This ride report by Team CSP-SBI cycling ambassador Dave Theobald
After participating in a number of organized gravel rides this summer, I decided, on a lark, to race while the weather was still warm (September 30th). The event I chose was “The Crippler” — 67 miles from Canon City to Cripple Creek and back on gravel and 4WD roads. Arriving literally a minute before the start, I found myself uncomfortably at the center-front of the starting line. My immediate race strategy thus became how to sneakily progress (backwards) to the middle of the pack. I found my legs and rhythm and gratefully the top of the climb. After a fast descent with blind corners and big trucks, l finished fast and happy! Somehow, I officially have two results. I prefer my first result: 10th place, but am terrifically satisfied with my second: 20th place.
Dave Theobald is a Senior Scientist at Conservation Science Partners. Learn more about his work: https://www.csp-inc.org/about-us/core-science-staff/theobald-dave/
More on “The Crippler”: https://www.myjourneyracing.com/the-crippler-2018.html
This ride report by Team CSP-SBI cycling ambassador Kurt Sable
So what is Grinduro? A bike race? A century? Mountain bike? Gravel grinder? Road Bike? It is all of these things plus bacon and whiskey at the rest stops and Big Foot sightings along the way, and a load of fun on two wheels. Lots of focus on your ‘ride to party ratio’.
I just participated in one of the two Grinduros in the world in my rural hometown of Quincy, California on the last Saturday of September, (the other one is in Scotland in July). It was quite amusing to hear exclamations from other cyclists as horses and deer ran along the road while we were rolling out. Many of the 1,000 or so riders come from more populated areas and I felt proud that folks were amazed at the natural environs. Not to mention, I work as a hydrologist for the Plumas National Forest and we were riding in my “office” for most of the ride.
I wore my awesome CSP/Southwest Bike Initiative kit to represent during the event and got to chat with people while grinding up a 15-mile, 3,500 ft. climb at the start.
How could I chat? This is part of the brilliance of Grinduro. Like mountain bike enduros, only segments of the ride are timed; between timed sections I could just ride and take in the pure mountain air and views at whatever pace I wanted. In mountain bike enduros the timed segments are usually the downhills. What is unique about Grinduro is that the timed segments are incredibly varied: a 1.1-mile uphill gravel road climb, a 6-mile fast descent on a gravel and dirt road, a 6-mile rolling paved time trial, and, last but not least, a 3.5-mile single track decent. All of these timed segments are peppered along a 62-mile route of mixed surfaces (dirt trails, gravel roads, paved roads) with 7,700 of total climbing. The big climbs are on dirt and gravel and quite steep in places.
Instant and common topics of conversation include: What bike? Should you use a mountain bike, a road bike, or is this event a good excuse to get a new gravel bike? What tires? How much tire pressure? And after the ride, how much dirt is on and in one’s body, and how many flats did you get? And, did you get a flat during a timed section? We definitely could have used some rain before the event – there was a lot of loose dirt and dust.
There has been a ton of great media put out there about the event. These folks provide a flashy and witty take:
Stepping back from Grinduro, I wanted to mention the role events like these have on small rural towns.
The event is organized by Sierra Buttes Trail Stewardship (SBTS), a non-profit organization based in the Northern Sierra. They have been brilliant at partnering with the Forest Service, local counties, local schools, and the State Off-Highway Vehicle (OHV) Commission to authorize projects and get money to build and maintain sustainable trails. They are mostly a mountain bike group, but they embrace all trail users. They organize events, run trail shuttles, have a bike shop in another rural town, Downieville, CA, and organize many trail events that attract volunteers from the pool of local and out of town trail users.
They employee a trail crew, bike shop and other staff in our rural communities, and reportedly pay a good living wage.
Quincy is primarily a timber town and still has an active lumber mill. Like much of the rural west, the population has been declining and unemployment is relatively high. There are a lot of reasons for this, but since the trails and events have come to town, there has been increased activity in downtown. Newly opened businesses include a book store, an outdoor store/bike shop, a brewery, and a new café. You often see bikes on vehicles from out-of-town parked outside these businesses or in front of our awesome food co-op, Quincy Natural Foods.
