There was a beautiful warm glow outside the window around 3:30 that drew me out for a short ride.
Sunday, December 30, 2012
I hope that people are not offended by this. I re-posted it from a google+ person on the rando group who found it on you tube. It is a Monty Pythonesque spoof on Randonneuring and Hitler.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Sunday, December 9, 2012
I did some work trade in exchange for this beauty. I have missed the black Trek 950 ever since I traded it in on the Pacer. It came with all the nice period appropriate parts. I added the studded tires. It has a bull moose kind of quill stem. It is now the dedicated winter rig and perhaps will become a camping bike as well.
Thursday, October 11, 2012
|Read the sign!|
We drove 2 miles to Washington as his road is treacherous and brutal, especially covered in wet leaves. When we got ready to leave he did a quick seat adjustment and broke his seat clamp bolt. Luckily it happened before we left. I broke one a few years back and had to ride miles with a very low seat that moved side to side as I pedaled.
Back at his house we had another coffee, some more BS and found a replacement bolt. Then back to town and we were off. It was a beautiful ride with some repaved sections. Lots of nice gradual climbs and rolling flats. The ride also fit nicely into my training plan for this year which is to ride through the afternoon since that is when I struggle on long rides.
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
|end of a climb|
|end of same climb, ride organizer extraordinaire Mike|
|requisite bakery stop around the corner from the control|
|the only thing better than a covered bridge is a covered bridge with bikes|
|lovely river view|
|this is a great road at the end of a climb|
|top of the largest climb|
|also top of the largest climb-nice folks from Boston, one of whom just got a new job at Seven Cycles|
|giant sap line held up by birch poles|
I felt good and am starting to enjoy climbing again now that it is my 3rd year road riding after a decade or so of no road biking.
I rode with a central Vermont friend of mine. I told him it was 60 miles with 4 coffee shops, confusing this ride with the cafe cruise. As we sat at the Village Cup in Richmond he seemed genuinely, if slightly irritated by this situation. As Mike pointed out, I keep confusing the two rides. He struggled a bit but was glad he pulled through it. Plus, he generated one of the greatest brevet quotes I have heard yet. It goes something like this...(talking to his wife on my phone) "...I'm doing great. My left eyelid is not currently hurting. Everything else hurts. I am pretty sure when I start riding again something will happen and my left eyelid will start hurting too. But it is going great. I feel good." (he is very funny and self deprecating at times).
Anyway, another awesome VT brevet.
Saturday, September 15, 2012
|breakfast at the Red Hen|
|back trail through waterbury|
|back roads from moretown to waitsfield|
|Mike going up|
|neat old water works for moretown|
|old supports for viaduct for moretown|
|didn't see it|
|falls in granville gulf|
|at the bottom of the gulf|
|gratuitous bike shot #1|
|gratuitous bike shot #2|
|Mike on the road to dinner|
|we'll be in hancock soon for dinner|
|gratuitous bike shot #3|
|my new hennessey hammock, it was great|
|Mike's tarptent contrail|
|hey, this road stops here! guess we'll go back|
|let's walk a bit|
|this was interesting on the pacer with 28's|
|but we walked the excavator trail|
On Friday I took care of a few last minute work details and then I left home around 9:30 am and rode from Plainfield to Montpelier on rt.2. and then along some gravel on the River Road to the Red Hen in Middlesex. It was sunny and cool with a fair amount of traffic since it was a Friday. I had a breakfast of ham and cheese croissant and oatmeal raisin cookie with coffee. My wife observed that it is really all about the food since every time I contacted her I told her where we were and what we were eating but nothing else. She might be a little bit correct on that one.
Then I rode on to Waterbury and met Mike at the green/park and we had a hot dog/chips snack and rode on. We took a nifty little back road/trail to some more gravel as we headed back to Middlesex. From there we took rt 100 to Moretown, opting to skip the hefty climb on the gravel with our camping gear. After a hydro stop in Moretown we jumped onto a nice gravel run down to Waitsfield on Pony Farm Road. From there we headed to Warren on rt. 100. It was getting hot and we both felt foggy so we stopped at the gas station near Warren for water etc. Then we rode straight on to Granville Gulf and up and over.
The ride through the Gulf is beautiful. It is a long gradual climb up and down. There are rocky, clear and cold little streams alongside with numerous pools and waterfalls. After that we rolled on to Hancock and the sun was getting lower. We stopped at the Hotel/Restaurant there (which has amazing brunch) and had a great dinner. We learned from the guy there that we lucked out in that we missed the Rainbow gathering by 1 week. They were up in the gap the week before. Nothing against peace and love and drumming and such but not exactly what we had in mind when we planned a quiet bike camping trip into the National Forest.
Leaving Hancock we rolled west on rt. 125 for a bit and then turned north onto Texas Falls road. Along the way we collected trash for kindling to make a fire. We got a 6 pack holder, some Halloween Peeps cardboard and about 100' of toilet paper. We got to camp and set up our gear. I had a quick second time setup of my new Hennessey hammock. What they say is true. They are comfy, dry and easy. We made a fire and hung out until around 10 and then went to bed. It was a windy night with rain. The hammock barely swayed and was completely dry.
In the morning we ate, drank VIA and then headed out. My Jetboil had a few starting issues which I am attributing to the wind and the free can of demo fuel I got when I bought it which was probably 5 years old. It certainly boiled quickly though. We headed back through the forest on some roads, snowmobile trails and single track. The federal forest land are great. Tons of gravel and nice camping spots. Moose. Pheasant. It was quite an adventure on the Pacer. I couldn't climb the single track but descending was no problem.
I felt great. Mike was riding strong, pushing fat mini knobbies and about 20 lbs more than me and hammering along at 13-14 MPH on the hilly tough roads. Definitely more bike camping in my future.