Category Archives: Ride reports (not Tu/Th)

Ride reports for everything *but* the Tuesday-Thursday morning ride

Sometimes you throw away the planned ride and improvise on the fly

Interesting ride, to say the least. The plan was to ride up Page Mill, down West Alpine, and back via Tunitas. That would have been about 62 miles, maybe 6200ft of climbing. A normal Sunday ride for Kevin and I. No biggie.

Yeah, that was the plan, which started falling apart on the climb up Page Mill. Page Mill wasn’t my idea; it’s never my idea to climb that beast. It’s mainly the lower part, below Foothill Park, that kills me. I just can’t get any kink of rhythm on it. No difference today, but I did fine, as usual, once we got to the “real” parts. Including the steep section between gates 3 & 4. But Kevin was not having an easy time, lagging behind a bit.

By the time we got to the top I knew wasn’t in for the full ride, asking if we could skip the coast today and maybe head south on Skyline, a direction we very rarely ride. OK, that’s fine, we might still get about a 50 mile ride in, heading to Saratoga Gap and down Highway 9, then Hicks, followed by The Maze and eventually stopping for lunch at our Los Altos store.

And, as usual, the ride got better as we went, with Kevin getting progressively stronger. Eating lunch at Peet’s even had a vaguely-similar feeling to eating at a French cafe in the middle of a ride! After lunch we bounced around the local roads a bit, mapping out test ride loops for the Los Altos store, before heading north on Foothill for home.

Things got interesting on Foothill. A fair number of other cyclists out there, enough to start feeling a bit competitive, so Kevin and I start hammering at the front of a small group, putting out quite a few watts and feeling really, really strong. Where did this come from? Don’t know, but it felt good. We looped back home through Arastradero and Alpine but, just a few miles from home, about to pass the base of Old LaHonda, Kevin and I both had the same idea at the same time. Why not climb Old LaHonda before going home?

It was a bit of a nutty idea, made more sensible by agreeing that we’d take it easy, maybe a 27 minute pace. Oh yeah right, like that was going to happen. We finished in 22-something (OK, almost 23, but much faster than 27).

In the end, instead of 62 miles, we rode a more-challenging 73 miles, and had a really great time. Just goes to show you should never give up on a ride. Let it play out. Things almost always get better. –Mike–

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Rode 92 to Half Moon Bay just because you can…

red_lakeRiding over Highway 92 to Half Moon Bay is not on the recommended ride list for… much of anybody. Why would you do it? It’s busy, it’s loud, and as you approach Half Moon Bay, the shoulder becomes non-existent. So why do it? Because you can. Because the road belong to everybody, because for at least a few more years you’re strong and fast enough, and also because you want to see how your son handles not-so-great riding conditions. And, thankfully, it’s only a couple miles that are like that.

Today’s ride headed north on Canada, over 92 to Half Moon Bay, then south on Highway 1, Verde, and a connection with Tunitas via Los Lobitos cut-off. But instead of heading up Tunitas and home (which would have been a very short ride), we headed back to the coast and, at San Gregorio, east to LaHonda. Lunch at the Pioneer Market (pre-made $5 sandwiches which were actually pretty good)(and, of course, a Coke).

West Alpine was next on the list, but not before the usual detour past the Duck Pond which, as you can see, had some pretty strange color stuff floating on top of the water! It was the color of rust at the near end, changing to sorta-green as it went on. Didn’t seem to bother the ducks any!

West Alpine? Well, at 47 minutes, it was nothing to get too excited about, but it felt pretty good.

Everything about this route is pretty nice except for the Highway 92 part, but even that isn’t all that bad, and probably nicer than people have in most parts of the country. We’re pretty badly spoiled here!

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