The trails and biking are certainly providing a small but real boost to our local economy and it helps locals see another use of the surrounding forest that is not extractive.
I have seen local kids out riding on the trails starting to fall in love with biking and they want to be in Grinduro someday.
Some may say “be careful what you wish for” and that we will have an influx of wealthy folks driving up our real estate costs… but I say we are far from that for now. So come on up to Quincy and lets go for a ride, or be poised by your computer when the registration opens for Grinduro and come have some bacon during a very memorable fall ride in the Lost Sierra.
“the biking circle and community is great”. –Howard Grotts, 2018 Iron Horse Men’s Champion
Durango, Colorado is a beautiful Western town. This year’s 47th Annual Iron Horse Bicycle Classic celebrated Durango’s cycling heritage, and expanded the fun by weaving in new cycling events including BMX for the second straight year. The atmosphere around cycling brings out such joy in people and the character of this place in an extraordinary way. Cycling is a technology of contact, connection. It’s simply amazing. The Iron Horse is so fun it’s a pity it only happens once per year.
At the Iron Horse everyone gets involved somehow. Like many people in attendance, over the weekend I was both participant and spectator. On Saturday I raced the classic road cycling event from Durnago to Silverton, and on Sunday I watched the BMX action up close on main street and cheered the mountain bike racers as they passed through town and the Steamworks Brewery. The festivities excel at community engagement so well the Iron Horse is in a league of its own, much like the San Juan mountains are perhaps the most spectacular range in the lower forty-eight. It’s an event that matches the landscape!
There’s such a diversity of events there is something for everyone. The road ride on Saturday is the most accessible event, and it’s on one of the most beautiful courses in the county. There are races for women and men in all different age groups and categories. The most popular road ride is the Citizen’s Tour to Silverton. But don’t be fooled, even though the tour is not an official race, many of the participants are trying to set a personal best or even beat the Iron Horse train that departs downtown Durango at 7:15a.m. and steams up the canyons to Silverton. I bumped into my friend Rose from Albuquerque on Sunday in Durango, and she did the Quarter Horse ride, which is a shorter road ride with less climbing that goes to Purgatory ski area halfway between Durango and Silverton. Over the weekend, there is the La Strada La Plata Gravel Ride, MTB (mountain bike) race, BMX, Cruiser Criterium, Kids Race, bike parade and things beyond cycling–a running event, a triathlon, a Veterans Memorial Ceremony, and lots of vendors with art, food, and cycling offerings. It’s incredibly fun.
I had a pretty good race by my standards. I was sitting eight overall on the road as we headed over the final pass, Molas, for the final descent into the old mining town of Silverton. Cycling legend Ned Overend was just a few minutes in front of me, and I basically had a front row seat to see him and other stars in racing action. What a learning experience! As I flew cautiously down the steep grade, two riders caught and passed me, and out sprinted me in the slightly uphill drag down Silverton’s main street to the finish line. One of the riders I knew well, Ben Sontag, a mountain bike pro for Cliff Bar. The other I wasn’t so sure of, but man can he race and is he fast! As soon as we crossed the line conversations began, and I met the other rider, Todd Wells, three time winner of the Leadville 100 and USA Olympian. He just retired and said this event kept him motivated to stay in shape. I ended up in 10th place, but hey, when Todd Wells is just in front of you, is that so bad? I was a happy finisher, like everyone!
Over the weekend, visitors soak up the local Colorado vibes and learn more about the many things we can do with bicycles. And residents get to pinch themselves and be reminded how lucky they are to live in such a special community. When people come together around bicycles more great things happen. The cool thing about Durango is that having Olympians and cycling champions living next door is not really remarkable, it is just normal. They represent the possibilities of human expressions through the bike life. The event itself normalizes cycling. The bike is the way to get around town. The mainstream planning community is starting to respond to that.
