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Monday, 26 October 2009

  • Chill Rides

    Guess it's been a while since I have written anything here about my rides.   Just for the record I am still riding, but not doing so much group stuff as I have burned out on road rides where I am suffering more than having fun.  It's all good and good for me when I am training for something, but when I am not it makes me not want to ride...

    So I have been doing mostly MTB rides lately  a good many of them solo or at least they start out that way. It was one particular Sunday when my legs were tired that I decided to take the 575 for an easy spin to renew the spirit.  I had a good time taking it easy down the bike path and ringing the bell. 

    By the time I had reached the end of the Spring Creek path I was still tired, but the sight of the dirt was refreshing.  Once the tires hit the single trak life was good.   I just love it when the tire pressure is just right and the pedals turn without forcing them.   I climbed to the top of the ridge and then on to a clockwise loop before hitting going over to Maxwell.

    The climb up Maxwell has changed a bit.  the lower part seems much rockier and more challenging to clean the whole climb.  There has been quite a bit of trail work recently and there are some neat rock formed water bar sections that are much friendly than some of the stuff that was there before hand.   As luck would have it the bike was working well that day and  I was able to clean the entire climb.

    I got some food at the parking lot and it was off to do the upper foothills trail.   I flowed that trail until I got to the road.  I saw another rider off in the distance and he was moving pretty good up the road.  I cross the dam and hit some of the hills on the road and I must say the 575 isn't the best climber on the road with soft tires. 

    Now I needed to decide whether to do Maxwell or do Lory.  I figured I would take the trail to Michaud and head down to the place where I either do Michaud or Lory.   When I got to the intersection I noticed that I had a flat tire.  Oh well, Ill just fix it and be on my way.  I had a spare tube with me but it was such a nice day I figured I would patch it and enjoy the day.

    While I was working on the bike the guy I saw up the road, all replete in his team kit and bike asked if I was OK and I replied that I was good.  He didn't even slow while asking, and took my word for it....    So I am relaxing and working on the bike when 3 riders happen upon me.  They stop and ask if I need anything and we chat for a bit while they hung out as I fixed the tire.  They introduced themselves as Kevin, Josh and Stacy and asked which way I was going.   I still hadn't made my mind up as to where I wanted to ride, but they said they were heading to Lory.  I figured that sounded good and asked if I could join them and off we went. 

    Down to the road  on that semi techy trail.  I followed as I watched my new found friends.   I dropped my saddle for this one but they flowed it without any adjustments.    I was behind Stacy and I should note that she had never seen that trail, but rode it like she had been doing it all her life.  Hmm,  I felt kinda like, maybe I didn't need to drop the saddle, and I really didn't but it's more fun for me that way...

    Now onto Lory and up the road.  Josh I should mention is riding a SS surly with 650B rubber!   A most unusual bike.   He was by far the fastest up the road while the rest of us did the best we could.

    Finally we made it up to Lory and the plan was to climb Timber. OK, I am a bit tired but I am good with it since this wasn't a hammerfest.   Josh pretty much climbed this one like it was a stroll in the park.  Man that guy can climb and he made it seem effortless.   The rest of us were pretty far back but close to each other with Stacy stopping to take pictures (Pics posted here are courtesy of her). 

    Up we go with Josh waiting at points for us to catch up.   We got to the Kimmel trail and it was time to descend.  It was starting to drizzel a bit and the rocks were getting slick.  Everyone was flowing it pretty well and life was good for me until I hit a rock and pinch flatted. Oh well.  Josh hung out while I made the repair. By now it was much colder and wetter and by the time we got to the bottom, Stacy who was waiting with Kevin was getting pretty chilled.  

    We decided to call it a day and head back.  Stacy was so cold that she decided to wait at the visitors center for Kevin to come back and pick her up.  I must admit it was cold out there, but I had planned for cold and possibly wet so I was good to go.   The descent to Centennial was brutal and I was surprised how well Kevin and Josh tolerated the cold. 

    We decided to take the road so Josh could ride and it was no surprise that he was easily 1st to the top.   At this point Kevin bailed for the trails and Josh and I headed South.  On the way back we did this trail I never had done before which took us to the bottom of the 1st dam.  That was really sketchy for me with the wet rocks, but Josh didn't have any issues.

    On to the road again where Josh too the Maxwell descent and I took the road.   I was getting pretty tired, and single track on wet rocks isn't so much fun when you get sloppy from fatigue.

