.
Nothing much had changed since my last ride on Forest Route 3N01. This road passes through what appears to be the center of the Rim Fire burn area. Much of the land is desolate, only a few burnt sticks of trees continued to stand. Yet, there were also pockets of trees whose upper branches only were singed or completely unburnt.
I made good progress on Forest Route 3N01, and I could see that I had intermittent 3G cell service and once or twice, 4G service, good enough to refresh my online map. Soon I arrived at the stop sign with Cottonwood Road (Forest Route 1N04). I turned left and began the trip toward Tuolumne.
Near Reed Creek Cottonwood Road was closed a couple of years ago due to damage. The road had now been completely repaved through the damage area.
I descended for some distance, leaving the burn zone and entering the forest. At the bridge over Clavey River where a number of cars were parked and people milling about. Although I did not stop to investigate, I suspect by the way some were dressed that they were enjoying a dip in a nearby swimming hole on the River. It was the largest gathering of people I had seen since Mather.
From Clavey River the road climbs in an unrelenting fashion for several miles along Cottonwood Creek before topping out to cooler temperatures on the shoulder of Duckwall Mountain before starting its long descent into The Basin, the watershed of Basin Creek, leading eventually to the North Fork Tuolumne River. On this long descent I set my speed to 20 mph and enjoyed a quiet, scenic and relaxing descent through the forest, barely pedaling a stroke the entire time.
But the fun ends at Old Buchanan Road, the junction that had confused me on last October's trip when traveling in the opposite direction I had turned right at the bridge over the river and soon found myself on a rough dirt road that I did not expect. Today I knew the way home, so I continued straight and up new asphalt to the top of the ridge and into the outskirts of the town of Tuolumne.
I continued left on Carter Street then right on Tuolumne Road and pressed on toward Sonora. As I drew closer to Sonora I began to miss the isolation of the forest roads. Traffic was heavy: mostly pickups, SUVs, and rude or indifferent drivers. Where drivers in Yosemite and in the National Forest were polite and un-rushed, passing with overly-generous clearance, drivers between Tuolumne and Columbia were destination oriented and lizard-brained, cutting around me closely and impatiently then jamming their brakes when they found that traffic or signals prevented further progress. The temperature had also risen again to 33C.
I was ready for a break, so I decided to stop at Frank P's favorite sandwich shop in downtown Sonora for an early dinner and an off-bike break in an air-conditioned space. I brought in my warm Mountain Dew and drank it over ice while I enjoyed my spicy and salty sandwich and some baked potato chips, just what my body craved.
After dinner I returned to the still-busy streets of Sonora, taking the back way on Stewart Street. Rush hour was still in full swing. Unfortunately, some impatient motorists also had the same idea to avoid the bottleneck through downtown. I took back roads as much as I could between Sonora and Columbia, yet I had to ride for some distance on CA49 and Parrotts Ferry Road where motorists again swerved impatiently and closely around me without losing a second of their precious time. Although I wasn't honked at or a recipient of rude gestures, I can't remember the last time I had encountered so many impatient drivers. One might conclude that people who get around by bike in Sonora are those deserving of disrespect.
When I noticed that a good number of them were turning right on Sawmill Flat Road that leads past Columbia Community College, the direction I had intended to take, I continued straight on Parrotts Ferry Road, the only time I deviated from my planned route for the day. It was with some relief that I turned right onto Yankee Hill Road, yet even on this quiet road I was followed by a motorist until I turned right into Marble Quarry RV Park, where my van awaited me.
|Bike Ridden:||Power Gold Rush|
|Cumulative climbing:||14260 feet|
|Avg. Speed (moving):||17.1 mph|
|Max. Speed:||27.2 mph|
|Nominal System Voltage:||48|
|Battery energy available:||2800 wh|
|Battery energy consumed:||2709 wh|
|Net battery energy consumed:||2096 wh|
|Battery Amps-Hour Used:||52.2|
|Regen Amps-Hour Recovered:||11.9|
|Peak Forward Current:||22.0 Amps|
|Peak Regen Current:||27.4 Amps|
|Peak Motor Temperature:||114.3 C|
|Average Motor Temperature:||49.9 C|
Columbia to Lee Vining, July 15, 2019 - The window for good weather in the Sierras was open last week when I had planned to start this two-day tour, but an inopportune sinus infection got in the way. Fortunately, the good weather held into the subsequent week, and I was feeling well enough to go then.