I think it’s time we start referring to active transportation modes for what they are, our most basic and primary modes. –Michael P. Sanderson, Professional Engineer (P.E.), “Leading the way to make active transportation safe, while improving health”, ITE Journal May 2018
I’ve grown up in a world where bicycling is seen as alternative or unconventional. Planners and engineers today are working to make walking and cycling flow more naturally, like a mountain stream. Every street in front of every house is a bike route. Our street system connects us to where we want to go, our schools, work places, our friends’ houses, recreational assets, our business districts, health facilities. Making the street system accessible and welcoming bicycles is key for healthier and sustainable lifeways. The Colorado Department of Transportation has made big strides, putting bike lanes in on the main route through town, Highway 550. This is where the Iron Horse Bicycle Classic begins, right in front of Durango High School. They are trying to making it convenient for people to ride a bicycle everywhere we need to go. It’s not perfect, though. Vallecitos Road has a typical sign as you leave town that says “bike route ends” and the wide shoulder tapers down, but that doesn’t mean people stop bicycling there. People that live in the country want to ride their bikes to town, too, and certainly town residents love to ride their bikes to the countryside. When we change our paradigm and view cycling as conventional, we expect bicycles everywhere. And at the Iron Horse it is like leaping into the future. Softly, gently, joyfully…cycling dreams will come.
Credits and Further Reading:
Thanks to our team, sponsors and partners for getting us to the Iron Horse for the second straight year. Go Team CSP-SBI! https://bikeinitiative.org/sponsors-partners/
A special thanks to Sansai Studio for most of the great photos (the better ones!) in this post.
Visit the Iron Horse Bicycle Classic to sign up for 2019 and learn more about the history!
Southwest Bike Initiative invites you to join our team of cycling ambassadors, Team CSP-SBI, on this bike to work month 2018! Clothing is available through Wednesday May 22 on our online store. Take a look and enjoy the ride! Sizing chart is here: Sizing And here is the direct link to the store: https://custom.zootsports.com/CSP Items ordered ship about end of June. More information on Team CSP-SBI is below!
Team CSP-SBI cycling ambassadors, leading by doing
Team CSP-SBI creates a welcoming and truly inclusive cycling community. We are open to everyone. We bring people from all backgrounds, ages, genders, abilities, disciplines and interests together through cycling. We celebrate cycling as a way of leading by doing. Cycling is an action we can take that makes a positive difference in our lives and communities. It is healthy, practical, affordable, sustainable, low impact, and worlds of fun. I hope you, your family and your friends will consider joining us in sharing the joy of cycling and spreading the word!
More on Team CSP-SBI—
Southwest Bike Initiative (SBI), a sustainable transportation nonprofit in Albuquerque, NM, partners with Conservation Science Partners (CSP), an innovative conservation science nonprofit, to organize this global network of cyclists. We use storytelling and social media such as Strava to share our cycling experiences and encourage others to discover more of the joys of cycling. SBI provides educational tools and resources to help members build confidence and advocate for safer roads in our communities. Most of all we take pleasure in cycling with friends! Team CSP-SBI grows the culture of cycling by expanding the community of practice.
Your experience with Team CSP-SBI is what you make of it! We have a dedicated race team in Albuquerque, NM but most of our members are non-competitive. Cycling ambassadors can be on other clubs, too! We strive to create unity through cycling and build a diverse network. We participate in a wide range of cycling activities from daily commutes to community rides, events and competitions. Our network increases learning and skill acquisition, and expands access to cycling by opening doors for people. We help people get started and grow their cycling life. Cycling is unlimited!
The American pronghorn is native to North America, and the fastest land animal in the Western Hemisphere. Its top speed is about the same as that of a person on a road bike, around 55mph. Pronghorn have a large heart, lungs and windpipe for sustained swift movement. Pronghorn were more numerous than bison when the United States expanded West, with a population around 100 million. Due to overhunting and habitat alterations such as fences, by the 1920’s there were only about 13,000 pronghorn left. An ongoing conservation success story, their numbers are now approaching 1 million again. They have large eyes, weigh 87 to 129 pounds, and walk just 30 minutes after birth. Pronghorn are only found in North America, across the American West, in Baja and northern Mexico and in parts of the Great Plains.
