There really isn't such a thing as an easy 30-mile ride for me any more, but today's trip to Chester from Lassen Park was almost all downhill, so how can I complain? So what if I had to slam on the breaks and pull off the road twenty times. @#^* it!
At approximately mile twenty-two, I once again crossed the Pacific Crest Trail, stopping to ceremoniously water the bushes and stare longingly at the familiar path. There was a pretty good sized water cache on the north side and a tumped over "halfway" sign on the ground.
I pulled into Chester in the 91-degree sunshine just after noon and headed straight for the Holiday Market. This place has served two important purposes for me over the years. First, I think it's the best resupply grocery reasonably close to the PCT. And second, it is where local/regional buses stop on the way to Susanville (east) and Quincy (south).
I employed my Smartyphone to look up bus schedules. I non-decided to let the bus determine my next move. I would get on the next bus arriving at the Holiday Market, no matter which direction it was going, Susanville or Quincy. I wanted a shower and a bed and everything is cheaper in either of those places than it is in Chester.
Susanville won. So here I am at the Diamond View Motel in the heart of town. I can either hop the bus back to Chester and continue to Quincy tomorrow. Or I can catch the Sage Stop bus to Alturas and start the process of going back to the Klamath Falls Amtrak station. Or I can explore the Bizz Johnson Rail Trail. Or I can just park my bike under a shade tree and wait for divine guidance. I'm not really ready to go home. Dunno yet.
Peace, Love, and What To Do?
Jim
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