    I took the road back which were pretty uneventful. Glad I did the ride and met  Kevin, Josh and Stacy. Turns out that Josh and Kevin are on the board for the Overland Trail MTB club.  If everyone is as friendly as they are I may have to look into joining that group...

Sunday, 20 September 2009

  • No Rain, No Plan (Old Flowers road)

    It was good day to ride as the Temps were cool.  Unfortunately there was a chance of rain for the day, but I wasn't concerned as I had been wet before...  So  Dave and I meet Ron at his place as we had planned to carpool over to Stove Prairie. 

    We arrive there to find some folks already there.  These are some guyz that had done the ride last time and remembered the pace and decided to get there a bit early and get a head start on the group.  Funny how pain and suffering stick in the mind... 

    We make ready our steeds and wait for the others to arrive.  Soon,  Gale, Scott, Todd, Mike, Bob, Doug, Carl are all there.  I think there were 10 of us + 3 and I don't think I got all the names, so if anyone cares they can send me the names so that all can be counted for. Dave  posted some pics somewhere and when I find the link again I will post it.

    Todd has unveiled his spank new 29'r carbon fiber HT bike.  He graciously let me take a spin on it and  Man o Man is that thing sweet.  Wish I had more $$ and more room in my stable cause a 29'r something or other is high on my wish list. 

    Finally we are ready to roll and off we go after a few photos.   I am pleased that the pace is civil and that the whole group is actually riding together for the warm-up phase.  I am feeling pretty good despite a few hard rides last week and my goals are simply to have fun and to clean all of the climbs. With that in mind, my choice of bike was the 575 which pretty much insures a good time.   This of course meant no HR monitor so as not to have me focus on any of the training stuff.

    Life is good and the group does start to get a bit separated with Scott, Todd, Ron and Bob I think up ahead a few yards.  The rest of us are taking it easy, well as easy as possible when climbing.   It's been a good year for the group as many have had successes with there events.  This always helps make the ride more pleasant as no one has anything to prove.  Not saying that folks didn't get frisky at times and I am not saying I don't like that sort of thing on occasion.... but I digress  

    Somewhere on the way out Carl got a flat and Mike stayed with him. The group waited at the top of the Big climb and we all regrouped.   Yes I did manage to clean all of the hills to this point and I was already having fun, so my goals for the ride have been meet.   Now it was time to enjoy some descents, but I was still a bit tentative.   My tire pressures were a bit higher that usually and  I could feel the bike sliding around underneath me.  This was probably a good thing, since I can still feel that crack rib and I would rather not do anything foolish and injure my self again....  .

    We make it Pingree park and its time to decide what to do.  I suggested White Pine and surprisingly the group decided that they would have a go at it.   I had forgotten how long the climb was just to get to white pine and I decided to take it really easy and hang back with Doug.   Doug hadn't been riding as much, but he had done a couple of 100 mile Offload events in past years.  I was happy to take it easier since, the Big climb was coming!

    My bike started making some weird noises when coasting and descending fast somewhere on this ride.  It became really pronounces on that road to the ranger station.  Turns out as Dave suggested that my freehub needed to be lubed.    This was why my chain kept coming off!  This also meant I   could not shred the descents, since besides the hideous noise, I didn't want the chain to get wrapped around in some weird way and toss me to the ground.  Bummer, cause all that hard work could not be fully enjoyed. .
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    When I arrive at the ranger station the group was looking at the weather and trying to decide if they want to hurry back due to the look of the sky.     The sky didn't look that bad to me but others read things differently.   Gale decided that she didn't want to risk getting wet, and by the tone of her statement, I could tell there was no way she was going to change her mind.    At that point the group split with only Dave, Ron, Mike and myself going up White pine.    Dave was up the trail anyway and so we needed to go after him anyway so our path was already 
    chosen. 

    The climb was brutal was usual but I was feeling OK.  Ron was climbing really well and Mike and I were holding our own.   Ron made it the furthest with out making a dab, and I was next a distant next.    I did a lot more pushing on this one than I had in the past, but that was to be expected since last time I did this one I was in Leadville shape.

    Time to make the descent and the single trak is sweet.  This is by far my favorite part of the ride and well worth any suffering that had been endured so far.   I was still a bit tentative on stuff but I was able to ride 98% of it.  Ron descending really well here too.  Ron still has the Moab 24 hour race, so he needs to stay sharp and ride hard, but also be safe, and given what he was riding, seems to have an increased comfort level for some of this techy stuff.