About Team CSP-SBI technical cycling clothing—
Team CSP-SBI apparel are designed to optimize your cycling experience. They are comfortable, stretchable, breathable, moisture wicking, they block sun and are soft and silky to the touch. The jerseys are a standard cycling jersey, with a full zip front for ease of wearing and for cooling down on hot days. Three pockets in the back can carry food and anything else you want to bring on a ride. The shorts have a pad to provide comfort and protection where the body rests on the bike seat. The arm warmers and vest are great for cool morning starts, downhills, and protection in case of changes in weather.
Team CSP-SBI is led by Mark Aasmundstad, the founder and director of Southwest Bike Initiative. Mark is a cycling instructor (LCI) with the League of American Bicyclists, and has trained as a commercial truck driver and geographer. He’s focused on using planning, design and education for making transportation safer for everyone, growing sustainable communities and encouraging people to walk and bicycle more often. Mark bicycles for every reason, and keeps discovering more reasons to ride. We learn bicycling from others, and Team CSP-SBI is about building relationships and connecting people to opportunities to get into cycling and make it more rewarding. Mark is an everyday cyclist, and a six-time State champion at the elite level, and a masters national hill climb champion. When it comes to cycling he is a true amateur, one who participates for the love of it.
More about the kit—
Items ship in 4-6 weeks, so they arrive around the start of summertime! Sizing chart is here: Squadra Size Chart. Sale of the kits cover the costs of production only. If you would like to contribute money to Southwest Bike Initiative to support our work, here’s the link: DONATE
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2017, a year in cycling by cycling ambassador Stephen Wolfe
My wife Kyoko and I started out 2017 with a cycling adventure as part of our planned trip to New Zealand, a place neither of us had been. We spent a month in the country, and managed to take an electric bike tour of Wellington, our first time on E-Bikes. They were very heavy, and hard to maneuver, but I must admit they helped on the climb up Mount Victoria. The following week we journeyed to Christchurch, a city devastated by an earthquake in 2011. The experience was sobering, but the resourceful Kiwis are busy rebuilding. Christchurch was also the start of our cycling tour of the famous Otago Trail. The Otago Trail goes from near Mount Cook on the southern island, to near Dunedin, a major port. The trail is an abandoned rail line that served the gold and silver mines in the Otago region near the mountains. The line continues to utilize the original tunnels and trestle bridges and 145km has been rehabilitated for cycling travel with hard-pack gravel. Because the steam trains used for the ore cars were not very powerful, the average gradient is only 2%, making for an easy climb from East to West. However, taking the even easier choice, we started in Clyde, an old mining town, and rode mostly downhill to Middlemarch, spending the night at several other old station towns along the way, and even trying out the ice sport of curling in Naseby’s indoor rink. From Middlemarch the rail line is still active, so we took the train through some beautiful gorges to Dunedin. Overall, the people were very friendly, the food and coffee (the Kiwi’s only ever drink flat whites, and even McDonald’s and Burger King only had espresso machines for coffee) were great, and the scenery along the trail was unmatched.
Back in Japan, I took what was my second tour of the Shimanami Kaido, a route in Western Japan that is fast becoming a destination for cyclists from all over the world. Kyoko and I first rode the route in December of 2016, and were so struck with the beauty of the riding across six islands and connecting bridges over the Seto Inland Sea–from the largest island of Honshu to the smaller island of Shikoku–that we vowed to come back soon. My enthusiasm for the ride (and food) was contagious, I guess, as two of my friends expressed an interest, so in April I was down there again. The 75km route, although along local roads, is well-marked, and each of the six bridges have dedicated cycling/pedestrian travelways, including the Kurushima Bridge, the world’s longest triple suspension bridge at 4.1km. The area is known for its citrus fruits and delicious fish, and the meals we had did not disappoint. We stopped halfway to stay at a Japanese inn and use the local hot springs to ease fatigue, and finished on the second day. My friends, not being dedicated cyclists, took public transport on the return, so I cycled on to another route in the region (more about that later). Along the way we met cyclists from many different countries, who availed themselves of the many bicycle rental locations along the route.
