I noticed that Western Bike Works has a Sunday ride called Rock Creek Roll Call and thought last Sunday that it would be a decent ride to get me back in the saddle. I knew that after a month off the bike due to illness I really didn’t have the legs or stamina to pull this off in a group. The weather made it work, I started the day putting my fenders on the bike so was too late to catch the group start and off I went. Ran out of steam when I finished the penultimate climb and so when I finally hit town at a crawl, the torrential rain capped the day. Was pleased to get my leg back over the bike and onto the ground without falling over. 🙂 I have to be in better shape by finishing!
I rode in the area of the Falls Creek Trail (and Ice Caves)
It was a couple of weeks ago, but I was stiff the day after it.
The thing I noticed most was that I totally ran out of water and food. Still learning about Mountain Biking and the calorie count.
This affected me most on the downhill as my legs turned to rubber and I was forced to really dial back my speed as I started to make numerous mistakes. Oh well it was so fun to be out with @petebikes and I learned a lot.
Gear Note: I immediately went out and purchased a Katadyn BeFree Collapsible Water Filter Bottle from REI
Under the giggles category was I had the bike pressure set to 26 and 30 and that is simply too high and I was bouncing off stuff. Thinking 22/24 for next time.
Until then, and later 🙂
I tried Ride Reports, but it is too stuffy.
I am a bit stiff tonight, a day after the ride.
When you link sections together, and anticipate hills, the trail becomes so much more than the section you are on, it is hard to explain to me what others already get, that “flow” is so much smoother, a greater experience, more fun and worth working at. And it requires work.
I found in the attack position I always lead with the same foot and so I am beginning to practice with the other foot. Should be a hoot while this takes place.
I think rides that are “FIRSTS” should be celebrated but this part I simply don’t know how to do. So I will sit on my back porch and recount trail sections to myself. Would make a great trip report, but then, I probably have spent too long on this in any event. The silly trail mistake, followed by the monstrous ego shortcut, and the steep drop to start just makes it a ride. The gravel scree, downhills, uphills, the flow, switchbacks and endless obstacles and “features” manmade, bike made, nature made, or simply boom were pretty cool. The bike turns on a dime and climbs anything, goes down easily and it and I do struggle in really loose dusty soil with slippage, could be air pressure but I am too new to know.
What I do know. The bike on my car is not for show anymore, it is getting out there, and getting it done! Every bit of an adventure. I know there are more coming, but this one, all alone, was pretty damn cool. So it is appropriate that it is celebrated all alone, or at least OK.
Oh, that last three miles was pounding hard! Glad I went the route direction. I had no idea one could jump so many times.
Proud of myself for going and completing this ride!
I mounted a Wald 139 to my Soma and I purchased a Porcelain Rocket Meanwhile bag that arrived yesterday and went out this morning.
Looked at Shopville ShopSack but the zipper and not waterproof killed it, but I loved the idea of handles to carry the bag into a shop. The Troutmoose was water resistant but I live in the Pacific Northwest and I am OK with a fully waterproof for now.
Here it is on maiden voyage
So much has happened in the last month on the biking front for me.
I am out there and enjoying biking and have two new bikes and have retired THE bike. I haven’t posted much … no worries about the past, let me just plunge into this…
Ride Report, yesterday, the expected thunderstorms arrived at 6 in Portland, well after the late morning ride through the Oregon wine country starting at the Stoller Family Estate near Dayton. Great weather and a wonderful location to ride through. 95% pavement, 5% gravel and about 80/20 quiet roads and only one mean spirited driver.
The mid ride stop was at the Carlton Bakery which is am amazing bit of European Bakery to have and worthy of a stop whenever one is in the area. It was noted that the calories of any of the items far exceeded the ride calories…but I plunged in anyway. It is like the folks who say you waste money buying coffee, well, there is something to be said for either side and yet this is summer, and I haven’t been in Carlton in many years.
An old ride report from a month ago, April 20th.
I realized groups never quite go when I can and I needed to just get out and try the bike rack. Mentioned my thinking around, found someone for weekend adventures, so maybe it was a small group? 🙂 Or I am thinking #AdventureBuddies…working on thinking ….