Saturday, April 2, 2016

Keeping it Simple and Missing an Old Friend

Three more months since the last post….yikes, am I slipping on my ride posts?  Yep, looks that way.  Why so long?  Just lazy I guess.  I have been riding, with the highlight being a few off-road adventures and I’m really enjoying those segments!  And yes, they are on the road bike.  It’s really giving me gravel bike fever!  El NiƱo was supposed to be coming in with a vengeance this winter, but I really haven’t missed much riding at all.  So much for weather forecasts.  (And unfortunately, our water supply.)  If it was raining, I’d run or get on the “erg” machine.  There was one recent week or two where I missed a couple of days, including Saturdays (the big mileage day of the week).  But my mileage is only about 100 or so miles down from last year, which was pretty good (almost 1400 miles so far).  With the realization that soon I’ll have much more time (retirement comes April 30th!), I’m a little less concerned about keeping up my annual mileage.

So, what were some of the highlights??  Let’s stick with the trail rides!  It turns out that dead ends are pretty fun, if you can put up with potential “no trespassing” signs or loose dogs.  Here are a few.

There are some dead ends off of Bear Creek Road, including Garcia Ranch Rd, Hampton Rd. and Bear Oaks Dr.  The dogs weren’t loose, but they were interested in us!  I really like these roads and the potential to connect with other parts of Bear Creek or Alhambra Valley.  I just did out and back rides that day, but may have to explore more later.  I also rode a nice trail on Old Tunnel Road above the new "Wilder" development in Orinda.  Beautiful, but tough in sections!



The next fun ride was out to Drake’s Beach with some of the Grizzly Peak folks.  On the way back, I took a detour up Mt. Vision (paved) and down into Inverness Park (o a rough trail).  That was truly a test!  I put my foot down a few times, but for most of the 5-10% descent, I just kept the right foot ready and enjoyed the ride!  It was truly a quiet segment with no traffic, with a few hikers with a puzzled look, but also fun.  The common retort was “not on a ride bike”….but I proved 'em wrong!



And then came Florida.  I went to visit my dad and step-mom and had a chance to ride the used Trek bike I purchased last year.  In that part of Florida (Lake Placid), there are many areas “platted” out in the 1960s, but rarely any built homes.  So, that means many, many empty roads, with a combo of pavement, gravel, grass and/or a mixture thereof.  It made for some adventures!  (I rode some of these roads during last year’s visit, but didn’t really hit the dirt.)  In most cases, they were very passable.  But some were sand mixed with gravel and offered the chance for a front wheel washout.   Fortunately, I stayed up on these forays!  There were many more possibilities on dirt roads that were private, but it’s best not to come face-to-face with an angry property owner in these parts.  But google earth sure made them look inviting!  My sister and I hiked in a park that I thought might offer a cool riding experience too, but it turned out to be really soft sand.  The land here is inherently very sandy (the “Highlands Ridge”) and when they build roads intended for vehicle travel, they overlay them with gravel (seashells) if they are not paved.  That makes for a pretty packed down surface.  They even flatten them out with a grader every now and then, which worked well for me on one particularly long stretch (Grand Concourse) of dirt road.



As I noticed in the past, drivers were very cautious and sharing when riding on the road.  Not quite the urgency to get places like at home.  Kinda nice for a change.  Counterintuitive to all of the "Trump" signs and the occasional Confederate flag in the yards down there!  The anger doesn't seem to cross over into their driving....that's good for us cyclists!



Outside of these trail rides, there was also the St. Helena ride with Floyd and the gang, including Dan and Lauren.  It was fun to see old friends and ride with new ones who were much better than me, including a number of BBC riders (including the guy who leads the crazy Nifty 10-50 ride on a tandem with his significant other….they were super strong!).  It was a mellow ride for about 55-60 miles until the fast folks dropped the hammer on Silverado Trail!  There weren’t any dirt roads on the course, but it was just a fun ride on new roads that covered some typically bumpy Sonoma roads that require beefy tires!  With retirement looming and time to do it, maybe I’ll have to push for a gravel bike of some type to keep this newfound alternative riding going!

A couple of thoughts to leave with this time.  I read a VeloNews article about racer Taylor Phinney recently and it was refreshing to get his take on riding since a bad crash last year.  Here is what he had to say.  It's all so true.

