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Day 10
Yeeee Haw! 

YESTERDAY                  TOMORROW

ROUTE: Las Vegas to Tucumcari NM DISTANCE: 107 Miles WINDS:  West 25-35 gusting to 50 at times.
WEATHER: Sunny and windy.  High 85. TERRAIN: Rolling with a couple steep climbs and one wall. TOTAL CLIMBING: 2900 feet

DAILY REPORT: 

Yawn...boy the morning came early today.  Seems like we just crawled into bed and all of a sudden, we're at it again.  The first thing on our agenda after loading and rap was a hearty breakfast at Charley's Bakery and Cafe.  Tons of pancakes, French Toast, and oatmeal were consumed and then we were off for another great day of cycling. 

Out here, attitude is directly proportional to the wind direction.  We were under a high wind warning today and they weren't wrong.  The wind was howling when we woke up and it blew hard all day...lucky for us, it was mostly behind us all day with only a couple times hitting us from the side.  Bike control during those times was anything but easy, but everyone handled it well.  The rolling terrain allowed most of the riders to reach speeds they've only dreamed of on a bicycle...5 or 6 riders got over the 60 mark with tailwinds of 30 MPH plus pushing them downhill as well as up.  I'm sure everyone appreciated the fact the wind wasn't in our face today or we'd still be trying to get to town.

The road to Tucumcari is one of my favorite rides.  We follow highway 104 all the way from Las Vegas to town.  I tell the riders that anyone who gets lost today will definitely be identified as navigationally challenged.  We have one turn, then follow 104 all the way to the motel.  It's a fairly narrow state road, but you only see a car about every 10 minutes.  What's more, the scenery is magnificent and I took over 280 photos today of riders as they pedaled through the vistas. 

The ride starts out with a gentle climb for probably a 1000 feet to the top of the Las Vegas Plateau where the terrain rolls and the roads are fairly smooth.  If the beauty of the high rangeland isn't enough, the road drops into a canyon at about 33 miles where the screaming descent opens up spectacular views of the valley below and the surrounding mesas.  It's really hard to concentrate on maintaining control of your bike when the views are so beautiful.  After the descent, it's a mix of flat to large gentle rollers all the way to Tucumcari.  There was one steep 0.7 mile climb at mile 67 (below right) that got everyone's attention but the rest of the climbing was mostly graded under 5%. 

The views before descending off the mesa remind me of Wyoming.  On both sides of the road are vast pastures with a small homestead about every 10 miles.  From about 15 miles up the road, you can still see Las Vegas perched at the foot of a snow covered mountain range.  Our only audience was an occasional cow as we pedaled our way along the mesa and the melodious songs of Meadow Larks serenaded us as we marveled at the vastness of the area.  Everyone enjoyed the views from the top of the mesa but the scenery in the valley was beautiful too.  The effects of more water could be seen in the lowlands by seeing more trees and wild flowers blooming along the highway.

As we neared Tucumcari we passed another historical area where Kit Carson had an influence.  It seems we've seen several markers ever since we left Los Angles...that guy really got around.  We passed the site where Ft Bascom was built to protect the area from Comanche Indians in 1864.  Kit led a campaign against the Indians in this area in 1868 from that fort.  The fort also served as protection from New Mexicans who were trading illegally with the Comanche.  The fort stood from the early 1860s until it was abandoned in 1870.  I tried to imagine living in a fort in this territory...tough life to say the least.

Tucumcari is a small town of 4000 people and is situated in the eastern part of the state along I-40 between Amarillo TX and Santa Rosa NM.  The legend of how Tucumcari got its name was told by the great Apache Chief Geronimo.  Wautonamah was an Apache chief who had a daughter named Kari.  He was interested in her marrying one of two braves, Tonapon and Tocan.  Both were worthy of his daughter's hand and who ever married Kari, would be the future chief.  Wautonamah decided they should fight with daggers for his daughter's hand.  Kari loved Tocan, and hated Tonapon.  As luck would have it, they fought to the death and Tonapon was the victor.  Upon seeing this, Kari rushed forward and grabbed a dagger and killed Tonapon.  After that, she took her own life and fell upon her love Tocan.  The grieving Wautonamah also took his life when he saw the two lying together dead and as he died, he cried Tocan...Kari.  I guess if it had been the other brave, the town would be called TonaponKari.  I wonder if it would have caught on?

Tomorrow we continue our adventure into our 4th state...Texas!  We are expecting high winds again and they are forecast to be slightly behind us.  It's a short day...only 97 miles.  I think we are going to sleep in...if I wake up in time, I'll try to do another page to outline our day.  See you then.

HEARD ON THE ROAD TODAY:

"I filled my water bottles and by the time I got the lid closed the water had completely evaporated."

"I got an injection in my knee yesterday...the medicine was made from chicken cockles.  The first thing I said when I woke up this morning was 'Cock-a-doodle-do.'"

"That was a stinky hill."

"I dropped a Power Bar after the first SAG and turned around to ride back to get it...it didn't take me long to decide to just leave it."

"Did Mike plan every morning departure to the only hill out of town?"

"Barbara passed us on the downhill!"  The tandem team.

"Don't eat much at the SAG.  It will spoil your lunch appetite."
"No problem, lunch is 35 miles away."
"I know, but today that's only an hour."

BICYCLE BRAIN BOO BOOS:

Not really a Boo Boo, but Christopher completed the bicycle hat trick today.  Last night his bottom bracket died and this morning he broke a spoke in both his front and rear wheel at the same time.  Now that takes talent...or bad luck.

DAILY PHOTOS OF OUR ACTIVITY

Winds were a bit brisk today.

Now that's one big breakfast burrito.  That should power Sandra all the way to Tucumcari!

It's hard to believe there ever is any water out here. 

It was hard to not take time to admire the scenery, but the tailwinds were just too good to pass up.  Here Eric makes quick work of the descent off the mesa.

The wall didn't even slow Conrad as he blistered up the incline.

Kirsten made it look easy at the "mini wall" just out side of town.  That's one lonely road behind her.

I have to do something to keep entertained during the day...playing hoola-hoop yesterday with Perry's tube worked for a little while.

After stopping, getting the bike back under yourself in this crosswind was a bit challenging.

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