It had been nearly a year since I nearly lost my foot in a serious climbing accident in September 2010. Early on in the recovery, I had figured that surely I would be climbing—or at least hiking—by now. But a series of setbacks had forced me to reassess my expectations for the summer of 2011. One thing I had been able to do for several months (since February, when I started to be 25% weight-bearing) was bike. I'd never biked much previous to the accident, but it had become my primary form of exercise. As motivation to keep myself pedaling I started planning a bike adventure down the Oregon coast. Of the Pacific Coast Bicycle Route—which in its entirety stretches 1987.3 miles from Vancouver, BC to the Mexican border—the 370 odd miles along the Oregon coast boasts some of the most beautiful coastline of the entire route. It is also reputed to have some of the most well-established and biker-friendly sections of the route. The route through Oregon mostly follows HWY 101, with a few detours onto quieter country roads or rugged coastal roads. Although there are numerous state parks and camping options along the way, there is a fairly established seven-day itinerary which averages between 50-60 miles a day between seven State Park campgrounds (which all offer $5 hiker/biker sites). Vicky Spring and Tom Kirkendall's Bicycling the Pacific Coast is a great source of information for the bike route, parks, and scenic highlights along the Pacific Coast. I also purchased the Oregon section of the Pacific Coast Bicycle Route maps put out by the Adventure Cycling Association. Both the guidebook and maps were very useful to have with me at all times during my trip. I perused them every night, making notes on all the things I wanted to see the next day. There was no way to see all of the scenic highlights and parks along the
coast, but I gave it a good effort to experience as many as I could! So, in mid-August I finally embarked on my bicycle adventure, confident that my leg was ready for pedaling a fully-loaded bike down the rugged Oregon coast. Although I had a couple of friends that would have been eager to join me, I decided to go solo. This way I could focus on photography, and enact my viewpoint-hopping style with abandon. I discovered during my trip that several people bike alone, but since the route is fairly established and all bikers stay at the hiker/biker areas of the campgrounds, you end up making friends and swapping stories with the other bikers on the route with you (although perhaps friend-making and story-swapping was not really as much a part of my adventure as it was for the other 15 or so bikers I kept seeing at camp every night; rather, I was the antisocial photographer always packed up and pedaling away just as everyone else was making morning coffee and then arriving at camp in the evening only to throw all my stuff in my tent and make a hobbling beeline for the beach). After spending the greater part of the last year fighting the
frustrating immobility of a seriously broken leg, my bike trip down the Oregon coast was a marvelously
exhausting and spectacularly beautiful adventure. My days were filled with ocean views, long beaches, sand dunes, wave-sculptured sea stacks, rugged headlands, beautiful forests, friendly towns, state parks, lighthouses, bakeries, sea lions, pelicans, chipmunks, pretty sunsets, and blissful freedom. I had wonderful weather, sometimes cloudy mornings but always sunny by afternoon. To give myself plenty of time to enjoy and photograph the viewpoints and scenic highlights along the way, I was on the road by 8am every morning. The biking itself took me roughly 6 hours a day, so this gave me plenty of time to make several scenic stops along the way. Also, another feature of the trip is that you pass a number of towns and grocery stores, so each day you could stop to re-supply with whatever suited your fancy to eat that day (nevertheless, old habits die hard and I subsisted off a lot of oatmeal, tuna wraps, fruit snacks, and mashed potatoes, but I did mark almost every town I passed by an ice cream sandwich). The seven state park campgrounds I stayed at were in beautiful
locations, so after setting up camp I would head to the beach to enjoy the evening light; my seven evenings were marked by seven gorgeous peach
sunsets. The trip was also a recovery milestone, being my first leg-powered multi-day adventure since the accident. Plus, I had never in my life biked more than a couple unburdened hours in a day. Now I needed my recovering leg to haul a heavy load over about 60 miles of rugged coastline each day. So I was pleased when over the course of the trip my leg gave me no problems whatsoever. (Along a similar vein, I was also pleased that my bike didn't give me any problems either; although I brought along several pounds of specialized repair gear, the only repair item I had any familiarity with was the duct tape.) For the most part, I didn't feel that my leg held me back at all, except that I forewent any sidetrips that involved hiking more than a mile or so. At the end of the trip, I noticed that my leg felt stronger (although the calf muscle was still looking pretty wimpy as biking doesn't do much for that) and I was no longer favoring it so much as I walked around. The bike trip did a lot of good for both my leg and soul. Although I didn't intentionally set out to do so, I saw all nine lighthouses on the Oregon Coast. I became kind of intrigued with their history. These monuments of Oregon's maritime heritage were established by the former US Lighthouse
Board between 1870 ad 1896, with design and construction aid provided by
the US Army Corps of Engineers. Built on prominent headlands or near major estuaries, the lighthouses were constructed
long before HWY 101 existed, so they were very isolated and had to be
built and supplied via boat. Now the lighthouses are computerized, and seven are
open for public inspection and regular summer tours. As much as it was a biking adventure and recovery milestone, the trip was also a great means to do some photography. The following page gives a day to day account of my adventures as well as a selection of my favorite photos, broken down by day. I don't give any detailed route descriptions or info—for this, Bicycling the Pacific Coast is a good guidebook—but the route is pretty straightforward. All in all, my bike trip down the Oregon coast turned out to be just as fun and unique as any climbing trip!
| Some General Informational Photos Guidebook, signage, shopping, and camping.  Hazards include cars, bridges, tunnels, wind gusts, and distracting scenery! 
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