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Friday, July 21, 2017

Truth!

And not the great Jeff Beck Album from '68....................

So Wednesday didn't go as planned. Not even close!  A thunderstorm around 2 in the morning started what would be a full day of "life".  I love these early morning storms, but a few of the kids don't - not yet anyway.  Living at the end of a big open canyon makes the thunder resonate and echo.  That with the cool crashing rain................it's better than a Pink Floyd show from the '70's.  Nonetheless, things didn't go nearly as planned.  What should have been a brutal 3 1/2, to 4 hours turned into an hour on the spin bike (indoors).  So today had to be a makeup, with an otherwise brutal ride already scheduled.

East Canyon

The ride to East Canyon is typically a "century" (100 miles).  The turn around is about a mile past this picture, where SR66 ends and meets SR65.  It is beautiful, but it comes with a price.  At about 45 minutes in, you have climb up Trappers Loop, out of the Ogden Valley, with a screaming 6 mile decent into Mountain Green.  From Mountain Green, its up to Peterson and onto Morgan Valley Drive.  Just past Porterville, you catch SR66 for about 8 miles with some deceiving elevations ahead.  Coming back from the turn around, there is 3/4 mile of spoke bending to get back to the top before you start back to Morgan.  Rather than follow Morgan Valley Drive, I normally stay on SR66  into Morgan to get a little water and check my phone for missed calls.  Down the north side of the valley, past Stoddard, through Enterprise (not the one in Southern Utah) and back to Mountain Green to the climb that awaits at Trappers.  Today Trappers owned me.  I know exactly where I stand and it sucks! By the time I got to the top again, I was spent.  Scratch that, I was completely wasted.  The fire department sign a mile before Trappers showed 93° and a head wind to-boot.   It was far from ideal, but a price that had to be paid.  It was the truth!

I should know better than to dilly-dally around when the conditions are good.  An hour earlier and things would have been better.  The bottom line; Trappers owns me and I'd better get it out of my head.

Lets see what tomorrow brings.


Ride Hard!

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