Cycling has nothing to do with the Tour de France. Racing a bike is a totally different sport than just being into cycling. Cycling is this therapeutic, beautiful mode of transportation where you attach yourself to this machine and it becomes part of you. Then you can go to all of these new places that you weren’t able to go before, and that has nothing to do with racing. I’m not a bike racer; I’m a bike rider. I love riding my bike, but I also love testing what I can do on my bike. So, in that regard, I am a racer. But if I had been born in Belgium and I had to race in Belgium all the time, I would’ve never gotten to the level that I am now, because the racing over there is so stressful. It just takes everything away from the niceness of being able to ride a bike.”

Finally, I want to mention the loss of our dear kitty, Joey.  Almost 15 years old and riddled with cancer, we had to put him down on February 23rd.  He purred in my arms until the end.  I really miss him.



Thursday, January 7, 2016

Where Have I Been? Where Am I Going?

It's been awhile since I posted....three months?  Oops!  Well, that confirms I'm not the social media person I could be.  I guess I'd rather be on my bike!  It's 2016 now.....2015 did turn out to be a great riding year!   More than 7600 miles ridden and over 500K feet climbed this year according to strava (really, the only social media I've been paying attention to).  For these last three months, nothing that out of the ordinary happened.  We rode to Davis again from Berkeley and I got to ride with recently retired local pro Freddie Rodriguez in a 50 mile fundraiser ride in Napa with my friend Amy as my stoker...my first real tandem ride in years!  I guess that counts as cool!  Here are a few good pics I took on Fall rides, including some from Freddie's ride!

New England Fall (Ledyard, CT in October)
New Year's Eve Ride in Sonoma (Nellingham Rd, Kenwood)
Christmas Eve, Richmond Marina (Ok, does this mean the drought is over?)
Mike and Amy finishing up Fast Freddie's Ride in Napa (Yountville)
Amy and Mike, Yountville
Mike taken by stoker Amy on Fast Freddie's Ride in Napa near Conn Dam
Amy, Freddie and Mike after the ride
The big news post-New Year's Day wasn't really cycling related.  But it could affect a whole lot in 2016 related to cycling!  I followed through with my new year's resolution and announced my retirement from work!!  Plenty of years in "gummint" and other milestones conspired to let me move on with my life.  I'll be finishing up at the end of April and that could mean lots of cool, unscripted, longer rides this year.  Keep tuned to this blog and strava!  (https://www.strava.com/athletes/77170) .  And check out this silly little Strava "My Big Adventure".  It has some nice stats, but they need to work on this a bit!  http://2015.strava.com/video/iJ7JrnE

In the meantime, Happy New Year!

Sunday, October 4, 2015

Three Memorable Rides = A New Post!

I've been keeping up the pace, even as the sun starts to set earlier every day.  I even hit 6000 miles for the year (Oct 3) with almost 3 months to go!  In the recent past, I'd be happy with this mileage at the end of the year.  Let's see where I end up by New Years!

So, are any of these miles memorable??  It's up to you to decide, but I've got a few rides where I'd say the answer is yes!  You can find the routes on strava, but here's a quick summary of three of them.

1. Strade Bumpi and More (Finally took the dirt over Montara Mountain. Epic-ness! With Steve S. and the "other" Mike G.)
https://www.strava.com/activities/395891571

I've been wanting to do parts of this ride for a few years now. The existing road heading south on Highway 1 from Pacifica to Montara is pretty epic by itself. A new tunnel - wide and safe for bikes - replaced the old road - Devil's Slide - a couple of years ago. The problem is the lead up to the tunnel and the road after it are pretty tight, windy and busy. Not fun for bikes. But the original road over this pass, Old San Pedro Mountain Road, is even more epic! It's about 3 miles up and 3 miles down, a combo of narrow bumpy pavement, smooth fire road dirt and some rutted, but passable segments. It was great! Two pals (Steve and Mike) headed out from San Francisco with the intention of making a big loop out of this route. We went over the pass, continued south and then climbed up Tunitas Creek Road (epic on its own by most standards) and then down into Woodside. With the thermometer hitting 100+ degrees, those guys were toast. But I had this urge to do the whole thing, so motored on as they descended to take BART back from near SFO. It took a 10 hour day of riding, but I did it! 109 miles later, I got back to San Francisco, feeling accomplished as well as a quite tired. I went through the equivalent of 9 water bottles, a couple of bananas and a big bag of gorp. And then it was back on BART to the East Bay. Zzzzzz.

