First Century

106 miles (170 km) in ten hours.


  1. Picasa Web Albums - Neil Hodges
    Picasa Web Albums - Neil Hodges
  2. This route involved several pieces I had already done in the past, but arranged differently and mixed with some new routes. (For more details, see the album.)
  3. I started at about 06:00.
  4. My first stop was a park in Renton, where the restrooms were locked even though it was nearly 08:00.  They certainly wouldn't have liked what I had to do if they had seen it.
  5. I then made my way over the ridge that is Northeast Bellevue, including Kamber Rd., which involves the steepest climb on my entire route here.  It's short, but I still am not a fan.
  6. Once I eventually got to Marymoor Park and turned south, a number of cyclists who looked like they wanted nothing to do with the rain that had come and gone over the past couple months started showing up.  My next stop was the side of the road in Issaquah.
  7. It was a steep climb up to the Issaquah Highlands, but my granny gear and I were able to handle it.  Once up there, the street grid with no buildings still dominated (I had been there many years earlier), a relic of the economic recession.
  8. I dealt with highway traffic for a while, but the roads suddenly became smaller as I started downhill again.  Some more serious cyclists were out and about up here.  I've noticed that the randonneur-types tend to take to outer roads like this is the mountains and farmlands, due to the great distances and little car traffic.
  9. Downhill only goes so far, of course.
  10. It was all farm roads and rural highways out here.  I started to recall when I had previously come out here, though that was via Woodinville-Duvall Rd.  I can't quite recall what I did on the return part of that, though.  This whole segment seemed like a dream, but that might've been because of the exercise.
  11. The route carried me over a gravel road for a little while.  I wasn't worried or anything, but those roads just aren't as much fun as real pavement.
  12. There was a public restroom on the side of the road somewhere around here, which was a chemical outhouse.  It's nice seeing these out here, since it's pretty difficult to find a public restroom along the trails in the more developed areas, especially in the early hours.  Oh, and some of the roads out here had lanes closed or 'rough pavement' signs, even though it was still better pavement than what I experience every day in Seattle proper.
  13. I then hit Monroe-Duvall road, where there was a coffee stand adjacent to the intersection.  I had an iced mocha and some of the ham and beans I brought along with me.  The guy there talked about all the cyclists who ride by, including some who have crossed the country in the past.