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When I reached the top I was cooked. I rested a bit and then descended
back to Hermit Valley. There I commandeered a folding chair in the shade
of a tree and took my first real rest of the Death Ride. Later, Michael
arrived and asked me about Pacific Grade.
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Should he attempt it? It took one word, No, to talk him out
of it. It took me a while to get going again. Michael and I pushed off
together to do the climb back up to Ebbetts Pass. Pictured above is Ray
(of Waganupa fame) who we saw for the first time.
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We were doing OK time-wise, but we needed to keep moving. I waited for
Michael at the top and took his picture as he arrived.
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We tanked up, ate some fruit and then began the hazardous descent down
the front side of Ebbetts.
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