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Bicycling through the Tahoe National Forest

Leaving the edge of the Tahoe National Forest, we bicycled downhill, going southwestward, as it began to rain. State Route 20 was traversed much quicker back into Nevada City. A nice warm breakfast, and a chance to recharge the smartphone yielded an interaction with a waitress who at first seeming reserved, recounted to us how her sister had recently died and she was glad to see us seizing the moment as it were.

We left Nevada City, after picking up some post cards, bicycling along State Route 49 heading now northwest. We encountered more hillishness crossing perpendicularly the South Yuba River State Park and the canyon formed by the South Yuba River at Hoyts Crossing (see the website photos taken by someone else of this picturesque spot). On the climb out of the canyon on the northside, I had a minor fall, when my toeclip didn't release my foot, as I started losing momentum pedaling uphill from my standstill. I was slightly shaken as the fall occurred right behind a passing pickup truck going uphill.

More uphill on State Route 49 finally cresting the top right at 2pm. I had a brief check-in call with JL at the agreed upon time of every Friday at 2pm of "Everything is fine. We are doing great. Phone service is poor"; hangup; then I noticed the pink lining of the interior of my front bike tire showing through at multiple spots of wear. I pedaled forward testing out the durability of this new discovery then >> POP << !

The SLiME tube sealant leaked out of the blown innertube but the bicycle tire had much larger signs of wear, a line of weakness and small holes for a couple inches. We tried to use a trick of using a dollar bill (woven paper) to reinforce the hole "booting the tire" (see the ehow.com video here) but that seemed like a insufficient solution as we were heading away from bicycle shops toward forest.

My first hitchhiking experience was great. R stopped with her pickup truck and gave us both a ride back to Nevada City. S's gear was in a suitcase that was designed to serve as both a wheeled trailer when she was bicycling and as a case for her disassembled bicycle when traveling by train or plane. Our bikes and stuff fit in the back of R's pickup truck and we arrived back in town, picked up a couple of tires for my bike then R gave us a ride to her home where I had some shade from the sun and water while I patched and changed my tires. S recounted having a pleasant conversation and looking at R's artwork as I worked on the bike tires. We thanked R and left, rejoining the road and route at nearly 4,000 feet away from where I popped the tire on State Route 49 in North San Juan. I felt touched as we were about to leave, when R recounted, as slightly an afterthought, that that day was the anniversary of her husband's death and how her daughter, a professor at CSUS, was regular in calling her on this day.

I think we successfully sent a "thank you" postcard to R but since being back in Sacramento, I sent an email to her thanking her again and now have been able to see and appreciate her artwork myself, at least the website versions.

I was most happy to not have to rebicycle the area where I fell earlier.

S and I bicycled into the Tahoe National Forest, still on State Route 49 but now heading northeast, and made camp by the roadside, out of sight of the road. The mosquitos were terrible. I seem to have, even according to eyewitnesses, a severe reaction to mosquito bites, and combined with my EDS, have myself fears of increased lethargy exacerbated by mosquito bites.

Over the next couple of days we bicycled through Camptonville, saw the monument to the Pelton waterwheel, which I recalled having studied and seen the very efficient Pelton waterwheel we saw at Starhawk's home during a Advanced EAT permaculture class in 2007 then continued bicycling through Yuba County into Sierra County and through Downieville known for it's mountain biking, then more eastward toward Sierra City (at just over 4000 ft elevation) then leaving State Route 49 at Bassetts now heading north on 'Gold Lake Highway'. 

*Gold Lake Highway*, was a thrill to ride on as only one car passed us the whole time from Bassetts, north to Graeagle ! 'Gold Lake Highway' joined State Route 49 to State Route 89, the major road we were going to ride on toward Mount Shasta. The trees and views were beautiful. We passed over from the Tahoe National Forest watershed into Plumas County, the Plumas National Forest and watershed cresting at 6600 ft elevation. 

Then it was downhill and continued planning on where we specifically would meet up (someplace with lodging for a couple of days) with Y and B for S's birthday on June 30th. That would be where Y would start her bicycle trip with us. 

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