It seems that we are riding further and faster every year, although it could just be that we can't remember what we have done due to lack of oxygen.
How can there be more up than down when you start and finish at the same point? Just that same problem, no memory, lack of oxygen. Climbing Monte Cristo road is always a favorite (NOT) and the reward is sweet single track followed by a loamy root infested trail along the Coyote swamp. Then comes more climbing as you pass old mine workings and crest out on the somewhat rocky decent to the KC Saddle. Remember when that decent seemed so hard on those hard tail 1.5 inch travel bikes. Oh yeah, memory, none of that on this ride, NO OXYGEN.
Off to the top of KC, NO camera, NO pictures, and NO OXYGEN. Down Pale Ale. This trail has been used alot since we rode it last. Too much skidding. Note to self, going to have to reroute some of this one day.
Top of Milky Way was smooth, sweet, and tasty just like it's name sake. Up the road to Green Door, Rogers, Cemetery and up though Happy Valley with thoughts of a cold one infiltrating the oxygen starved brain. How do riders in the Giro d' Italia or the Tour de France do this stuff for 20 out of 25 days. Finally a Canadian won one of those marathons. Congrats Ryder Hesjedal.
Maybe the victory put us in the mood to celebrate, or maybe the lack of oxygen, but celebrate we did. The people at the local libation outlet are going to think I have a problem. Maybe I need to take pictures next time.
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