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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 52 - Baker, NV

Rising up over the hill, we turn into the wind.  Navigating the pass, the basin opens before us.  It plays tricks on the mind.  For 20 miles you can see the thin snake of the road swinging down the bowl and up the other side.  They call it the Great Basin, and I can understand why.  Nothing physically out of the ordinary; a long even descent into an equally long climb.  But you can see the whole thing at once.  Like someone who is told the arc of the rest of their life, the result is intensely intimidating.  We all careen, open mouthed and open eyed into the nothing.  We distract each other with our little tricks; naming quotes from movies, talking about how we feel so small.  But the truth of what nature is doing to us is hard to avoid.  I've never had an experience like it.  I've driven through places like this, but on a bike it's even more incredible.  And here we are, on the other side.  Utah is gone; and for me, good riddance.  Certainly there were parts I liked, but I'm ready for Nevada. 

 

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 51 - Milford, UT

As we ride through this last gasp of Utah (State Motto: "We're sometimes kind of hot, we don't like booze and there are too many flies"), the primary thoughts I have are about the future.  Specifically, I've discovered that not only do I really enjoy randonneur (long distance cycling), I seem to be pretty good at it.  I'm under no delusions that I'm going to be world-class or anything, but still, I'm not bad at it.  So I've started really thinking about where I could go with this.  So I'm going to use this entry as a placeholder for some of the ultra cycling events I've found out about and have thoughts of doing in the future: 

RAGBRAI - Register Great Annual Bike Ride Across Iowa.  This one is a week long, the last week in July.  It costs $175.  Ragbrai.org
BRAN - Bike Ride Across Nebraska.  June 4-10.  Again, about a week and about $200.  bran-inc.org.
STP - Seattle to Portland.  207 miles, which you can do in one day.   July 16.  Www.cascade.org
Bike the US for MS Northern Tier - 4285 miles.  June and July and parts of May and August.
Bike the US for MS Pacific Coast - 1850 miles, roughly.  August.
Iceland Cyclothon.  Wowcyclothon.is.  About $250.  6/20-6/23.

There's undoubtedly going to be more, but this is a good start! 

 

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 49/50 - Cedar City, UT

Today was a rest day after yesterday's short ride into Cedar City.  This is  nice place to take a break; the weather is pleasant and dry, the town is quirky and open.  Last night we did karaoke at a local bar.  It's our last full rest day and the trip is winding to  a close.  I spent  a good part of today going through my training for the Kaplan test prep job I'm going to start in September.  Learning how people learn and how they relate to each other is something I find fascinating so it's been fun to watch actually.  It's the primary reason I took the job; to learn more about how to teach.  So far, so good.

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 48 - Panguitch, UT

I thought a lot about what I wanted to write about today.  Honestly today started out tough.  I didn't sleep well last night, woke up a bit nauseous.  We had to get up super early (about 5:15) because we had 100 miles in front of us, and it looked like it might be bad.  I am struggling against heat exhaustion and sun exposure; Utah hasn't been kind to me, and I have a second degree sunburn on my lower lip which sounds hilarious but actually totally isn't.  Anyway, as I ill-temperedly drudged on through the morning, I was reminded of re-learning an essential truth about life that my Dad has tried to teach me before.  "We all come into this world alone and we leave it alone," he says.  There is something inside me that wants to fight that truth.  I've spent a lot of time in my life trying to join groups; getting married, going to college, grad school, yoga training, Mazamas - I always want to belong to something bigger, to the romantic notion of becoming part of something bigger.  But the truth is that, at the end of the day, this journey that I'm on is my own journey and nobody else's.  Nobody can really do this for me, or truly understand completely what I'm going through.  Now, some of you in the audience will immediately begin to boo and hiss.  And certainly my goal is not to in any way de-legitimize your experiences.  If you've felt intimacy on that level, then that's awesome.  But for me, the truth is that eventually I realize that other people have to live their own lives and I have to live mine.  For example, almost everyone on this trip loves coffee.  I've tried to drink it, but to me it tastes like a horse's patootie.  That's a simple and silly example, but there are many more.  I dislike the rain a lot more than most people.  On the other hand, I'm much more excited about cycling.  Of course everyone on this trip likes cycling to a greater or lesser degree, but I really love cycling; my love of cycling specifically is what's gotten me through some tougher moments.  I've had some hilarious conversations - and over heard others - where one person talks about how that day was their "favorite day so far", only to have the other person shake their head and say it was their least favorite.  The point is, we are each on our own journey.  Even though it's a team effort, we all face our own demons and our own angels.  Certainly we can help each other, but at the end of the day I don't really know what it's like to be Damien or Kip or Jeff, and they don't know what it's like to be me, and that's OK - that *has* to be OK, because it's the only truth we have.

