Beautiful morning, wish I had legs!

Waiting for our change to get around the damaged section of 84.
Petty nice morning; started cool and ended by warming up nicely. Would have been nice if I’d felt like I had legs, but they were clearly someplace else. Maybe I used them up on Sunday’s ride? I knew it was going to be bad when Marcus showed up, although it was actually the two Kevins setting the pace, while I tried to hold onto JR’s wheel for as long as possible (which wasn’t very long).

There’s a lot of damage around our favorite cycling roads! Amazing how many tress have been pulled down. I mean literally pulled, not cut. So many have been overhanging newly-created cliffs near the edge of the road, and if they’re not removed, they’re going to fall into the roadway, obviously a dangerous scenario. The mud on the road last Sunday has been largely replaced by dirt & dust, although there’s still quite a bit of water flowing across the road in places.

Beautiful views from West Old LaHonda, of course, and yes, that road too has some areas of trouble but in general it’s holding up OK. We’ll see what happens after the next storm rolls through Thursday morning. Coincidentally, right during our ride!

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Avoiding Old LaHonda meant riding up Page Mill today, that Part 1. Part 2 was riding Arastradero with Becky.

Just me and older (pilot) Kevin on the ride today, although we came across and rode with Eric, one of our regulars on Tuesday & Thursday mornings. An unusual route today, ditching the┬ánormal Sunday start up Old LaHonda in favor of heading up Page Mill. Old LaHonda didn’t seem like a good idea, with the various road closures the hills have been seeing lately.

Thankfully (pilot) Kevin’s legs had been softened by a hard ride yesterday, giving me a chance to try and keep up, or at least not slow him down much, on the climbs. I survived Page Mill and, surprisingly, seemed to be ok on the steepest sections. After Page we descended West Alpine (apparently pretty quickly, since I got a PR), then out to San Gregorio. What, no sandwich or cookie stop at Pescadero? Not today; Kevin (pilot) had to get back home by 12:30.

So Stage Road to Tunitas, but instead of going all the way to Skyline we detoured off Star Hill, dropping Kevin off at home while I headed south on Skyline. I wanted both a few more miles plus the chance to check out the road damage from the storm. I can confirm a lot of downed trees! The photo at the top is from the carnage just prior to the descent towards Sky Londa. Not sure what it means.

I also wanted to check out the roadwork on 84 and time the delay; today it was 7 minutes, longest yet I think, but tolerable.

But wait, there’s more! After returning home I went back out for a short mountain bike ride at Arastradero with Becky. I definitely need more time off-road, but don’t think I’ll ever enjoy it nearly as much as I do my time on the road.

In the end it was about a 68 mile day, maybe 9 miles more than I’ve ridden in a while, and got to say, the legs feel it a bit, and that feeling is good. ­čÖé

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