Later in the spring we traveled to Kagoshima, a city on the southern-most main island of Kyushu. Kagoshima is one of the major cities on the island, is full of history, and features great Berkshire pork products. We took a day tour by rental cycles around Sakurajima, an active volcano across the bay from Kagoshima. The lap around the island was only around 35km, but there was ample evidence of previous eruptions everywhere. The volcano almost continuously spews ash.
May brought the Japanese edition of L’Eroica. The tour was plotted around 4 of the lakes at the foot of Mt. Fuji, and over 100 participants gathered with their vintage bikes to ride the course, which featured some wet, muddy sections. I rode the De Rosa I’ve had since I bought it new in 1980, and had a great time riding and talking with fellow vintage bike owners.
I decided that for my 68th birthday I would climb Mt. Fuji as far as the paved road goes. The climb is about 24km with an average grade of 5% and 1,200m of ascent, which makes it quite similar to the Full Sandia Crest ride in the Albuquerque region (21.5km, 5%, and 1,150m), although the Fuji climb ends at 2,300m and Sandia peaks at 3,246m, making the altitude more of a factor in the latter. In September I also participated in a “fun ride” put on by the Bandai area in northern Japan to promote the region. The 65km run was around and up Mt. Bandai, with a total of 1,400m of climbing, and lots of good food at the aid stations.
In October we went to Spain, the first time for my wife and over 40 years since I was last there (Franco was still in power at the time). Needless to say, Spain has changed dramatically since then, and the many areas we visited were vibrant, full of great food (ham, cheese, and wine), and nice people. During our time there we spent a week in Girona, the cycling capital of Spain and a place where the amenable winter weather and great cycling roads have led many pros to spend the off season. Our first day of riding was up to Olot for a ride down the converted rail line. The 60km ride featured lovely scenery of ancient volcanoes and farmland, and mostly downhill riding along the well-maintained trail. Our second day was a circular route to the Vall de Llemena, a quiet and unspoiled rural area near Girona. The following day we took our bikes on a train (the trains are well set-up to accommodate cycles) to a nearby village and toured six medieval villages. On the fourth day, the bike shop that arranged our self-guided tours had a group ride, which I joined for a 90km loop around the city. On the final day we rejoined the converted rail trail to ride from Girona to Sant Feliu de Guixols on the Mediterranean. It was very easy to see why Girona is so popular with cyclists. Cyclists were everywhere!
The last big tour of the year was with a friend who works at the same Japanese steel company where I used to work. We traveled down to Hiroshima, and from there took a ferry to the Kakishima Kaido, one of seven cycling routes established in the Shimanami region mentioned above. This island route featured vast oyster farms along the seacoast, and totaled about 90km. We over-nighted in Kure, a town where the famous Yamato battleship of WWII was built, and the next day we rode over 5 islands connected by bridges along a very rural and beautiful shoreline road, with a stop in a village that features houses from the Edo period of Japan, built over 150 years ago. A short ferry ride at the end took us back to the Shimanami Kaido, over four more islands, and ending in the shipbuilding town of Onomichi, a total of 110km. We are looking forward to seeing how 2018 unfolds and though we have nothing definite planned, are sure it holds adventure.
Editor’s note: You can learn more about Stephen and meet more of our cycling ambassadors on the Team CSP-SBI members page: https://swbikeinitiative.wordpress.com/team-csp-sbi/team-members/
Team CSP-SBI cycling ambassador Tom Sisk was honored by the Defenders of Wildlife with a science award this Fall. Tom joined a prestigious group including Senator Martin Heinrich of New Mexico, and Dr. Nathan Varley and Linda Thurston from Yellowstone National Park, for making “lasting and extraordinary contributions to wildlife and habitat conservation.” Tom is a pioneer in ecology, environmental management, education, outreach and leadership training. In his remarks from the award ceremony, Tom noted healthy ecosystems depend on all people having “opportunities to experience, learn about, and value nature.”
