Category Archives: Ride reports (not Tu/Th)

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

This ride never lies

IMG_2589doesnt_lieAfter last week’s messy ride, the one where Kevin crashed descending Page Mill due to a seizure, landing in poison oak which had the benefit of providing a nice cushion but… and of course me fishing him out… well, it was time to get back to normal. And normal meant a no-nonsense ride, something we knew we could count on. That, of course, can only describe one thing. Old LaHonda/Pescadero/Tunitas.

The ride that never lies. You can’t hide being out of shape, and it will test your mental toughness as you head into the headwinds riding north.

We got off to a very late start, almost noon, partly because we wanted to wait out the fog at the coast, and mostly because we got caught up watching the live feed of the women’s Olympic road race. We actually left it with 20k to go, setting up the DVR to record the surprisingly-good coverage on NBC.

My main concern was that Kevin not have any seizures, so I told him to take it easy on the climbs. Yeah, about that. On both Old LaHonda and Tunitas he flew on ahead, getting to the top well before me and riding back to see where I was. No seizures, so why not.

Nothing particularly revelatory about the ride; just over 23 getting up OLH, about 48 up Tunitas. Two weeks ago, I would have been at least a minute faster up each, but that’s what several days in Wisconsin, missing my regular rides and replacing them with fried cheeses and brats, does for you. And it’s hardly revelatory that Kevin can skip rides and still ride circles around me on climbs. Youth is wasted on the young. I’ve known that for some time!

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Still more catching up to do

Thursday… nice morning, felt really good climbing up through the park, with Karl, Karen & Mark P joining Kevin & I. Mostly civilized pace; Mark P had just gotten back from an overseas trip where he added some extra ballast (to keep his wheels from spinning, like they do for train engines?).

This morning, Sunday, we got out a bit earlier than normal (for us), sometime around 9am because I had to fly to Wisconsin later in the day for the Trek dealer show. I wanted to do something not too long but challenging… and what would be better than West Alpine?

Unfortunately, Keivn’s going through one of his seizure clusters, and this morning the first one hit him while climbing Old LaHonda (after, of course, he’d thoroughly ditched me). No biggie. The climb up West Alpine went better than expected; any time I can do West Alpine under 44, I’m pretty happy. It really didn’t feel that fast… maybe I can do even better!

Descending Page Mill was a tad bit more exciting than it should have been. Kevin spent too much time trying to figure out if what felt like it might be an aura (what he gets before a seizure) really was an aura or not. Well, it was, and instead of immediately coming to a stop at the first indication, the time he spent figuring out if it was real or not allowed the seizure to set in, causing him to run off the road and down an embankment. Thankfully, his fall was cushioned by vegetation; neither Kevin nor bike ended up with anything more than a bit of dirt. Next outing, he’s going to be far more conservative!


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