 

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 47 - Boulder, UT

Some days resolve themselves nicely into a narrative.  The story has a beginning, middle, and end.  Today was not really one of those days.  A lot of things just kind of "happened".  There were some amazing moments.  I rode most of the day with Kip.  His daughter couldn't ride today because her knee is like a Pain Party and only she is invited, so we busted up this 5000 foot incline without her.  My favorite part of it was after cresting the ridge at the top, and thinking we were done, Mother Nature had other ideas - she blasted us with winds blowing so hard that even though we were technically going downhill we had to stay in the granny gear to make any progress.  Everything has started to shift again from the super dry red desert to something that feels more like an oasis.  But I know we're headed back to the desert; it's waiting.

 

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 45 - Caineville, UT

Dry

I wish I could tell you what it's like to be a raisin
Moisture squeezed from every spoke
It seems so cruel of Mother Nature
To flail the flesh from off my dry white bones
But does a forest mind the burning?
Does a mountain care to crumble to the sea?
The natives of this land long understood this
And as I ride their home
Their long and interloping roads
I feel myself take on their blood
It wells up through red stones and black, black tires

 

Yesterday I got to swim in Lake Powell.  It was a pretty transcendent and poetic experience.  It had been a long day; a good day, I rode a lot of the way with Shanon and had some interesting conversation.  We both faded at the end and the last 3 or 4 miles were pretty rough.  But on to the lake.  First there was a nice walk down over sandstone.  Then I changed into my swimming clothes and waded into ankle deep mud, thick and rich like for a mud bath.  There were trees that I was swimming on top of, kind of pokey and scratchy.  The water was muddy at first but then clear, and it was a perfect temperature, but colder deep down.  It felt very primal, as if I was very close to what nature intended.  There was a flock of small white birds that danced around me.  I felt as if if I were to die that night I would be perfectly OK with that.  The water flowed past me, the wind kicking up a set of small waves as I stood neck deep on top of trees.  There was a beautiful sunset and an arch in the distance of deep red rock.  It was just right.  Everything was just absolutely right.

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2016 Trip Day 44 - Hite Recreational Park, UT

OK, my blog, my rules, and today I'm going to update the blog at the *beginning* of the day.  First of all because it's a beautiful sunrise.  Secondly because I think what's most interesting about today is the emotional state I'm in now, anticipating the ride.  Today is the first day we're really going to be in the middle of nowhere.  We had a group meeting last night because we're facing 74 miles of truly no civilization.  Not even houses.  Nothing.  So there's an air of anticipation. Things got a bit mixed up emotionally because we heard about a cyclist with a similar organization who was struck and killed by a driver.  She was only 22.  I personally feel perfectly safe out here.  We use very safe maps and ride defensively, and I have thousands of miles of experience.  Still, you never know.  I'm more concerned honestly about getting a bit lost and then running out of water; something more pedestrian like that.  I'll let you know on the other side!

 

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 43 - Blanding, UT

Utah!  Today was an interesting day.  As those of you who know me know, I am usually one of the ones that complains the most in any social situation.  So it was interesting today to find that all the folks I was riding with we're kind of grumpy and unhappy, and I was just having the best time of my life.  I think it's further confirmation that what we're doing now is what I really am meant to do - at least as a strong hobby if not as a profession.  I just love all of this - the wind, the climbs, the descents.  Today we had the chance to jump off rocks into a beautiful blue reservoir.  And the scenery is breathtaking. 

 

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 42 - Dolores, CO

Yesterday I forgot to update the blog, but that's ok because through the miracle of modern technology I can update it here at 8:30 am in Pleasant View, CO and nobody need be the wiser!  I spent most of yesterday in a pace line with Mike and Mike and Shannon and Matt (yay Matt's back).  Pace lines are incredibly fun and the most social part of cycling where you trade off fighting the wind.  As a result I didn't take many pictures, so boo for that.  But the last evening in Telluride I got to go stand up paddle boarding at Alta Lakes with their local SUP club - for free! -  a really nice guy named Shaun runs it, he was about my age and had lived there 7 years.  It's interesting to get an insight into what life would be like if you lived in a place like that.  It's cool, but also limiting, I think.  For example he had basically given up on having a relationship - nobody really to date.  Anyway, the cycling is still amazing and today we'll hit the Utah state line. 