Mike, Mike and Steve on Montara Mountain

Descent off Montara Mountain

Mike descending off Montara Mountain

Mike climbing up from Pacifica



2. Sometimes you pass right by the most interesting things every ride.....Not today! (Diverge into Canyon with Jules)
https://www.strava.com/activities/400869110


The second ride was fairly pedestrian, riding with Jules out to Peets in Danville. But on our return, we decided the standard roll through Canyon on Pinehurst Road needed a little bit of something extra. So, we ascended into the hillsides of this village. Short, but punchy 10-15% grades, neighbors all weedwacking the hillsides (seemed like EVERYONE was out doing winter storm prep cleanup), an old bearded guy resembling Dumbledore peeking out of a little trailer home, a house of papier mache, and views to die for. That's Canyon beyond the post office!


Mike on Canyon's "Redwood Highway".....15% or more....

VW at the top of the climb in Canyon

Papier mache house in Canyon



3. Berkeley to Davis - Recon of New Route over Benicia Bridge (with the Sephora Crew)
http://www.strava.com/activities/406609417


I've been leading rides from Berkeley to Davis for a few years now. They are getting a bit big and we've got one set for November 7th. But I just felt like doing one without the crowds.  So, today 2 friends and I did the "Davis Recon" ride! Why not???!!

Usually, it's the same route, going over one bridge in particular (the Carquinez Bridge). But this ride took another bridge (the Benicia Bridge) and some other scenic side roads. We lopped off about 6 miles, something Dave didn't like (let's go for 100!!), but change is good. The sun was out, the temps very favorable (60-80), but the winds were in our face a bit! Oh, I shouldn't complain, as my two buddies were both very tall and good to draft behind. We did our rest stop in Winters at Steady Eddie's Cafe and then got to Davis with about an hour before the train, so grabbed a pizza and beer and then a couple more beers for the train. Once on the train, Dave and I were both about to raise our plastic cups to a great ride, when up from behind us came the conductor! We chatted him up, attempting to take his mind off the illegal beer and said "we remember you from one of our other rides!" His retort: "I only remember people that I kick off the train." D'oh! But it all worked out fine. A great ride, a tasty beer and a smooth train ride back to Berkeley.  (PS  I love the beer bottle label with a shout out to George Clinton...."Free your mind and your ass will follow!")


We're heading to CT and Boston soon for a Fall visit and the Head of the Charles crew race!  Look for related strava posts.

Alhambra Valley Rd.

The Sephora Boys (Dave and Jason) heading into Davis

Words to live by...or drink beer by.



Friday, August 28, 2015

Warnings.

After Alan's death and hearing of other fit people keeling over with heart issues at young ages (including the recent Leadville 100 guy), this Velo News story scares the crap out of me.  Seems like a warning for all of us riders.  But is it rational?

Cycling to Extremes
http://velonews.competitor.com/cycling-extremes
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I passed by a cyclist the other day who was chatting with some pedestrians and all I heard was "I should get a jersey that says: <I ride, therefore I crash> ".  Yikes.  Isn't that a little defeatist?
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I've locked my bike up at BART for more than 20 years with a U-lock.  I should shut up, but the bike seems protected.  Yes, I had one bike stolen out of a box where the wankers used the lock to force open with leverage and break the door of one of those boxes.  Physics in action.  But the lock held up.  Well, this pic shows one such lock at the rack the other day.  Not from my bike, thank goodness.  But so much for these locks.  Warning:  wankers can cut them too.



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Well, now that I've probably scared you, I want to enlighten you with stories of friends who really accomplished something special.  First, there's Eric, who finished the Paris-Brest-Paris ride, which he called "An act of cycling devotion".  How true.  If you don't know what it is, look it up.  Here is a great piece from Strava:  http://stories.strava.com/parisbrestparis  .  Or read part of Eric's account:

One moment stands out for me. Late one night, passing though a pretty little town, an elderly lady was walking down the street. As we passed by, she leaned on her cane, looked up, and quietly said "Bravo". It encapsulated the spirit of the event for me. It felt like each of us was playing a part in a huge public demonstration of devotion... to cycling, to France, to ordinary people attempting extraordinary feats, to history and tradition.


