March 20, 2018
It was our coldest night of the trip followed by our greatest challenge. Tuesday morning brought us 23 degree temperatures along with a chilly breeze. Despite a relatively late 7:15 sunrise, most of us were up and out of our tents early anxious for our bodies to supply the warmth lacking in Mother Nature. Washrooms, the laundry room and the ACA van were all tapped for any warmth that could be had while getting ready for the road. Ahead lay Emory Pass, over 8200 feet above sea level and requiring nearly 4000 feet of climbing. We quickly shed layers of clothing as we started our assent.
It was a slow process with the road constantly dipping and turning as it followed the terrain. Frequently we had to loose the precious altitude we had gained through peddling to a long downhill glide as the road followed this mountain pass. What normally would have been enjoyable only brought to mind the fact that every downhill foot would have to be regained by muscle and bone.
The compensation came in the form of spectacularly beautiful scenery along the way. Deep, rock walled canyons, lush forested hillsides and outstanding vistas came at us around every turn. Even the devastation caused by the massive Silver Fire of 2013 only accented this treat for the eye and the spirit. Eventually the top was reached and we celebrated: We had conquered Emory Pass with muscle power alone.
The ride down was swift but seat of your pants scary. Hairpin turns so sharp you sometimes expected to see your own tail light around the bend. Guard rails? None. Steep drop offs inches from the edge of the narrow road, plenty. Use of brakes, absolutely essential!
A short ride from the bottom was the little village of Hillsboro and home to the Hillsboro Cafe and some of the best bumbleberry pie to be found. The cafe is quaint and full of antiques along with their outstanding food. Every place you look there is something unique and interesting to occupy your curiosity. A perfect place to reward a biker’s passage through the mountains. Be sure to note the bear that ate Lucy as you drive through.
