Tuesday, June 5, 2018

A Matter of Gratefulness - Heading to the Start

As I make final preparation for this incredible adventure, I can’t help but reflect on all the people and experiences that helped get me here. There are so many people and mentors to thank, pages could not list them all. The team at ProCycling Bike Shop has been phenomenal at helping me prepare for this. They’ve help research equipment, place orders, experiment with set-ups with the passion and enthusiasm as if they were riding the Divide themselves. It is really amazing to have a team like Brian, Randall, and Brian supporting me every step of the way.

Brian, Randall, & Brian Worked Tirelessly to produce this awesome set-up
My employer, Plus3 IT Systems, has also been incredibly enthusiastic in their support. I truly would not be going to the start line Friday without their encouragement and backing. And especially their support for Children’s National. Again, I am so grateful at how much we’ve raised so far for these kids and their families; and the race hasn’t even started. 

There is an incredibly long list of individuals that have been inspirations, encouraging, and just out right helpful in getting me to the starting line. When I first decided to do the Tour Divide Race, the first person I contacted was Nick Thelen, an experienced bike packing racer. Nick didn’t hesitate to invite me over, had all his equipment laid out in his living room, a packing list with links for more information, and enough encouragement and enthusiasm to fill the whole house. Travis Eckenberg of SRM Power Meters helped me sell all my old bike parts, which paid for a lot of equipment and he led the way on our Kokopelli Adventure. And the list goes on. But most of all, my wife of 39 years, Roswitha, has been supportive from the beginning. She’s been handling the household chores, pets, crisis, and everything else life threw at us while I spent every free moment training.

So now I’m heading to Banff to take on the biggest adventure of my life. In many ways it seems surreal, like I can’t believe I’m actually doing this. It’s a lifelong dream, that in some ways, I’ve been training for all my life. But that’s another story. And now it’s time to, as one of the greatest philosophers of all time says “Git er Done!”

The race can be followed live at http://trackleaders.com/tourdivide18

And just in case you were wondering what one would take on such an adventure, below is my packing list. I'm probably over equipped, but I guess that's typical of "newbies". It will all shake out along the way.

All this Stuff
Packing List

Revelate Salty Roll
Bevy Sack
Air Mattress
Puffy Down Jacket
Rain Pants

Revelate Front Pocket
Sunglasses with clear lenses
Pen & Notebook 
Dehydrated Meals

Revelate Feed Bags
Hammer Gel Jug
Energy Bars
Bear Spray

Revelate Gas Tank
Energy Bars

Revelate Jerry Can
Chain Lube

Revelate Seat Bag
Sleeping Bag
Waterproof Socks
Spare shorts
Long Sleeve thermal shirt
Extra socks (wool)
Butt Kit
* Chamois Butter
* Baby Wipes
* A&D Ointment
Freeze Dried Camp Food (3 day supply)
Rear Blink Light
Spare Tie down straps
Spare Charging Battery with Charger

Water bladder
Water Filter
Rain Jacket
Waterproof/winter gloves
Wool Glove Liners
Cycling gloves
Satellite Spot Tracker
Sun Sleeves

Frame Bag
Tool Kit
* Rear derailleur pulleys
* Rear derailleur hanger
* Brake Pads
* Multi Tool
* CO2 w/3 x cartridges
* Cleaning Brush
* Cleaning Rag
* Chain Lube (Squirt)
* Patch Kit
* Spare tubes x 2
* Tire Boot
* Spare Chain Links
* Spare pedal Cleat (with screws)
* Rubber bands
* Zip ties
* Spare spokes
* Tire Levers x2
* Perpetuem (3 days supply)
* Oatmeal

Baggy Shorts
ID (Passport/License/Credit Card/Money)

Garmin GPS with Spare Battery

Front Forks
Water Bottles with Perpetuem

Down Tube
Frame Pump

Seat Tube
Gorilla Tape 

Bike is Packed and Ready to Go

Since I'm not a big fan of Gas Station Food - Boxes of food re-supply to 5 post offices along the way

Thanks for reading and supporting Children's National. The show is about to begin!


Tuesday, May 29, 2018

Final Shakeout before the Grand Depart

Down to a week before flying out and 10 days until the Grand Depart. Had the most awesome final test ride this weekend. I’m ready, physically and mentally. Bike and equipment are tested and ready. Now comes the hard part; waiting. 