Chapeau.



Courtesy of Strava

And then there's Cyndi.  A local road and mt. biker, she signed up for and rode a good bit of the Leadville 100 mt. bike race recently.   She'll ride with the guys often; keeping up is no problem.  A real powerhouse and a very friendly outgoing one at that.  Nothing holds her back and it's always with a smile!  Except apparently high elevation.  No, she didn't finish.  But her account will make you shake your head and give her a pass.  At about 65 miles and 12,000 feet, as she was pushing her bike passing guys puking on the side of the trail due to elevation sickness, she found out she missed the cutoff by 15 minutes.  Shit.  All that work for nothing?  Not really.  She's still a better rider than most of us.  And with some time to acclimate, she'll come back and kick this race in the hiney.  I know she will.  That's the warning from this story!  She went, she tried, and unfortunately couldn't do it.  But she put it all out there and shared it with her strava buddies and made no excuses.  What a great competitor.


Bonne chance prochaine fois!!




Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Petites Vignettes de Cyclisme

"Cycling is the next best thing to flying." - Lou after descending Grizzly Peak. "And I love flying! I'm just not very good at it." - Mike


I really like Lou's quote!  I hadn't really thought of it this way, but have to agree.  Under the right conditions, cycling really can be like flying!  Well, although my mileage is going well and riding is always fun, nothing too earth-shattering has happened in my cycling life lately.  But since my last entry was so long ago, I decided to just drop in a few short stories anyway.  Enjoy!


Climbing South Park to set a record.  Some guy set out to climb 100,000 feet in less than 48 hours this weekend and chose South Park Drive in Tilden Park to do so!  It's one of our toughest climbs around....up and down for two days straight.  Nutcase?  Turns out he broke the record of 94,000 feet, but didn't quite make the whole 100,000 feet....only 95,623 feet.  Slacker.  Check these two links out.
https://www.strava.com/activities/365791484/overview
http://www.albertnet.us/2015/08/new-cycling-world-record-set-in-berkeley.html?spref=fb&m=1

Watching the Tour de France.  Dopers or Scenery?  Which wins the day?  That's the question.  The Tour has always held my interest and this year was no different.  The beautiful scenery, the most important stage race of the year, the fitness of the guys.  But yes, there is the constant speculation and mistrust (post-Armstrong era) of anyone who performs well.  I try not to worry about what I can't change, so I just enjoy the scenery and hope to get back to riding in France again sometime soon.  Not quite as fast, but with all the history and highlights!

Connecticut Rides.  It's always fun to get away and ride some different roads.  Spending a week in CT with borrowed bikes let us do just that in late July / early August!  We got a few rides in and around Mystic, as well as one with friends from Deep River.  Great weather there this time of year, but too bad it doesn't last very long.

Dean's Mill Rd., Mystic, CT

Pics on Strava.  I've recently had the ability to post pics along with rides on strava.  Dangerous!  I don't want to get sucked into doing this for every ride,  but it does have its advantages.

Is Jeff Obsessed?  So my friend Jeff has been doing sprint triathlons this summer.  And doing quite well, I might add!  A few 2nd places, some no podiums, but also at least one first place!!  The hills around here help him get an edge on other racers.  So good for him!  I hope he doesn't "crash and burn", as sometimes happens.  He's transitioning from sprints all the way to an Ironman, so I hope that works out ok for him.  I'm a little worried he'll overextend (heading to an ironman), but it's his life.  Good luck!

Thinking a little about Dirt.  I'm thinking I might like to get one of these to enjoy road AND dirt.  (A "Diverge".....what an appropriate name!)  Maybe someday soon?



Lanterne Rouge -The Last Man in the Tour de France.   This is a great new book describing an embarrassing, but apparently also prestigious place to be....last man in the Tour de France!  It's like the caboose with a red light (a laterne rouge) hanging from its rear end!  It can happen each day, and at one time guys would fight for it as part of a competition.  This got attention from sponsors and fans, but embarrassed the race organizers.  So they began eliminating the laterne rouge each day so people wouldn't fight for it.  But that rule has been changed...no more eliminations.  I guess it ain't only about winning.  And if you're going to be "off-the-back", you may as well be all the way at the back!  Here are a few quotes listed in the book which caught my attention.