I did this tour on the cheap by sleeping in my own bed at home Sunday night, then awakening early to drive up the morning of my first day's ride. This year I parked the car at the Marble Quarry RV Park ($5/night overnight parking) as I've done on several prior occasions. I called ahead to check that they had space and were willing to let me park there overnight. If I had had company or were I riding late in the season I would have headed up to the Sonora area the day before so that an earlier start could be made. But traveling solo during the long days of summer I was comfortable completing the route before sunset if I started as late as 1000.
I arrived at Marble Quarry RV Park at quarter to eight and managed to be packed and ready to go by quarter after. I had managed to stuff everything I needed for my overnight into one pannier, with a few things tucked into extra space inside the battery panniers. But, in hindsight I would have rather carried two half-full panniers than one overstuffed pannier. The zipper on the latter will not last as long with overstuffing.
I started by heading up Yankee Hill Road, then climbing Big Hill Road, the first major climb of the day. Big Hill Road connects Columbia to the Twain Harte area, climbing from the lower elevation foothills to the mid-level hills of mixed oak and conifer. The climb is exposed and is best ridden up before the sun has had too much time to bake the road.
After turning onto Longway, then continuing on Middle Camp I rode on sometimes rough asphalt and occasional steep upgrades through rural subdivisions of what are most likely vacation homes, eventually emerging onto CA108 in Sugarpine. From Sugarpine I remained on CA108 as I crossed the Sierras.
Traffic on CA108 was moderate through Mi-Wuk Village, Long Barn, Cold Springs, and Pinecrest. A number of loaded logging trucks passed opposite, salvaging timber in the area burned by the Donnell Fire last summer.
I stopped at the USFS Summit Ranger Station at Pinecrest Lake Road, but not before overshooting it some distance before I figured I could stop and top off my water and ask about road conditions on the next day's route while making only one stop. I had originally planned to stop at the Strawberry Store for water as I could not be sure the water spigot at the Dardanelle Ranger Station was functioning. It was turned off last October.
One might have thought the entire ranger staff for the Stanislaus National Forest was inside behind the counter—I counted seven uniformed rangers. After being reassured that my planned route was open, I thanked them and resumed my ride.
CA108 between Strawberry and Kennedy Meadow spends most of its time near 6000 feet elevation, with only short gradual climbs or descents. The road surface is only a few years old, although already it is showing some rippling due to too much heavy truck traffic. When I rode it in the opposite direction in 2016 the new asphalt was mirror smooth. Major fire suppression efforts tend to chew up roads faster. In spite of that I still found this section of the ride very relaxing. Traffic was light. I would have a small platoon of motorists pass, then I'd have the road to myself for 5-10 minutes before the next group of autos came by, each of them passing with generous clearance. I almost found myself napping on the bike.
After Donnell Vista the highway descends to the Middle Fork Stanislaus River where it splits, the Clark Fork heading northeast and the Middle Fork continuing east and slightly south toward Sonora Pass.
The nice gradual descent ends at Clark Fork Road. CA108 now rolls up Eureka Valley past Dardanelle as far as Kennedy Meadow. The Dardanelles Resort appears to be open for business using temporary buildings, and the water spigot at the ranger station now has flowing water. Dardanelles is a good place to top off water and/or buy a snack in preparation for climbing the Pass itself and to see one through to Bridgeport as between the two there are no services.