I had the pleasure of meeting Jameson this weekend. I posted a piece a few weeks ago written by his mother on endurance and decided to dedicate this ride and fund-raising efforts to Jameson. Jameson just graduated kindergarten and he will be going in for heart surgery shortly after the Tour Divide start. He is an incredible kid and he came out to see me off on my last big training ride. Just a super awesome kid, I’m so glad I got to meet him.
What a Pleasure to Meet Jameson
 This weekend was a full test of fitness and resolve. An overnighter with huge climbs, bike pushing, altitude, and heat. Left the house just before 7:00 am with full Tour Divide load and met Jameson at Garden of the Gods. He and his dad were on their way to Pikes Peak, then horse rides at a friend and co-workers place. I continued on to the Ute Pipeline Trail, to tackle some steep climbs that required getting off and pushing. Followed it West until it came out at Highway 24. My intent was to continue to Cascade then follow the “Ring the Peak” trail around the perimeter of Pikes Peak. 
Nearing the top of first Climb on Ute Trail
Memorial Day traffic was crazy, so I came back down the pass into Colorado Springs, then climbed Rampart to Woodland Park. 

North of Pikes Peak on Rampart
Once there, continued to climb Edlow to the North Slope Recreation area where I jumped onto the Ring the Peak Trail.

Back on Ring the Peak Trail
Ring the Peak is an awesome 60+ mile trail that, as its name implies, circles Pikes Peak. A mixture of flowing single track, double track, dirt roads, rocky technical sections, steep climbs, and steep descents. It is not 100% complete so there are two places that drop down to busy highways; Highway 24 out of Colorado Springs and Highway 67 going to the gambling town of Cripple Creek.

Once on the trail, I just enjoyed being on my bike and riding the remote parts of the Pikes National Forest. Fast flowing single and double track through mountain meadows, long climbs and descents through heavily wooded trails, creek crossings, and beauty beyond description. At times I felt like I was in a post card.

And Loving it!

At about 6:30 PM I came to a steep descent that dumps out on Highway 67. Although I wanted to ride for another three to four hours, I didn’t want to chance riding the highway with no shoulder and the Saturday evening gambling traffic. Found a place next to a creek and proceeded to make camp. I think this is the first of these trips that I wasn’t looking for a camp spot after dark. As the sun descended so did the temperature. At just over 10,000 feet the temp gets pretty cool at night. There is still traces of snow up here. 
Even though temps in the 90s down in the Springs there is still snow at 10,000 feet
I laid in my sleeping bag thinking about mountain lions and wondered if I made the right decision to stop here for the night. 

Making Camp
Eventually, I fell into a deep sleep and woke up the next morning still alive. Packed up my bike, descended to the road at 6:00 am and there was no traffic. I made the right decision.

Lunch Break at a Familiar Place
Eventually, I came to the climb I was really looking forward to. It’s long and steep. Barely climbable with an unloaded bike. Somehow, I managed to climb the whole thing in just under an hour and only had to get off and push once. The thing about this climb, is the top is not the top. At the “top” is a right turn that just slaps you in the face. Steep, loose, rocky, and not ridable, even on an unloaded bike. This was the part I was looking forward to. Climbing this section with a loaded bike goes like this: Fully extend arms, squeeze the brakes, take two steps, let go of brakes, fully extend arms, take two steps, repeat. Sometimes, after letting go of the brakes, I slid down several steps. Every couple of minutes, I had to stop, lay my head on the saddle, regain control of breathing, allow heart rate to settle, then continue. At 11,000 feet the air is thin. After 45 minutes of bench pressing while climbing a steep hill at 11,000 feet, the trail became moderate enough to ride. I chose this route specifically for that climb. I read that there are similar climbs on the Tour Divide. As hard as it was, I actually enjoyed it!
It's Steeper than it Looks

Pikes Peak from the South
 From that point, it was predominately downhill to Colorado Springs. As with other rides, after spending two days in the solitude of the mountains, coming back into town is a wake-up. The traffic, the noise, the political bumper stickers; back to reality. I was feeling strong and energetic, even though the temperature was somewhere near 90. I added an extra hill on my way home and really felt like I could ride for hours more. Needed to get to a birthday party so I didn’t. 
All Down Hill back to the Springs
In the end I covered over 120 miles and 13,400 feet of climbing, with ride time of just over 15 hours. I’m happy with that. Looking forward to this great adventure.

