Saturday was the Grasshopper Chileno Valley - as with the 'Ol Caz ride my first time, I mistook the potential severity and duly suffered the last 30 miles. Not a bonk of epic proportions, but surely twitchy legs and worry about illicit cramps at any moment sufficed. Looked good the first two hours though...
Then the darkness came
especially that little climb at 65 miles. By the time I got to the reputed Joy road I just wanted to get up whatever was in the way of sitting and not moving. Rolling back to my car the clouds moved in and the rain started as if on que...
Sunday was ginger
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