Since I had topped off water in Pinecrest I pressed on and up the west side of Sonora Pass. The going was slow, and I had to pedal with maximal effort to keep the bike moving. But, I made it without stopping other than a brief nature break and a one-way control for road work near Chipmunk Flat. The motor began to overheat near the top of the "Golden Staircase" section of the climb just above the 9000 foot elevation marker. But, it merely rolled back power to about 750 watts to keep the temperature from increasing, and I did not have to stop until I arrived at the Pass.
At Sonora Pass I spoke at some length with a scruffy PCT hiker who was attempting to thumb a ride down to Kennedy Meadow to take a one-day break from the Trail. He had started 100 miles north of the Mexican border and was not planning to hike the entire trail this season, stopping somewhere in Oregon or skipping Oregon to finish the hike in Washington State where he had heard the trail is more scenic. He reported that mosquitos in Yosemite were pretty aggressive. I hadn't noticed any mosquitos on my ride thus far. But I had kept moving most of the time, and at the pass a steady breeze was blowing, keeping them at bay.
After taking a couple photos I started down the east side, glad that I had a robust regenerative brake to hold me to 20 mph while recovering about 4.5 Ah by the time I got to Sonora Junction at US395.
At Sonora Junction another one-way control was holding traffic for construction on US395. After I passed through the control I had the highway (southbound) to myself almost as far as Devils Gate.
This section of US395 has only two lanes and only a narrow shoulder, rather bike un-friendly. So, I was happy to have the lane to myself. When the platoon of autos from the next batch overtook me some drivers were probably in a bad mood having had to wait. A couple passed me closely, and one spitefully sat on the horn as he drove by even though he had plenty of space to pass and was not slowed a bit by my presence. Fortunately, my earplugs dull the effect of this abuse. The truckers were all courteous, passing with as much space as they could spare. And when they couldn't pass in the opposite lane, they slowed down significantly while passing.
From Devil's Gate Summit into Bridgeport US395 has a decent shoulder. During the quiet moments I enjoyed the ride almost as much as I had on the quiet portions of CA108 earlier in the day. I had also been enjoying a light tailwind most of the time since I crossed Sonora Pass
Bridgeport Valley was green and wet. The temperature was a warm 30C, but I did not feel hot as long as I kept moving. South of Bridgeport the shoulder disappeared for some distance in the valley until the highway started up alongside Virginia Creek where a decent shoulder reappeared. Winds were now from the west, but they did not slow me down too much.
After crossing over Conway Summit and descending toward Lee Vining, I was treated to the sweeping view of Mono Lake and the entire Mono Basin ahead. Winds were still light but constantly blowing from the west. The windsock warning truckers of strong side winds was unfurled weakly. Traffic was light and courteous all the way into Lee Vining. On the short section of two-lane road without shoulder nearest Mono Lake I managed to ride through without being overtaken.
Except for the short steep pitches early in the day and climbing over Sonora Pass I pedaled without working too hard, letting the motor do much of the work while getting enough but not too much exercise. I needed to save my legs for the next day. I dialed in 750 watts or less on most of the climbs except for Sonora Pass where I dialed the maximum 1000 watts.
Murpheys Motel have raised their prices since last year. I decided to try their single-occupancy room with a full-size bed for $85 instead of my usual double-occupancy large Queen bedroom for $130 that easily accommodates me and my bike. Although the bed was a bit small for me, I found this single-occupancy room to be just large enough to accommodate my bike while allowing me to move about the room in a cramped fashion. I was fortunate that no one had parked their car parallel to my door when I had to enter or exit the room with my bike. If someone had parked in front of my door I would have had to remove all bags and tilt the bike up on its rear wheel to get it inside.
For dinner I went up the street to Epic Cafe and enjoyed a hearty ginger rice and tofu stir-fry, salad, and peach and blueberry pie topped with homemade whipped cream, a fitting end to a full day.
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