July 26th: Climbing anyone?

This morning my breakfast was a banana and some orange juice. Boy, did I almost regret drinking that juice! The climb to the university - this time with our luggage - was gradually until those two blocks which looked like a wall! There was no other way - up it had to go! And the juice went almost out of my body! It took us almost one hour to reach "This Is The Place". Immigration canyon starts here and like all canyons it is narrow and this time for us going up. But, we were not the only ones cycling there. On this sundaymorning, a lot of cyclists try to beat the timeframe of 30 minutes to reach the top. I guess it took us a bit longer than that, but... we had lots of thumbs up from our fellow cyclists. They did not have a whole wardrobe to tag along! Once at the highest point of this canyon it's a drop towards I80 (the Interstate). My speed on the downhill: 70 km/hour. Came now a new experience for Sofie: cycling on an Interstate (= autosnelweg bij ons). Luckily we were climbing again for about 6 miles. We did not have to be afraid of trucks going too fast or unable to break on the downhill. The summit is Parley's summit and it felt great to reach it... and to get off the I80. Just around the corner of the top there is a small gas station and a neat cafe where they serve good food: the pancake went down fast! With our supply of energy high up again we headed to the Tanger Outlet Shops...Yes, Sofie needs more clothing and weight to carry with her. Up here we cycled along ski resorts. The strangest thing for me was the barren slopes of the hills on the east side. There were hardly any trees there - just dried grass and rocks.
We cycled into Park City, famous for its powder snow. No, we can not confirm this at this time! Our sleeping place was a dark room - even here we needed a step to get into our beds since they reached the middle of our stomachs.
Pizza was dinner that night and we watched Contador getting the Yellow jersey to keep.