I disagree. The road does not actually appear to be closed
So many closed roads but as far as I can tell there was no reason to not pass through. Bikes fit through much smaller spaces than cars. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
Category: Road Biking
First dam ride of the year
First dam visit this year. Still a lot of dam water all over the place. The ride – Porcupine Dam The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
Purple Haze
It’s way to early in the riding season to have smoke filled skies. I’ve heard it’s because our friends to the north in Canada are lighting up some serious grass. This is of course just a rumor. I couldn’t bring myself to hit the trainer. Riding outside is too much of a serious (natural) high. The ride – Paradise The bike – Trek Madone 6.9
Drafting the Honey Bucket
Dropping back out of Blacksmith Fork Canyon I got a huge draft as a convoy of semi trucks passed. As they broke the wind the smell of breaking wind encouraged me to drop off that draft as fast as possible. I felt the experience and appropriate metaphor for a ride that started out rather crappy. Today was my second ride out in the real world
Drafting my shadow
Sure riding in a group makes you go faster and there are definitely days I miss the hum of tires and chains particular to riding in a peloton. A solo ride gives you a moment (or a couple of hours) to meditate. I do haunt the same roads over and over. There’s a reason – no cars and beautiful country side or tree filled canyons.
Dam to dam and all the pretty ponies in between
According a calendar my wife has yesterday was ride the wind day. That must mean today was fight the wind day. I and my legs prefer ride the wind day. We were severely punished for missing it. Nothing is more disheartening than pushing 300 watts and going 10 MPH. Instead, we gave up and pushed 150 watts and went 9MPH. The ponies made The ride
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The one where I left my water bottles on my truck tail gate
As is my theme as of late I woke up late which left me rushing to get out the door before sun bolstered the day’s temperature. My brain doesn’t handle being rushed and 7 miles into the ride I realized I had not actually moved my water bottles from my tail gate and onto my bike. Faced with the choice of turning back and most
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Legs are like no, nope, no way
Not a terrible ride. Even though I slept in it wasn’t too hot which was a miracle given the heat wave that is cooking most of the Northern Hemisphere. I had one of those days were breaking 20mph was a grind and my legs felt like giant lead rods. The bruise from a recent mountain bike incident on my left leg still hurts on occasion.
Bruised But Not Beaten to the Ends of the Road Go I
My muscles are still feeling the effects of their encounter with the dirt. The bruises have changed colors. The soreness isn’t a big deal but it keeps me from really pushing hard as my knees don’t feel awesome. It was perfect morning for a ride with no wind on the way out and just a bit of wind in my face on the way back
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Racing tractors recover ride
After yesterday’s crash I had resolved last night to sleep in and blow off riding. My body had other ideas and woke me up early in the morning. I was up and my knees felt fine so I committed myself to a gentle recovery ride. I was slow up until I ended up with a tractor behind me. A bit of flight instinct kicked in