Truckee Pyramid Bike Path

On July 10, 2023, I wrote that the day before I managed to sit in the Amtrak café car until the train entered the Truckee Canyon but eventually I had to collect my bag and get in line with the other passengers to get off the train in Reno. I had to run to the back of the train to get my bicycle which is not a lot of fun. Once I had exited the station I took a picture of myself downtown Reno and then rode through blistering heat along the river path. I had to put on sun protection halfway.

At my sister’s house I sat in the living room until I had recovered from the heat. Later I tried to look at the map for my ride over the next few days but was interrupted by dinner. My niece had made chicken tenders. After that, we watched the movie National Treasure. I had recently taken a liking to these kinds of Hallmark movies. I was up with my laundry until late.

I woke at 7:30 and had cereal but was mostly lazy until nine. My sister had gone to work and my nieces said bye after I finished packing. My nephew was asleep.

I rode to Mayberry Park then and spoke with a cyclist on business 80 about the route. We passed each other a few times. I passed a construction site and a few other things. Google didn’t send me through the town of Verdi but along the bypass instead. I stopped at the River Belle store and accidentally went to the Verdi Casino.

I decided to get coffee and fill up on water. A short while later I was able to trace the Truckee Pyramid Bike Path (TPB) through Crystal Park. Once I had left Verdi, the trail began in earnest and it was really hard. The first leg was to the California border. It was on water company property, so there were a lot of irritating grates and other things forcing me to get off of my bike.

There were two canals which the trail (a dirt service road) kept crossing so I had to make multiple unnecessary climbs over it. At the Fleish canal I had to go over the intakes station and a beautiful suspension bridge. There were steps everywhere. The trail was too narrow in some places too.

After crossing the river and tracks, I connected with the ruins of old 40. Then the trail alternated between narrow dirt tracks and potholed roads. I passed the Farad Intake Station and there were annoying stairs there too. Then I crossed Floriston Road.

I rode along a novel and interesting wooden causeway at that spot. Eventually it ended at a 60 foot stairway where I had to take my bags off the bike and exert myself beyond anything I was capable of in that hot weather. At the top an angler assured me that there would be no more stairs.

The rest of the trail all the way to Hirschdale was a climb. I had to take several breaks – one I replaced all of the clothes that I was wearing that had stickers all over them. I followed Hirschdale to Glenshire.

From there I climbed up Glenshire Road to visit my coworker at his house. The climb was fully an eighth of the total for the day. My coworker brought me to see his wife and after I had rested we visited his favorite Mexican place in the town of Truckee.

We discussed work, our homes and home. Later, when we returned to his place. I texted with family and tweeted.

 
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