Category Archives: Tues/Thurs 7:45am ride

Endless ramblings regarding the every Tuesday & Thursday-morning bike ride, leaving Olive Hill & Canada Road at 7:45am, rain or shine

Three days, three rides, three missing almost-daily diary entries!

VIRB0565foggy_startSunday, Monday & Tuesday… three days in a row on the bike. Can’t get a whole lot better than that! But it wasn’t anything like the epic nature of such things in the past; in a “normal” year I would have had two round-trips to Santa Cruz under my belt by now. This has been anything but a “normal” year though, starting out with the end of the 4 or 5-year-long drought (which put quite a bit of pressure on the business), followed by a series of family medical issues. Eventually I think it did take a toll on my riding, cutting back both on mileage and intensity (but not frequency; if it’s a Tuesday or Thursday morning, I’m out riding… same thing for Sundays).

The spectacular view of the coast from West Alpine
The spectacular view of the coast from West Alpine

IMG_1978w_alpineThis past Sunday would be the start of getting Kevin back on the bike; he’d been off for the past two weeks following his first two brain surgeries for epilepsy (just one more to go!). A a relatively-easy ride up Old LaHonda, south on Skyline, dropping down Page Mill and looping back home. He was pretty apprehensive about it at first but got stronger and stronger as the ride went on. Plus, he actually enjoys descending Page Mill! Go figure.

 

Monday the shop was closed (Memorial Day) so a slightly-more-challenging ride, up Old LaHonda again, then down to the LaHonda duck pond, up West Alpine and north on Skyline. Definitely a tougher ride! West Alpine was at what should have been a pretty easy pace, but no matter what speed, that hill’s always a brute. Kevin was doing pretty well, too well perhaps, as he challenged the climb up from where Old LaHonda hits Skyline, getting a new PR for that segment and doing a number on his left knee.

IMG_0082wolhThis morning I got him up and… well, his knee was just not up to it, so I rode off alone into, surprisingly, fog! Where did that come from? Carl, Karen, Eric and Kevin (pilot) showed up to torture me up Kings. I did fine as far as the park entrance, after which I was in survival mode to the top. Definitely over-dressed as the fog burned off quickly; at the top I removed the leg warmers and enjoyed the mid-60s temps. Summer is here.

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Summer is coming. You can tell by the fog on Skyline.

IMG_0049_DxO1200It’s a bit of a contradiction; some of the most beautiful sights you’ll see on a bike are under conditions not terribly kind to your bike (and maybe just a bit on the cold & wet side for you!). This morning was a great example of this; after climbing Kings, we entered into the fog up on Skyline. Entered, emerged, entered, emerged I should say. The only constant is the effect on your bike; it’s a mess after one of these rides. The drivetrain in particular becomes quite grungy, with a strong likelihood of bearing damage. “But I don’t ride in the rain!” customers frequently protest. If anything, it’s actually worse than rain because everything from the road splashes up onto your bike, but nothing comes down from the sky to wash it clean.

Carl, Karen, Eric, Scotty & JR this morning. Not sure why but my legs just weren’t feeling like pushing me up the hill, although as usual, I felt better later on. The rabbits must have been feeling good; on West Old LaHonda, we saw at least 20 of them. Everywhere you looked, a rabbit. They run along the side of the road and, as you come by, totally freeze. I mean totally. Strangest thing. Probably something they do instinctively, to keep from being seen by predators.

Guess it’s getting time to clean up my bike. So far, I’ve felt pretty good about not doing so, since whatever work I put into it will be undone with just one ride. Still, it’s not very pretty to look at now… it deserves better!

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