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We bicycled eastward down the Plumas National Forest watershed toward State Route 89 and the town of Graeagle (which the internet says is a drop of 2227 ft). When we went downhill sometimes we went FAST. I was glad for my cheapo sunglasses. I was also glad they were cheapo as a couple of times during the trip, like right then, they fell off the hook I had for them on the bike tumbling to the ground. I did want them to be at ease to get to and wear as needed so the idea of them being stuffed into a pannier or deep somewhere else I didn't think would work out for me if my goal was to wear them as eye protection when going downhill, bouncing along near road gravel, or trailing behind logging truck traffic. I also wanted them to be cheapo in that I could let go of them if retrieving them off the road was in anyway dangerous.

We got to the junction of 'Gold Lake Highway' and State Route 89 and paused at this beautiful concrete road overcrossing Frazier Creek on its way to join the Middle Fork Feather River of the National Wild and Scenic River System. The creek water at the undercrossing was cool, fast moving (coming from Frazier Falls, a waterfall within the Plumas National Forest), clear, with a clean, stony bottom.

Despite the closeness to a major road, I felt it was beautiful, matching many of my desires in a place to wade on that sunny day. Here is a view looking downstream, now that the information science geographer in me is creeping into this blogpost. 

At this juncture is where we began to follow the AdventureCycling (ACA) map for the "Sierra Cascades" route. From other sources I had heard that State Route 89, a major thoroughfare for many mountain communities, was dangerous to bicycle along, but less dangerous than bicycling along an Interstate like I-5 or I-80 to get beyond California. Sources I found on the internet had mixed reviews of what to expect and precautions to take. True to the expectations and warnings I heard, there were logging trucks and fast automobile traffic. However here the road did have a shoulder and was less hazardous than I expected.

After arriving back in to my computer in Sacramento, I have read that some people bicycle with earphones on, do other things I wouldn't imagine doing while riding on the open road, or have expectations of preferential treatment. Specifically I posted feed back to ACA about the route here and read about ACA's response here. But at that time, on the road, my expectations were open as I had only road bicycled before in Arizona on State Route 89A from Flagstaff through Sedona to Clarkdale (~100miles for a total trip of three days, but having packed for a backpacking trip) and for a short time on U.S. Route 101 between Arcata and Trinidad and back (~15miles x2 lasting a day).

We arrived and rested in the town of Graeagle. There I was introduced to the art of the tourist business maps and the different websites of the town ( playgraeagle.com , graeagle.com , vacationgraeagle.com ) co-arrising in me gratitude toward the less promoting site: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Graeagle,_California as I was browsing using the smartphone. Meanwhile S was busy contacting B and Y to let them know our estimated time of arrival at selected spots to coordinate the birthday plans. I believe we were wise to have a diversity of methods (phone systems and carriers) to connect with others while on this trip in the mountains and rural areas. 

We left heading north, ended up camping at a lovely spot off the highway called "Jackson Creek" at the juncture of 'Mt Tomba Road' then the next day crested another hill then arrived and almost passed the spot of Spring Garden then turned up the road and up the hill to the Greenhorn Creek Guest Ranch where the party would be. 


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