Thanks for reading, and again thanks so much for your support of Children’s National. As I stated in the past, my employer, Plus3 IT is matching donations up to $2,500. Last I heard, we are nearing that mark, and my employer may raise the ceiling on matches. 



Monday, May 14, 2018

Less Than Four Weeks!

Tour Divide Rig is Dialed in and Ready to Go
Geez it’s been almost a month since last posting and less than four weeks until the “Grand Depart”. A lot has happened in the last four weeks, and I thought I’d never say this, but I “think” I am ready for the Tour Divide. “Think” because, really, I have no idea what it is to be “ready” for a race like this. Anything can happen; however, I’ve done all I can do to prepare; trained like an obsessed mad man, tested my equipment over and over, had my wisdom tooth pulled, finger surgery, and finally got a saddle that works. One of my heroes, Tony O’Keeffe; RAAM, Ultra Ironman, Fighter Pilot, incredibly nice guy, among many amazing feats, gives a great presentation in this video.My take away from this, is Tony gets his confidence by ensuring he has done everything he possibly can to be successful before getting on the start line. I feel that’s what I’ve done. Although super nervous about the whole event, I am really beginning to get edgy and just want to get going. With work, training, High School Mountain Bike Team, Coaches Summit, logistics, household duties, running a business, and general life, things are pretty crazy.  I’m looking forward to being able to focus on eating, sleeping, and riding.
I Feel So Lucky to Live Here
Generally training is as follows: Strength training on Monday and 100 push-ups Wednesday and Friday. I learned from the Kokopelli adventure that I lack upper body strength. So, I’m really working on my core and hopefully improving that aspect. Tuesday and Thursday are rides with the High School Team. These young men and women are fast. We go 1.5 – 2 hours of hard fast riding that has me red lined. Some of the days I ride from work to practice, about one hour, 2 hours of pushing to the limit with the team, then an hour ride home. Sandwiched between those workouts is a Wednesday morning bike commute of 2 – 3 hours, then another commute home of 1 – 2 hours in the evening. 
Morning Commute
Friday, an easy recovery ride of low gears, high cadence. Then comes the weekend. 8 – 12 hours each day, with as many hills as I can find. Two weekends ago, I rode three hours before meeting the high school riders for a fast-hard loop on the Falcon Trail, then continued for another two hours after riding with them. I felt strong at the end and definitely could have ridden more but had commitments that afternoon. 
High School Team Ready to Hammer
The next day, with a fully loaded bike, rode 100+ miles and just under 10,000 feet of climbing in 12 hours. I feel pretty good about that. 

100+ Miles of Mountain Bliss
This past weekend just under 9,000 feet of climbing on Saturday, then another 6,000+ feet, mostly single track on Sunday. Saturday’s ride, during a climb up Gold Camp, a guy with two prosthetics from the knees down blew by me like freight train. No Excuses! 

My Back Yard - Blodgett Peak
Passing through the "Garden"
Overlooking Manitou Springs

I can’t explain this, but the more I ride the more I want to ride. Even when I’m tired, hurting, hot, cold, wet or just plain don’t feel like riding, I still want to find the next hill and climb it. I know on the Tour Divide there are going to be long sections that I will be miserable and hurting from every fiber in my body. I won’t feel like riding. That’s what I’m training for; to be able to push through those periods. It’s starting to get routine and I’m absolutely loving it. To be out in the mountains all day with friends and alone is truly a joy. Every day, I count my blessings and reflect how grateful I am to have this opportunity and ability to do what I truly love. And not only that, doing what I truly love to help those in need. Our Children’s National project for families with children’s heart defects is taking off and donations are coming in. I can’t thank everyone enough for supporting these kids and their families. As I’ve mentioned in the past, my employer, Plus3 IT Systems is matching donations up to $2,500. 

And through it all - Still find time to run with my bestest running buddy - Max

Just over three weeks to go. It’s going to be a great adventure!

Thanks for reading and your support of Children’s National.