    The rocky stuff was tons of fun for me, mostly due to the 575's  geometry that takes away that "Over the Bar" feeling that my Trek YSL's geometry produced.    There's just enough challenge here to get the excitement of technical riding without the fear of serious injury.  Hmm or maybe I just have a false sense of security about this. In any case the trail opens up in to some cool double trak descents, which I couldn't enjoy due to my freehub issues.

    At last we are back on Old Flowers road and we are not too far from the cars and there is no rain in sight.  Once again on the faster sections I was relegated to the back due to the freehub problems.  My chain kept coming off due to this also and really had been all day and this was getting annoying.    Hmm Wonder if I had tools to fix this on the trail?  Guess I will find out when I get around to fixing this. 

    Anyway I spend most of my time lagging the group until we made it back to the cars.   A good time was had by all, too bad the whole posse didn't come with us.

Saturday, 05 September 2009

  • Fall River Road and Moonlight


    So I ran into Steve Lacey of the famed 4:50 club and Darren over at Steve's as they were preparing their steeds for the Tour De Fat.  Steve had welded up this Ski Rack for his bike and it looked pretty sic.  Anyway, he mentioned that he wanted to do the Fall River Road ride on Saturday night.   Sounded good to me as I was up for a less competitive fun ride this weekend and this was just the ticket.

    Steve,  Gary, Darren, Tom and I hooked up for this one.  Steve picked up and drove Tom and I up and we met Gary and Darren at the Dam store.  From there  we headed up to Estes Park and into Rocky Mountain National.  We lucked out as we didn't have to pay cause there weren't any rangers manning the booths! .   We drove to the usual spot and readied ourselves.  While we were there the ranger stopped by to talk to us and remind us that Fall River is one way, even at night!

    Soon enough we were off and running.  The moon was full and it was kinda chilly already.  It was about 9:30 before we were actually going, and I was a bit concerned about temperatures at altitude.  In any case all was good and we were looking forward to riding the dirt.

    Once we hit the dirt, Garry took to the front and was setting a pretty brisk tempo.  Tom and I were struggling to keep pace with  Gary, Steve and Darren, so we kinda dropped back slowly, setting a more reasonable tempo  About 10 minutes of this and I realized that I was over dressed and stopped to adjust clothing.   The rest of the pack kept moving...  

    Now I am going again and it's pretty dark.   I was saving my lights for the descent and the shadows can play tricks on one.  Not that I was  scared or anything, but this is  Colorado and I didn't want to be any part of any animals meal or worse yet, picked up by some stealthy UFO, Travis Walton style if you know what I mean.    I had no idea how far the guys were up the road since they didn't have their blinky lights on.    After a mile or so I finally caught them while they were soft pedaling.  Tom was grateful for the break in the pace so we didn't tell Gary and Steve that I was back on for a bit.

    Up Up Up we go and it's getting colder, but it's not too bad.  I am working as hard as I care too.  I don't want to push to hard as I can still feel my bruised rib or whatever from last weeks crash!   This of course kept me from keeping anyone's tempo but mine, and any time I attempted to do otherwise I was quickly reminded as to why I shouldn't.

    I had to stop a few more times to get out the camera or whatever, but this time Gary waited for me a few yards up the trail.  Surprisingly , or maybe not, this ride was a whole lot easier than doing it on  as Single Speed as I did last time!   Before long we we half way up.  The views of the moon and mountains was pretty cool.  Wish I had a better camera, or at least one that  wasn't all fogged up from sweating in my pockets. .

    By now Darren was beginning to suffer as he had some knee issues and had to drop off the Gary and Steve pace.  Yes they had back down a bit, but every time they went only Steve made any attempt to match the pace.  I was feeling pretty good cause I wasn't pushing hard.  This made for a pleasant trip where I could enjoy the ride instead of focusing on not getting dropped.

    Finally we can see the last switchbacks, much quicker than I had expected, or at least I was feeling much better than if I had been hammering.  Gary and Steve checked out at this point and the rest of us were content just to make it to the visitors center where we got some food and adjusted clothing.

    We still needed to climb to Rock Cut which was another 700 feet of vertical or so.  Steve and Gary checked out again and Tom Darren and I stuck together.   Clink, Cllick Clack and Darren  breaks a spoke on his rear wheel!   He wraps it around another one and we continue on.   This pavement climb is so long and it seems like forever until we get to the summit. 

    Finally we are all together and it's time for the descent.   My lights suck compared to everyone else's so I find it better to follow so as not to have myself shadowed by those HIDs.   Gary is really flying and Darren is taking it easy so as not to get too cold.  He was a bit under dressed and ended up borrowing a jacket from Tom.  Steve and I see that Darren is a bit too far back for safety so we wait up for him.   We find Tom and Gary waiting at Rainbow curve and we regroup there.