Success, especially your own, is not a good subject.  Failure is.  (Tim KrabbĆ©)

I'd rather finish shattered and last having attacked a hundred times than finish 25th without having tried.  (Jacky Durand)

I can't ride fast.  I can't climb.  I can't sprint....I'm a complete roadman.  A Tour Man, therefore.  (Roger Chaussabel, 1956 Laterne Rouge)

Lanterne Rouge Jacky Durand taunting Monsieur Armstrong in 1999
Alan. A sad note to end this post.  But also a message to heed.  We lost my brother-in-law Alan this past June.  Young (55), fit and someone who seemingly took care of himself more than most, unexpectedly passed away from a heart attack.  Sad, but what's this got to do with cycling, you ask?  Well, he was on his bike when it all happened.  He had gone out for a ride alone near Lake Tahoe, but was soon found dead on the side of the road by other cyclists.  A cause for his crash and subsequent death wasn't evident.  Or was it death and subsequent crash?  No one really knew.  And until an autopsy, it wasn't clear what happened.  We thought he must have been hit or crashed and hit his head, causing instant death.  No obvious bike damage or body trauma caused us to wonder.  My mind raced for the few days when we didn't know the cause, thinking I'd be doing something foolish (or at least be looked upon with fear by my family) for getting out there and taking a simple bike ride.  But it was a heart attack.  Wow.  Given his history of riding, general fitness and not overindulging in anything except humor, that was totally a surprise.  He was too young, but maybe dying doing something you love is what we'd all want.  Maybe it wasn't a bad way to go.  I could ride my bike again, not thinking about my impending doom or have people unnecessarily worry.  Rest in Peace, Friend.  But also, Carpe Diem.  It might sound trite, but do what you love.  Bike.  Fly.  Whatever.  But do it now.  Because you never know when your time will come.




Friday, May 29, 2015

Feelin' in Shape, If Not a Little Sore.......

Wow, that came and went fast.  The 2015 Memorial Day Ride (MDR) is history.  Already!  It's been a week now since 43 of us made our way south to Santa Barbara from San Jose.  As always, it's a riding highlight of the year, that's for sure!  Here are a few afterthoughts and memories.

Merlin on Nacimiento-Ferguson Rd.
The New Roads
By now, we all know the route south fairly well.  Maybe too intimately.  So, people are starting to tack on new segments, alter routes, or just shake things up a bit.  And that's good!  Usually, the route goes either inland or on the coast, alternating each year.  At least the first two days.  (Then it's all the same for days 3-4.)   This year, the memorable change for me was heading west on Nacimiento / Ferguson Rd. to avoid the typical boat and truck traffic that is common around Lake Nacimiento.  What a great choice!  It made for a combo inland/coastal route.  Gorgeous, quiet, and not very tough at all.  There is also a loop that I've wanted to complete out of San Luis Obispo and we did that this year.  More on that later!  The other alternative route that Peter and Bruce took went over the mountains toward Solvang and then hit San Marcos Pass, which then drops back into Santa Barbara.  It sounded beautiful, but maybe a bit much!  These guys are typically super fast, but they said there was a segment where they had to walk, do bike repairs, and ride on dirt for "4 hours at 3mph."  Those were Peter's words.  Maybe someday....but not for me this year.

Looking north from Nacimiento-Ferguson Rd.

Mike and Janine descending on Nacimiento-Ferguson Rd.

Hwy 1 South from Nacimiento-Ferguson Rd.

A Small(er) Group
The MDR had peaked out at about 55 or so people in recent years.  We sort of create our own moving party, but sometimes there is by far too much chaos.  This year was a pleasant surprise.  We were down to 43.  This smaller number and the absence of a few very fast riders who pushed the pace beyond what I could tolerate made it less chaotic and a bit slower too.  Kinda nice!

About half our MDR group at Gaviota Pass, getting ready to head into Santa Barbara on the last leg!

The Crash
A crash every 30,000 miles?  It was back in 2009 on the MDR when I broke my first bone ever (collarbone) coming into San Simeon.  My estimate is that 30,000 miles have rolled by for me since then.  It was my collarbone-snapping time, but no real crashes since that one.  Well, I guess my time came up again.  Remember that loop in SLO that I mentioned?  Well, I did it, but not until I had a date with gravity and poison oak!  I knew there was dirt coming up on this leg, but not so quickly!  About 6 of us climbed Prefumo Canyon Rd., a beautiful winding, windswept ascent that goes nowhere of note.  That made it quiet and that's what cyclists like!  Two guys turned around at the top and headed back down.  My mistake was not to be one of them.