Sunday, April 15, 2018

A Different Kind of Strength and Endurance

Last week’s Kokopelli Trail ride was very enlightening and much was learned. Things like adjustments to packs, packing things a bit differently, how to keep stuff dry in the rain, what food works and what doesn’t were all valuable lessons. The biggest take away however, was the amount of strength it takes to ride and push a fully loaded bike up steep mountain trails. This is a different world from riding an unloaded bike. It can be very exhausting pushing an unloaded bike up climbs that are too rocky and steep to ride. Pushing that same bike with an extra 20 lbs or so is incredibly hard. After 45+ years of running and biking, it is obvious I don’t have a lot of upper body strength. This was certainly evident during the hours of pushing my bike last week. With over 200,000 feet of climbing in the Divide race, and less than 8 weeks until start, I’m pretty nervous about that.

Sebby and Jamison Two Brave Kids with Strength and Endurance
But today, I want to bring to attention a different kind of strength and endurance. The strength endurance parents must go through when their child is born with a heart defect and must spend months in intensive care. The strength and endurance that doctors and nurses display, as they work day in and day out to save these kids, console parents, and always appear upbeat and positive. These are the real super heroes in my book. As I’ve mentioned in the past, in addition to doing everything I can to finish this race, I am also working with my employer to raise awareness for children with heart disease and money for Children’s National. The money is to help families who have to endure the long painful and expensive ordeal when their kids are fighting for their lives. Again, my employer, Plus3 IT Systems, is matching dollar for dollar up to $2,500 in donations, as well as giving me the time off to embark on this adventure.

With that, I would love for you to read a journal entry from a mother who has two sons that have spent the better part of their young lives in Children’s National, and how much the heroes of Children’s National have cared for the kids and parents alike. She really nails what strength and endurance is all about. I can’t read this without tearing up.

So, I have decided to dedicate this race to Jameson. He will be going in for heart surgery shortly after the start. I’m hoping to meet him before hand and he has made me more determined than ever to finish. When the suffering gets intolerable or the mind just thinks the body can’t go on, I’ll think of Jameson, his family, and all the other kids and families that depend on strength and endurance for not just days, but months and years.

Training this week:

Monday: Rest and recovery from Kokopelli

Tuesday: Cheyenne Mountain High School Club Practice – Forgot my helmet – Duh – Didn’t ride (think I needed another recovery day anyway).

Wednesday: Early morning MTB ride with Sunrise Striders. Start 5:30 am. Rode from home left at 4:45 but took 50 min to get there. Missed the start and had to catch up on the climb up the Chutes. Good hard ride: 2 hrs 42 min, 26.4 miles, 2,490 ft Climbing

The Sunrise Striders
Thursday: Cheyenne Mountain High School Club Practice – Legs were dead so worked with the less experienced riders. 2 hour ride with the kids then another hour on my own: 3 hrs 13 min, 19 miles, 2,677 ft of climbing

Friday: Recovery spin on indoor trainer: High cadence spinning to flush the lactate out of my legs: 1 Hr 2 min, 18 miles, Climbing N/A

Saturday: 3 mile Run with Max the dog, then four-hour ride in horrendous wind. Bob Seeger’s “Against the Wind” played in my head a lot: 4 hrs 9 min, 45 miles, 4,475 ft climbing

Sunday: Long Hilly MTB Ride: Rode for 1.5 hrs on trails up Blodgett Peak, then met Tom & Kevin for 4 hours of fast hard mountain biking with lots of climbing. Once they destroyed me, they went home and I continued to ride for another 4.5 hours, climbing everything I could: 8 hrs 55 min, 67 miles, 9,383 ft of climbing.

Riding with the "Boys"

Total for Week
22 hrs 13 min, 194 miles, 19,918 ft climbing 

Thanks for reading and your support for the kids and families at Children's National

And thanks to SRM Power MetersProCcyling, and Plus3 IT Systems among others for all of your support and positive encouragement!


Monday, April 9, 2018

Kokopelli Trail Fruita, Colorado - Moab, Utah

I’m going to start off by saying, “I severely underestimated how hard the Kokopelli Trail is. It is a legitimate test of will, stamina, and equipment for the Tour Divide Race”.

The Kokopelli Trail has been on my bucket list for quite some time. However, I never really researched it and assumed, other than Mary’s Loop, Lions Head, and the Troy Built trails, out of Fruita, the rest is all dirt roads. Boy was I wrong. There is some hard-technical riding throughout the route.

One of the best things that happened on this ride was hooking up with my friend Travis Ekenberg. When it comes to hard, epic rides, you couldn’t ask for a better riding partner. Travis was always positive no matter what went wrong, never even considered throwing in the towel regardless of how hard it got, and was just fun to experience this ride of a life time with.

