I always hate leaving Ashland, as it normally means fun time has come to an end. But since Cycle Oregon marches on, the fun continues. Even still, some of the riders seemed not to want to leave town this morning (even though many got started at the crack of dawn). Perhaps it had something to do with that big ol’ climb they had to tackle right out of the gate. Even still, it appeared as if most peoples’ fun meters remained pegged as they rode onward and upward. When they arrive in Klamath Falls, they’ll be treated to a beautiful lakeside campsite. Tomorrow, we’re off to Bly once more. Where has the time gone?