Off they went down one way and off the remaining 4 of us went the other way to complete the loop.  Down-down-down the other way!  At the bottom of about a mile descent of 8-12%, I saw a narrow bridge with cattle grates.  Hit those babies fast and they'll be smoother.....just like the cobbles in Paris-Roubaix!  With Matt just ahead of me, the little bridge quickly approached.  The road flattened right at the bridge and Matt braked hard.  He saw the dirt and I didn't.  But seeing him, I braked to avoid him, shifted a little to the left, still going pretty good until I saw what was just on the other side of the bridge......gravel!!  Awww shit.  I whizzed by Matt's left shoulder, hit the gravel braking to slow 'er down, but got caught drifting too quickly to the left to maintain control.  The road, one lane wide consisting of loose gravel, quickly ended with a little ridge of dirt.  The front wheel suddenly washed out and I plowed into the ridge with my left arm, hip, leg and....helmet.  I'm sure there was a cloud of dust.

I immediately thought....oh, that wasn't so bad....kinda soft....let's get up and go!  My buddies stopped, offered help and their own thoughts on the cause of the pileup.  They checked me and my bike.  Then one said, "ooh...that's all poison oak you landed in....clean up as soon as you get back".  Then I thought...oh...that's why it was so soft!  That worried me more than anything else.  I didn't seem to tear any clothing, so I thought yeah, this P.O. is what I need to worry about.  That'll last 10 days!  Poor Matt apologized over and over, thinking he should have warned me or not braked so hard.  But it was my fault.  Gotta keep your eyes ahead up the road.  No one's fault except mine.  I straightened the brake handles, mounted back on the bike and hit the gravel road with a newfound burst of adrenalin.

I actually felt ok and rode the next mile of gravel mostly ahead of the guys.  Maybe they wanted to keep clear of the crazy, poison oak covered guy?  Or maybe I was faster!  Uh....probably not.  The next few miles of See Canyon Rd. was nicely paved,  sinuous and quiet.  It's a small back road heading towards Avila Beach.  So, off we went for the last 10 miles back to the hotel and I felt ok.  Once back, I cleaned up, bagged the P.O. covered bike clothes and took a few ibuprophen before heading into town for dinner to see Brendan.  Even with the "vitamin I", the adrenalin was wearing off, so the hip started talking to me.  While riding was ok, walking was getting labored.  I made it ok, but sleeping was a bit tough.

The next morning, I rolled a bike around the parking lot early to see whether it made sense to ride that day.  It seemed acceptable.  It was the last leg of the trip and I really wanted to ride the whole thing, since so far I had ridden every mile.  So, I thought, what the hell.  I rode the 110 miles and it wasn't bad at all!  Walking and lifting the left leg proved a little tough for a few days, but I feel much better now and I'm glad I rode that day!

The cattle grate and start of the gravel.....with my crash point marked

Isn't one Mike enough?  (Top of Prefumo Canyon Rd, right before the tumble!)

The Spill
Not off the bike, but oil.  Santa Barbara had a terrible oil spill back in 1969.  People down there have since been understandably concerned about what might again happen to their gorgeous coastline.  And two days before the ride start, it did happen again.  It was far smaller, but right along our course, there was a pipeline break just inland from Refugio Beach on Hwy 101.  100,000 gallons spilled out of a broken pipe and of that, about 20,000 gallons made it to the ocean.  Sadly, it fouled about 7-10 miles of the coast and many critters.  Of course, folks from my office were soon down there in an emergency response capacity.  When we passed, there were lots of hazmat suits, boats, a helo and ships out there aiding the cleanup.  And causing traffic jams too.  We rode past many orange cones on our final leg into Santa Barbara, but more importantly, it was sad to see what can happen to the environment.  When I returned to work this week, I found out we had 7 EPA folks down there helping out.  Hope we made a positive difference.


Brendan and Mike in SLO
The Lingering Pain
Arnica.  Use it for all kinds of pain!  I used the Te-Nu poison oak cleaner right after the crash, but nothing else except a few ibuprophen.  3-4 days later, the hip/leg pain was still there.  I started using Arnica topical ointment at about day 6, and don't know whether it was just the time since the crash or the Arnica making a positive difference, but things started feeling really better after using Arnica for a couple of days.  Yea!