 

Oh!  I almost forgot to mention; I am having so much fun doing this I decided to sign up for another "tour of duty"!  This time I'll be route leader for the Pacific Coast.  More details later but if you can donate please do at http://tinyurl.com/AdamBikes

 

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 40/41 - Telluride, CO

Today is a rest day here in Telluride.  I knew Telluride would be beautiful and very pleasant, but I'm still struck but how gorgeous the terrain is here.  It's really a bit of cultural whiplash after being in some very poor parts of America to be here in this - let's face it - very white and very privileged part of the country.  Which is not to say I'm not enjoying myself.  The ride yesterday was once again just amazing and being here is nice and restful.  I hiked 5 miles up into the mountains to see a really epic waterfall, and soon I'll be going on a paddle boarding expedition. 

Rest days are proving to be difficult for me.  When I'm on the bike, everything makes sense and there is a sense of clarity, which my life often lacks.  But when I get off the bike and have to deal with the real world, I do get a bit melancholy.  Today was the first day where I really wished that I had someone by my side to experience this place with me.  Many years ago, in what seems like a different life, I got engaged in Vail, which is very similar to Telluride.  Yes, there is the team here with me, and that is awesome, but we mostly did our own thing today.  And that's OK; that's just what life is giving me right now.  I certainly can't complain.  And tomorrow we get back in the saddle.  Others on the team may disagree, but I can't wait! 

Oh, and P.S. - if you're ever in Telluride, go to the Cornerhouse Grille.  The only cheap restaurant in town, and amazingly delicious! 

 

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 39 - Montrose, CO

Today was the best day of cycling I've ever experienced.  In my whole life.  If anyone from now on asks me "what was your favorite day on the bike", I now can say the stretch from Gunnison to Montrpse, CO.  Why did I get to that point?  Well, first of all it was a net downhill day.  I like climbing, but I don't think my favorite days are ever going to be all day climbs.  But there were two big hills to challenge us.  The first was a climb up a canyon along a narrow winding road.  The second was a broad flat climb with wide shoulders but a fierce headwind to challenge us.  The weather was amazing; about a high 70 or low 80s with a bright blue sky and brilliant sun, but not so hot that it sapped my energy. 

And did I mention it was drop-dead gorgeous?  Coming out of Gunnison we rode along the Blue Mesa reservoir.  The piercing blues of the lakes and streams were topped with the brilliant green of forest through which shone red rocks under a gorgeous blue sky with fluffy white clouds.  Halfway through we stopped at a quaint dumpy little shop and ran into two older Irish women who were riding west to east and had an awesome conversation.  And then at the end was a victory lap downhill into a strong crosswind for a bit of technical challenge, into the city of Montrose with all the comforts of a midsize town.  It was a challenging day but not too challenging.  Everything on my bike and my body worked perfectly. 

The perfect day. 

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 38 - Gunnison, CO

Two exciting things happened today - one of them decidedly good, the other significantly less so.  The good things was that we - and I - crested our highest point for the trip, at Monarch Pass at 11,300 feet.  I wish I had some cosmic commentary for you about it, but honestly it was largely a nonevent for me; yes, I got a bit more tired than usual, but as has been the case lately, my body was totally ready for it and everything went fine.  Also, any comments I might have about that part were wiped out by the second less-good exciting thing, which was that one of our team members got hit by a motorcycle.  Now, to give away the ending, he's totally fine and going to be fine.  He's a total badass.  He's actually one of our safest riders and one of the "old guys", so it was surprising that it was him.  It wasn't really anyone's fault.  The motorcyclists we're going a bit fast but not recklessly so.  It happened right at the top of the pass when he (Sully) was trying to turn left.  He looked and nobody was there but there was a hill and the motorcycles were too fast and they clipped him and spun his bike around, broke his front fork (!) and his front rim.  He had some abrasions and a broken helmet but he walked away and is even going to ride tomorrow. 

It's events like that which remind you how important it is to stay safe, but also how precious each day is.  That guy was about 18 inches from a real disaster.  Life is good. 

 

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 37 - Salida, CO

Today we rode for a while by a beautiful Colorado River, I believe the Lower Arkansas (pronounced Ar-Kansas, I think).  Anyway it was gorgeous, and we stopped for a bit and dipped our toesies in.  Some people really love mountains - and I do, too.  Others love the plains, or tundra, or the beach.  For me, I think rivers are the best nature has to offer.  I like the ocean, for example, but because I love to swim, freshwater always has the edge.  There's something about a cold mountain stream with rocks and cliffs and trees that's not only photogenic but also really fun.  The water always makes me feel safe and at peace. 

We've moved from the real boonies to the fake ones; it feels remote out here but it's actually very touristy at the same time, and kind of expensive. 

