After a wonderful day on the slopes yesterday, today was for the saddle. I made it out in late afternoon on Robbyn the Surly Ice Cream Truck. They don't get much better than this: temps in the mid 60's, sunny and clear, with the slightest of breeze.
My route again carried me over a variety of segments I haven't enjoyed in too long. A pair of water crossings added flavor to the ride, as did a long, rocky descent which I avoid on any other bike, but love to ride on the the fattie. Even with my tires' pressure at a crazy high 15psi, those big meats just suck up the bumps and vibration like nothing. Great times.
I set out hoping to get 12-15mi. Ended up with 26mi on the day and 700ft of climbing. That was frankly a few more miles than I probably should have done. My sit bones have become quite vocal about matters and my legs aren't far behind. Too bad. It's too good to be out on a bike this time of year. Out I shall be.
My route again carried me over a variety of segments I haven't enjoyed in too long. A pair of water crossings added flavor to the ride, as did a long, rocky descent which I avoid on any other bike, but love to ride on the the fattie. Even with my tires' pressure at a crazy high 15psi, those big meats just suck up the bumps and vibration like nothing. Great times.
I set out hoping to get 12-15mi. Ended up with 26mi on the day and 700ft of climbing. That was frankly a few more miles than I probably should have done. My sit bones have become quite vocal about matters and my legs aren't far behind. Too bad. It's too good to be out on a bike this time of year. Out I shall be.