One of my favorite rides is 46 from Estacada to Detroit. From my house, it’s about 160 miles there and back. For me, the biggest benefit is the fact that once you leave Estacada, there isn’t a single stop sign or traffic signal until you reach Detroit. The road has a nice mixture of sweepers as well as several tight 25 mph corners.
The scenery offers glimpses of rugged rocky cliffs, beautiful rivers and creeks, and a brief but impressive view of Mt. Jefferson.
The road to Detroit finally became snow-free this past week. I had made the attempt twice before but got turned back by snow drifts. I left the house early Sunday morning because I knew it would be hot by mid-day. The road was mine and I made it back by 11:30 AM.
I noticed the woods had a unique smell to them. Instead of the usual smell of fir and cedar, it smelled more like someone’s dank basement. Perhaps it was the heat and humidity.
There are numerous bikes heading toward Detroit by the time I turned around and headed back home. It was obvious I had made the first run of the day as I didn’t see a single bike coming towards me on my way there. I’m glad I made the run early because it was already uncomfortably warm and muggy by the time I got home.