Bob, Matt and Mike ascending Harris Grade (photo courtesy Garrett Lau)
So, that's it for the 2015 MDR.  370 miles.  Favorable tailwinds.  Some nice new roads.  Good folks and good weather.  I got to visit Brendan.  Yeah, some trials and tribulations with the bike spill and the oil spill.  But it's a fun tradition with wonderful memories for another Memorial Day.  And so yes, I'd do it again in a flash!

Friday, May 15, 2015

Ramping UPpPp.....for MDR!


Has a year passed already since the annual MDR....the Memorial Day Ride to Santa Barbara?  Wow!  I know time compresses as we age, but this is crazy.  Seems like we just finished the last one.  That's ok....this trip is one of the riding highlights of the year!  So, how's the prep going?

Remember, this 4 day ride is about 360 miles if you do the whole thing.  Sags are available, but we "manly men" try to avoid those like the plague!  It's not THAT difficult, but you won't be having fun if you aren't fit.  So I've been trying to ramp up the rides as much as possible, given work and the desire to keep this stuff fun!  It's been over a month since the ride to Davis.  That's a pretty good test of about 100 miles.  Get to 100 miles and see how you feel.  Because on the MDR, you better to be able to do this for most of 4 days in a row!

For a few weeks right after the Davis ride, I was able to ride about 60 miles or so each Saturday, along with a few more rides during the week to average about 140 miles/week.  And then recently, I was able to ramp it up more over the past two weeks.  Over a 10-day stretch, I rode 83 miles (most of the Grizzly Peak Century), 102 miles (up to Lake Natoma to see Caryn's crew race) and 85 miles to watch Stage 3 of the Tour of California, which included some stiff climbing.  Well, yes, I did catch a decent cold after the first 83 mile ride.  But I'm glad I'm recovering!

Am I ready?  Is there more prep?  I feel good.  There will be a Saturday ride and some more miles leading up to it.  So, the answer is yes!

A little about these miles....I tried to make them somewhat interesting for a change too.  I rode some new or less traveled roads with point-to-point rides, added a little bit of public transit to extend my normal range, and had a mechanical (broken spoke) slowing me down for about 17 miles to add an unplanned challenge!  Up in Sacramento,  I sucked onto the wheel of the pro BMC team for 10 miles on the American River bike trail in Sacramento.....that was a first!  And I used the crazy GoPro camera for video and that's kind of fun.  But up in Sacramento for Stage 1 of the race, I got some "VIP" treatment from my friend Amy, who works in cycling TV.  I got introduced to many famous folks in pro cycling world, including the guys most fans associate with any English language cycle coverage, Phil Liggett and Paul Sherwen.  Very cool and inspiring!  So yeah, I think I'm ready!

Attached below are a few pic from recent rides, which included checking out two stages of the Tour of California this week.   The MDR starts in one week (May 21).  It's just about here!  I've got no big rides planned...maybe it's time to taper and build up my appetite for 4 solid days of riding down to Santa Barbara?  Do I want to be idle?  Nah...I don't think I can sit still.  Look back for a post on that trip sometime soon!


Dawn balloons rising from Winters, CA
Spotted in Davis, CA  





The BMC team I latched onto for 10 miles.....and foolishly pulled out my camera to shoot!



Bikes as Art


Phil, Mike, Paul

Lead out on the Bell Lap!

Stage 1 podium (with winner Mark Cavendish)



The peloton on Stage 3 up Calaveras Road (10-14%)

Post flat "push" up Quimby Road (10-12%)

Toms Skujins - leader and later winner of Stage 3

 
PS  My friend Lou, who crashed about 5 weeks ago, is recovering nicely.  He's been back on his bike a bit, but is still skittish....can't blame him.  He invited me to a "Blessing of the Bikes" a couple of weeks ago, which was a new one for me!  I didn't think I needed that, but it can't hurt.  Even though there were no Judeo-Christians represented (Buddhists, Hindus, etc. were well represented), there apparently is a patron saint of cycling.  Here are more pics....I guess I'm well connected now!

"No Crash" protection
Holy water, incense and peacock feathers:  The Blessing of the Bikes