One of the highlights of my year was experiencing the great outdoors with Tom and more Team CSP-SBI ambassadors at the Iron Horse Bicycle Classic this past May. Cycling connects us with wild places and the spirit of life within ourselves. Cycling gives us opportunity to get oriented, and gain first-hand knowledge of the places where we ride. We learn about them in detail through our senses, while connecting with the communities that conserve them. Riding a bike with teammates and thousands of friendly people in a place as grand as the San Juan Mountains of Southwestern Colorado was incredibly energizing. Cycling’s light footprint and positive health impact makes it a great match for safeguarding lands and habitat. Plus sharing a bicycle ride is a great way to bring communities together and forge memories that bond people of all ages and backgrounds for a lifetime. Cycling opens the way for community engagement, action-oriented learning, and thriving communities. So fun! Congratulations to Dr. Tom Sisk for the Spirit of Defenders Science Award, and wishing him lots more productive work and cycling.
References / Credits:
Award photo and opening quote from the Defenders of Wildlife Blog
Learn more about Team CSP-SBI at the Iron Horse on SBI’s Blog
story and photos by Team CSP-SBI’s Michael Ort
I wake up with an ear worm: “Rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel shall come to you, O Israel”. No idea where it came from, but it’s there. By 6:45, I’ve had my tea and some too-sweet granola (the store must have changed its supplier), and am out the door on my cross bike. No one out on the streets – Sundays are delightful that way. Up the hill behind Thorpe Park. Funny that the ride starts with the steepest hill. Up onto the mesa and beginning to stretch out. Ten cow elk cross the dirt road in front of me. I wonder where the pronghorns I used to see around here have gone. Bouncing along over ruts and rocks – the big trucks doing the forest thinning sure mess up the road. The heavy equipment used to put in the Snowbowl water line a few years ago must not have been cleaned of noxious seeds before coming in. The cheatgrass came in at that time and is spreading quickly. All the forest clearing might be for naught if the cheatgrass carries the fires instead. Pass through a covey of sleeping campers with vehicles on both sides of the road. No dogs come out, good! Bouncing bouncing bouncing, Rejoice rejoice Emmanuel!
We had dinner out with our daughter last night. She moved out last weekend. I was surprised how good it was to see her. I miss her. The nest is empty. Legs feeling good – rejoice! We are going to do the Ride the Rockies next week, and I have not really done any training. This ride might tell me whether I can do the miles, but it is too late to train. I was working on Reunion Island for a couple of weeks, where I managed a couple of runs on the track outside my dorm room, but the work was pretty demanding. Then a day in Dublin to drop off suitcases – why bring them home if we are moving back there in a couple of months? – and then to Oxford to work on a proposal for a couple of days. It was good to meet my two colleagues – we had only corresponded via email and chatted on skype previously. But one just could not seem to get her mind around the project and focus on obtaining the results we need from her. After the meeting, the other colleague told me she wants the first one off the proposal – she doesn’t have the skills to do the work we need. Colleague number two is right, but these are people, not robots. I am the lead on this – it falls to me. I wrote a letter, but is it kind? Is it clear? It is sitting on my computer now, waiting for me to decide. I need advice from someone. Who? Guido would be good – I’ll write him. Bam – oof! Hit that rock a bit hard. Rejoice! Come back to now.