    Time to go again and we are flying as a group.  This is pretty cool.   It's much warmer than I figured and that's a good thing, otherwise I would have needed warmer gloves etc.    We are swapping the lead and having a good old time.  Wish I had better lights, but I don't do enough of this to justify dropping  the coins to get upgraded.  Anyway, we drop through many  colder and warmer layers which is interesting. 

    Near the bottom Darren takes the lead and is flying.  I suspect he just wants to get this over with.  Now everyone is "Weapons Free" and flying.  More lead swapping and pushing the corners.   Nothing to crazy, but with limited light it's challenging.

    Finally we make the left hander to get to the cars.  That last little descent is pretty sweet.   Wish I had better lights for the turns, but I could follow the others OK so it's all good.  Now we are back at the cars and a good time was had by all. Darren's Knee was screaming at him so I hope he's gonna be OK for 24 hours of Moab and the Stone Temple 8.

    The ride home was pretty interesting cause this big Elk was hanging out in the road and we had to swerve to miss it.  That followed by us getting pulled over for doing 48 in a 40 made the night extra special.  We got off with a warning though cause they were looking for Drunks.   Kinda funny the look on the Cops face when Steve told him what we were doing out here at this time ( 2 oclock something or other)  

Thursday, 03 September 2009

  • Horsetooth or Bust

    Another Saturday night and I wasn't sure what I was going to do on Sunday.  I was thinking about doing a RR when I checked my email 10:00 PM and saw that Kent was doing a MTB ride with some friends and invited me along.  Well this was just the ticked, cause I was a bit tired and the thought of getting punished on the group ride wasn't all that exciting..

    So, hmm,  oh yeah I need to rebuild the rear hub of the bike before I go out since last ride it was making all kinds of noises.   I Google for the instructions and find a nice video which detailed the whole thing!  Nice and in 1/2 hour or so I was good to go for the morning jaunt.

    I arrive a bit early at Soderburg and rode a bit of the trail with this guy I met on a 29'r and a T-shirt.  He was really fast so I only did 1/4 mike with him before I turned around to go back to the parkling lot.  There I met Rory who was also waiting for Kent and Dave to arrive.

    Soon we are off and running and heading up the  fire road!  Dave was flying and Kent was ahead of me and I didn't have the legs or the motivation to ride that hard that early. Rory was behind me so I knew I could ride my own pace and not feel like the group was waiting for me too much.    We went up and turned onto the Stout Trail.  This was good clean fun.   I haven't done this trail before of at least I didn't remember it.   It was pretty sweet with lots of  technical stuff.  

    Kent and Dave were cleaning a lot of the stuff and made so much of it look easy.  Rory and I were able to clean some of it but I wasn't a comfortable on some of the sections.

    Some where on the way up Dave snapped his chain and we spent some time fixing that.   We road some more and stopped a few times to do some do-overs.  I like this kind of riding because it gives me a chance to practice some stuff instead of going on, cause "I or the group is training" which most time doesn't fit with the plan

    Finally we make it to the  Whathum (sp?) trail and this is a lot of fun to try and climb.  Lots of technical stuff that the 4:50 boys do in the dark with no problem but I needed a bunch of do-overs for some of it and didn't clean a couple of things after much trying.   

    I wasn't long until Dave snapped his chain again.  This time it was the SRAM master link again but we coudln't find the whole thing or maybe Dave just chose to use the chain break tool and be done with it.   I don't know what the deal is with these links.   This was the same problem I had at Leadville a while ago when one of them came apart on me too.

    We are riding again and life is good until Rory snaps a spoke on the rear of his bike.  He's got one of those paired spoke wheels and it was seriously compromised!  Oh well Game over and . we  decide to head back to the cars. Dave and Rory went one direction and Kent and I went the other.  The plan was to get the Cars and go fetch Rory.  

    On the way down we come to the fire road but the single trak is just too tempting so we decide to do that one which will take a bit more time.  

    When we get back to the cars,  Rory and Dave are waiting there for us.  Turns out that it wasn't too bad to ride the bike down and they made some good time. 

    Time to call it a day for Kent, Dave and Rory, but I wanted to go over to the Pump track and do some playing.  After about a 1/4 mile of riding I see I have a leak in the tire so I decide to call it a day also and head back to the truck. 

    Not sure how many miles we did but it was fun! 

