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Tee Time: Golfers part of Cycle Oregon 2018 visit

Rochelle Danielson writes a weekly golf column for the Chieftain.

Published on September 18, 2018 3:01PM


Very early on Tuesday morning of last week, Alpine Meadow golfers left their clubs at home, and instead played host to Cycle Oregon’s approximately 1,600 cyclists at the Enterprise City Park as riders took their first rest break on their trek to Elgin and onward.

Fortunate to be chosen as one of Cycle Oregon’s 2018 Wallowa County host participants, 15 to 25 sleepy-eyed but eager Alpine Meadows volunteers, including Terry Lamb and Gary Marr, who had served as monitors at the Cycle Oregon beer garden Monday night, huddled at the park at the crack of a cold dawn, waiting for the rest stop crew to show.

They didn’t wait long.

Several large yellow rental trucks quietly pulled up to the curb loaded with the equipment needed to set up a water stop. First, two trailers carrying portable toilets ─ referred to as the “Blue Rooms” ─ arrived. Another truck or two came loaded with all the nuts and bolts it takes to set up a water rest stop.

Known only as “Tom and Cheryl” to the volunteers, the two experienced leaders put everyone to work within minutes.

Several guys and gals formed a production line, moving large bags of ice from the truck to aluminum tubs that held bottled water and pop. Tables, canopies and recycle tents were unloaded next. Multiple boxes of bread, peaches, plums and condiments were distributed to a make-shift kitchen.

Donna McCadden, Cheri Lamb, Kathy Reynolds, Laidee Ann Wolfe and Nancy Huff put on their aprons and made peanut butter and jelly sandwich bites.

Ernestine Kilgore, Carol Marr, Beth Hough, Judy Ables, Dana Roberts, Karen Coppin, Jim Kilgore, and Bill Ables helped serve the prepared food at the tables under the canopies.

Choices consisted of ready to eat boiled eggs, old-fashion donut halves, chocolate covered raisins and almonds in mini-cups, fresh fruit and breakfast bars.

The cyclists, dressed in colorful spandex, were friendly, personable, continuous in their thanks to volunteers, and comments of beauty of Wallowa Mountains. And, by 11 a.m. when the last bike disappeared down the road, these healthy-looking, athletic cyclists had eaten the place clean. Not a donut remained.

As the loaded trucks pulled away from curb, the park looked as though no one had been there. Thank you Cycle Oregon for visiting.

Rochelle Danielson writes a weekly golf column for the Chieftain.



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