These wheels are pretty strong. Had them built last summer, set up tubeless, and now can ride fatter tires. 35 rear, 40 up front. My first long ride on them was this same route, I think. It was before I did that ride put on by that organization in Phoenix, riding up to the Canyon. I did not know anybody on the ride, but my daughter ran the scheduling for friends who were giving massages at the finish. We all camped there that night. And then I ran into Dara – Troy was off doing something – and so there was someone to chat with. She had her little gas molecule with her, running around playing. I was beat from riding a cross bike on a mountain-bike course, but bang! Didn’t see that rock in the shade. I really should get some lighter sunglasses so I can see in mottled light. Legs still feeling good. Dropping down behind Wing Mountain. Cool, a coyote! And cows. Rejoice, rejoice! I wonder where that song comes from. Can’t think of any more words to it – could it be from Dad’s temple? No, I can’t remember singing there. Mom’s church? Maybe – they did a lot of singing back then. It was an ecumenical time. That seems to have passed – do churches still invite people from other faiths to discuss their belief systems? I learned a lot from those but I can’t seem to believe in the Judeo-Christian-Muslim god any more. After seeing my daughter in the hospital with Stevens-Johnson syndrome, skin blistering from a reaction to her epilepsy meds, I couldn’t see any god that allowed that as merciful or loving, or else he/she/it wasn’t very powerful. The forest feels powerful today. Maybe god is something else. Cool, arriving at road 222. Fast and no traffic – haven’t seen a car moving yet. Where is my shortcut – that one? No, I’ll recognize it. Don’t second-guess yourself. There it is – turn off! A couple mule deer. Now road 171 – heading toward Kendrick. The lava tube is over there. It is nice the tourists don’t know about the better caves. Ahh, the first car passes me, respectfully and slowly, keeping the dust down. Give them a wave. Oh, two hours in now, time to eat something. Quiet out here, good time to sit. Rejoice, Emmanuel, whoever you are! Along the foot of Kendrick and then south on road 100 through Government Prairie. Pass the Government Prairie vent – coolest scoria cone around, with benmoreite, rhyolite, and dacite all erupted together. The students I take here are always amazed and confused by it. What a wide-open area!
The road goes straight along the range boundary. Glad we don’t use township and range much anymore. GPS and UTM sure simplify things! Through the little housing community – they just graded this road. Up to 35 mph on the downhill, with a bit of sliding on some turns. Rejoice! Left on old route 66, dirt here. And uphill. Hmm, my legs are getting tired, and it is hot. Stop at the top for another bit of food, and refill my bottles from the one-liter platypus in the big seat bag I put on the bike for this ride. Great invention, but I am still going to be pretty dry by the end. Twenty miles to go now, forty miles in. More sunscreen? Nah – too much sweat on me, so the cream won’t stick. Downhill to that little housing area – I wonder if it has a name? See my second (and third, fourth, fifth, and sixth) vehicles on the road – old pickups each with one person inside, in single file moving slowly. Wonder what that is about. Damn Assos bib shorts. I bought them because everyone said they are so comfortable. They always feel noticeable when I wear them, chamois too thick, bib straps push on my shoulders. I want shorts I don’t notice. After these shorts failed, I started buying Castelli. Those fit me, and disappear when I am on the bike. My nipples hurt – the stupid bib straps are chafing them. Do I need to put bandaids on them like in a marathon? Bouncing along probably accentuates the problem. Pavement! I wonder how long this stretch is. Long fast cruise downhill, to turn back onto road 171. Three miles of pavement to the turn. Wave and call out greetings to the pack of runners returning from their run and getting into their cars. Damn, I should have asked them if they had any extra water. Up the hill – three more cars pass by – and turn onto 222A. This will be a grunt – my legs are tired. Forgot how loose and rocky it is too. A big guy in a huge pickup stops and gets out, heading off into the woods. He waves, and remotely locks the pickup, which chirps as I pass by. Finally at the top – Rejoice, Emmanuel. Who was Emmanuel? Isn’t that another name for Jesus? For people who had no surnames, the various forms of god sure had a lot of given names. Cruising down the road toward A1 Mountain now. Brake quickly at the rough patches. Better lighting than earlier this morning, but I am tired and need to be careful. Stop for my last food and drain one bottle. Still have half the other to drink. I’ll make it. An SUV comes by and stops and asks if I am okay. I probably look pretty beat. I should – I am. I thank them. Damn! Should have asked for water. Or maybe a beer. Out into A1 meadow. No animals out now. Down the hill to Thorpe Park, slowing and ringing my bell for the walkers. Pavement, up the hill, and home. Pine pollen covers everything in yellow. Except me. I am covered in dust. And my bike too. Hose us both off. Rejoice, rejoice! I’ll lube the chain later.