Sunday, 30 August 2009

  • BobCat, Ginny and Powerline etc.

    Time to get back on the MTB again and I am looking forward to seeing Kent again.  I didn't post the ride to Velocal  cause I didn't have to have 2 BC rides but I guess I could have anyway. 

    I arrive a bit early and so does Kent!  We make ready or mounts and off we go.  Kent is looking really fit and the pace that he sets is one that I wouldn't be doing unless in the company of others.   It's good to be pushed a bit and it wasn't so fast that I was suffering, but it was fast enough that I didn't have enough left over to clean some of the technical stuff.  It's all good though and I was feeling kinda rusty on the up hill stuff anyway so I walked a lot of the stuff that I had ridden in the past.

    Up Up Up we go and this is much longer than I had remembered.  Seems that there are a lot more exposed rocks or perhaps I my memory has failed me here.  On the way up we see some of the 4:50 boys coming down.  They were pretty strung out and it looked like one of them had some blood on his knee. Hmm this cold be a bad omen!

    We make the summit and it looks like we have taken 2 hours just to make the climb!  Hmm,  I don't remember what it normally takes but this just seems long.  We arrive at the top and get some food and then head towards the fire road.  We almost get there, but Kent needs to head back so we turn around.

    It's fun time now and we are ready to head down.  I need to reset the lever travel for the front disc and after a few squeezes without the wheel on, I am good to go and the left brake is factory sweet again!   I opt to follow Kent on this one cause I don't want to get myself into trouble.  Oh I should mention that I brought my Fox Knee-shin guards to try out and they are actually pretty comfy.

    We ride most of the stuff but there were a few sections that we just walked.  I am rusty and there is no need to crash today. Half way down I do take the lead, but I am conservative and just happy to be out riding again.. Kent had fallen over and it turns out his cleat was loose and he could not un-clip and boom, he fell over. We make it too the bottom and life is good.  Kent needs to leave but I am thinking about going up the power line trail and doing the Ginny trail descent again.

    Here we go again and I decide to head up the power line trail.  I haven't done this one in a while and I was curious to see how much it has changed.   Funny how time dulls the memory cause it was pretty challenging and being a bit tired, I had to walk some of the rocky sections.  I don't think I could have cleaned those sections anyway.

    About 2/3 of the way up I hear a bike behind me and it's a young woman on a hard tail old school bike.  We chat for a few seconds.  She has dropped her husband and is waiting for him.   We end up swapping positions on the hill a couple of times.   I get to the end of the fire road and I am hungry.  I stop to get some food and sit on a nice comfy rock.

    After a bit the young woman  Valerie and her Husband Justin come along and we chat for a bit about cycling.   We ride together for a while.   They are pretty strong and better than decent skill wise.  

    We come upon a rider who had a flat "Phil" and we chat with him for a bit while he works on his tire.  He decides to join us after the tire is fixed.  It's Phil's 1st time here and I had chatted with him earlier as he was going and Kent and I were almost done..

    Anyway it's time to descend and I don't want to push it cause I am tires and getting sloppy.  I hang back and just chill for a while.   Val is really stoked to be cleaning so much stuff and I am impressed that she's that good on a hard tail.   She was faster than the gentleman who I was riding with earlier in the day.. sorry Kent!    Justin and Phil were pretty fast and I just let them go.

    We regrouped a couple of times and I decide that I need to see if I can stay with Justin.  I am surprised at how good he is on that hardtail and I am glad he doesn't have a FS bike.   He would walk away from me anytime the trail went abit up but  I could bring him back when we were descending, but it wasn't a cake walk.

    So now we are near the bottom on one of my favorite sections.   I go to hop this rock but the front tire hit it kinda hard.  No problem, I'll just ride it out.  Ohhhhhh sh&t the front tire is washing out  and I am going to crash! Oh man and I am on the ground.   I hear this loud hissing and I realize that the front tire went flat when I hit the rock and that cause the front to wash.  I was going pretty fast and that fall hurt.   I do a parts check and I have a few scrapes and my leg and back are pretty sore.   I think I cracked or bruised a rib and my right quad was pretty sore.   Oh well,  guess the leg armor helped!     Val and Phil find me a bit later and I fix the flat and we ride back down.  I am taking it easy cause well I am sore.

    Finally back at the car and a good time was had by all.   I am pretty sure the rib is bruised cause it hurts when I sneeze or stand on the bike, but it's not a bad pain it's just annoying.. Oh well, guess I will take it easy for a while.Bummer my camera got hosed and I lost a few shots...




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