personal milestone marked by public milepost
I had intended to make it to the 20-mile marker, get a picture, and then turn around. After passing this one, I probably ended up riding for another two miles before I realized that that was the last milepost I was going to see.
This is near where I turned around. It isn’t super-obvious from the picture but just a little ways past this milepost the paved bike path I’d been following for the last twenty miles gave way to a dirt road. Traveling down a gravel path for another two miles to a destination called Boring didn’t terribly excite me, so after a few hundred yards I looped back to take these photos.
I’m going to guess I made it to twenty-two miles down the Springwater Corridor trail. If you factor in the roughly two miles from my house to the trail-head, plus going the whole way back, I biked around 48-miles yesterday. It’s not much compared to the feats some of you cycling all-stars out there routinely pull off, but it’s the longest contiguous trip I’ve made on my bike, and it felt great. I’m looking forward to some more rides like this — just maybe not today.