Heading out with Travis on an Epic Ride

Without Travis, I may not have been able to complete this ride on my own. Travis researched the ride quite a bit and decided to cache water at three points along the route. I thought I could do it with two camelbacks and three water bottles, then find water to filter along the way – WRONG! Travis also downloaded an app that helped immensely with navigation which resulted in huge time saving. I planned on using maps.

Finally on the Trail

20 Miles of Technical Riding

Travis Enjoying the Trail

Trying to Keep Up with Travis

We started from Fruita at around 3:30 pm Thursday afternoon, with the goal of reaching Rabbit Valley before night fall, where Travis had cached water. Thirty miles – piece of cake. Except that thirty miles included 20 miles of some very tough technical mountain biking that was made all the more difficult with fully loaded bikes. 5 ½ hours later we finally arrived and it was dark. This made finding a campsite a bit difficult as we rode in circles looking for a designated legal campsite. Eventually we found one and it was approximately 11:00 PM before we finished setting up camp, cooking, and eating dinner. I can’t say enough good things about the freeze-dried backpacking meals. High in calories, nutritious and tasty.

Morning at First Campsite

Friday was a big day. We started out on fast fire roads that had us thinking we would be pulling into Moab later that evening. We weren’t even close. The rest of the day pretty much threw everything mountain biking can throw at you, except water crossings. Technical single track, deep sand, long rocky climbs, long rocky descents, and hike-a-bikes, which made for a long hard day. This was back country paradise; the scenery was amazing and we were loving every minute of it. We barely saw another soul until later in the afternoon when we approached the Dewey Bridge campground.

Travis Motoring Along

After being in the desert this seemed like a jungle

We realized after several hours that we were not going to make Moab the same day. We could see the LaSalle mountains in the far distance and knew we had to cross them before diving down to Moab. 

Knowing we still had the LaSalles  to cross - we weren't going to finish today

By the time we got to Dewey Bridge campground, about the halfway point, it was late afternoon and we were out of water. This is where what we call trail angels come to play. One of the campers at the campground came over to talk with us and of course asked if we needed anything. Next thing we knew, our camelbacks and water bottles were filled.

The Old Dewey Bridge - Now what?

We decided to push on from there. We faced an enormous, steep, rocky, long climb. By this point I was feeling it. Travis is much faster than me, even on his fat bike, and I had been pushing hard, and failing miserably, trying to keep up. This climb was the low point for me. Up until now, I was reveling in gratitude that at my age I can do rides like this. Now my thoughts turned negative and my-self conversation was more like “who do you think you are doing things like this? You’re too old for this stuff. What are you trying to prove anyway?” This climb was brutal and my back was starting to spasm from my heavy backpack. I tried to get myself out of the negativity. I thought of the low points in 100 mile runs, I’ve always manage to come out of them and this would be no different. I thought singing would help so I started singing quietly in a very strained voice “I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name, in the desert you can’t remember your name cause my legs are so F*****g tired I can’t turn the pedals any more”. Well that didn’t help, so the only choice was to keep going.

Travis Heading up the LONG, Steep, and Rocky Climb

This was my low point, climbing this at the end of a long day with a fully loaded bike

And it never seemed to end

I reached the top just before dusk, Travis wasn’t there but I could see his tracks going down the other side. The descent was every bit as rocky and technical as the climb. It didn’t take long before it was dark and I got to REALLY test my new Exposure high beam headlight. It works well. Finally, I came upon Travis, hiking up the hill looking for me. We both agreed that continuing to descend this trail in the dark was crazy and we would camp at the first flat spot we find.

The Next Morning Camp #2
View from Camp

Camp number two turned out to be an awesome location with incredible views the next morning. It rained a bit, which was an opportunity to test my bevy. It passed. After packing up and a quick breakfast of energy bars we continued our descent. We made the right decision, as it was probably at least another 30 minutes or more of steep rocky descending that would have been incredibly dangerous at night. Plus, we would have missed the incredible scenery!

Continuing our descent from the night before
This descent took us down to Fisher Valley from which we began our first climb into the LaSalle mountains. This was a very long climb that brought us into the snow line. It was not technical or super steep, just long. We ran out of water at some point. We searched the map and found a creek a quarter mile off the trail and down a hill. We rode down only to find it dry as a bone, with a small puddle here and there. Even though we were both out of water and dehydrated, we somehow knew that something would come our way. Stay positive, never give up. Earlier in the climb a group a ATVers passed by cheering us on with encouragement like “You’ve got this”, and “Way to go”. They were some of the very few people we saw on the trail the entire two days. It wasn’t long after our dry creek disappointment that they were coming back. They not only gave us water, but electrolytes, and offered us food. Trail Angels again. Ironically, shortly after getting re-supplied by our trail angels, we came across a stream. Since we still had another big climb and carried our water filters all this way, we stopped and topped off our camelbacks.

Trail Angels just at the right moment
Once we reached the top we had a fast-incredible descent that reminded me of riding in the Alps. Absolutely gorgeous! Once down, we immediately started our last climb. Of course, we both wondered why we couldn’t have just stayed up there, but that’s how the trail went. This climb started out on a newly paved road that eventually turned to dirt. It was a long climb back up to the snow line and I think it was the strongest I felt the whole ride. I even kept up with Travis for most of it!

Climbing the LaSalles

Close to the Top

Top of the first Lasalle Climb only one more to go! 
Finally, we came upon the final descent into Moab, which is part of one the epic rides of Moab; “The Whole Enchilada”.  We descended to where it intersects with Sand Flats road and headed down an incredibly fast and scenic descent all the way to Moab.

Coming out of the LaSalles - Now just one long descent into Moab!
 Once in Moab, Travis’s friends were waiting at the bottom of Sand Flats Road. They had been tracking us on the Spot Tracker and knew exactly where we were. Travis loaded up his bike, we said our goodbyes, did a couple fist bumps, and they headed back to Fruita. My plan was to ride back to Fruita.

It was late afternoon. I rode to a grocery store and bought some apples and bananas. Travis talked of apples and bananas during the ride and that was all I could think about. On my way out of town it started to rain. I stopped by the Poison Spider bike shop to re-supply with energy bars and electrolytes. My intent was to ride the road, about 35 miles to the Dewey Bridge campground, camp for the night, then hit the trail back from there. This would cut out the LaSalle Mountains. The shop guys told me that the weather forecast was severe thunderstorms through the night then clearing in morning. As I left the shop it began to pour. I debated checking into a hotel, then decided, camping in a rain storm would further test my equipment, so I checked into the Slick Rock campground.

Setting up and keeping my stuff dry in a downpour was a challenge but good experience. At least this campground had a hot shower which I took advantage of. I left my camp stove with Travis to reduce weight, but since the campground had hot water, I was able to make a decent dinner, then tucked into my bevy in the pouring rain. It kept me dry, and as predicted, the rain abated early morning.

I even had a picnic table!  
Putting on my smelly wet riding clothes in the morning was a challenge. At least I could go in the campground bath house where it was much warmer than outdoors!

With the exception of a very unlikely coincidence, the ride back to Fruita was non-eventful; which is good for a road ride. The trail I intended to ride near the Dewey Bridge campground was un-ridable. Due to the all-night rain, and the clay like mud, it would only take five feet before the tires were so full they couldn’t turn any more. So, I continued down highway 128, then through the “town” of Cisco, and approximately 40 miles on Interstate 70.

The "town" of Cisco, Utah

It really wasn’t bad, a huge shoulder and light traffic made it sorta/kinda pleasant. About three miles from Fruita, one of my best riding buddies, Tom Turney and his wife Peggy, were stopped on the side of the interstate. They were on their way back from Las Vegas and couldn’t believe it was me out there on the interstate just riding along. How about that for a perfect end to a great adventure?
Coming back into Colorado on I70

Tom & Peggy "Just happened to be driving by"

All in all it was a great experience. Under other circumstances I would consider this to be a highlight or goal ride for the year. With Tour Divide it is "only" a training ride. I think it was successful. A lot of lessons learned, I gained confidence in my equipment, and see where I need to make adjustments. Oh and the saddle is done. This was its last chance to get broken in. On my ride back from Moab, it was the only thing that was causing pain. It's had its chance and blew it. Time for a new saddle.

Finished another Epic Ride

Ride Stats 
Kokopelli: 154 miles, 17,024 feet of climbing, 21hrs, 52 min ride time
Back to Fruita: 90 miles, 3,379 feet of climbing, 6 hrs, 55 min ride time

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