 

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 36 - Westcliffe, CO

OK!  We hit the Rockies.  Today we climbed from about 4000 feet up and over a pass at 9000 feet, descending to stay here at about 7800.  I was once again super grateful today to have my body just work like a champ.  No negative altitude effects except just a bit sleepier than usual and, of course, drinking a ton of water.  In this area you really appreciate being supported.  We've left the TransAmerica trail now, by the way, and are on the Western Express, a somewhat less-traveled route that takes us through some pretty desert areas.   For the moment, things are a lot less hot than I expected but more dry.  The approach to the Rockies from the East is incredibly beautiful; the terrain looks like a giant airplane landing strip and the mountains loom in the distance, as if they never get closer.  

In the last few days we've accumulated a few new pieces of lingo, some of which I made up: 

- "Kansas Turn" - this is where the map shows a turn, but then you get there and realize there isn't actually anywhere else to go.  Like, the other two directions don't actually exist or are people's driveways.  It's just a bend in the road. 

- "Hyperspeed" - anything over 20 mph. 

- "Fly speed" - anything slow enough where flies are landing on you.  I spent most of today at fly speed. 

 

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 35 - Pueblo, CO

Yesterday finished a sequence of 5 days during which I rode over 490 miles.  (The team rode about 450 but I took a couple of side trips).  When you ride that much, things like posture become extremely important to ensure that your riding is sustainable.  So today, partially as a reminder to myself, I'm going to post about Bicycle Yoga.  This isn't really doing yoga on a bicycle per se, of course - that sounds really dangerous - but rather using the principles of yoga and some of the stability enhancing tools to ensure a sustainable ride.  I'll divide it into a few physical tips/tricks and a few mental ones! 

Physical Tips: 

- Fidget!  In a spin class, or in a meditation class, we often hear to minimize motion that doesn't apply to the task at hand.  This makes sense when aiming for speed or going over short distances.  But on a ride like this, it's important to change postures.  This especially applies if using "clip-in" cycling shoes.  These kind of shoes have many advantages, but one disadvantage is that they produce the same stroke on every rotation.  Much like running on a treadmill, this artificial sameness can cause muscle fatigue as some groups get overused and others underused.  So, switch postures.  Stand up in the saddle once in a while.  Change the hand grip.  Fidget! 

- Stretch!  Perhaps this is obvious, but on and off the bike, stretch!  In particular, stretch the muscles of the lower back and hips.  The legs are obvious, of course, but we forget that those muscles are connected to the lower back.  Try doing some passive stretches by putting something under the shoulder blades and laying down on your back with the arms spread out to the sides.  Do some lower back lumbar twists as well.  Stretch in the morning before getting on, but more importantly stretch when getting off the bike. 

- Don't ignore chronic problems.  If your knee starts to hurt, I can guarantee it won't just magically get better.  Learn the difference between minor aches and pains and something more severe.  In particular, watch out for sharp or shooting pains that seem to occur in the direction of motion.  These kinds of pains indicate a joint problem that won't get better on its own. 

- Get your bike professionally fitted and make sure it stays that way.  A professional - or at least a trained amateur - can fit you on the bike correctly, greatly reducing the likelihood of knee pain. 

- Don't switch equipment.  When on a long ride like this, don't switch horses midstream if you can help it.  If you have a favorite pair of shoes or socks, keep using them.  Replace equipment with the new version of the same thing. 

Mental tips: 

- The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.  Or in this case, revolution.  You can't ride 4,000 miles at once so don't try.  One day at a time, one mile at a time. 

- Perform actions because they are right, not out of an expectation of results.  Ride your bike because it's the right thing to do, not because you hope to be fit, or be rewarded by your peers, etc., etc.  You'll be happier when your reward is inside your own mind. 

- It's the journey, not the destination.  There's nothing special about the end.  You probably could have flown there.  It's about the in between parts, so make sure to take time to stop and smell the roses. 

- Do something nice for yourself.  If you have a favorite treat, bring some with you.  If you like to take pictures of dams or farmhouses or dogs or whatever, do it!  The trip is for you, so enjoy it. 

- Go on your own trip, not someone else's.  You are the only one who can do the trip the exact way you do it, and that's worth remembering. 

Good luck out there! 

 

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 34 - Haswell, CO

Today the place we're staying in is so remote we have no services of any kind - no food, no lodging, no nothing.  That includes cell service.  Such is my commitment to you, dear reader, that I rode 2 miles further up the road until my cell phone picked up one bar of service.  I am now by the side of the road in Colorado - safely off the road - to update my blog.  I originally had this elaborate post designed in my head about yoga on the bike but I will consider the mere fact that I'm able to type these words to be a victory and quit while I'm ahead! 

 

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 32 - Ness City, KS

Today I made a point of getting to 70 miles so that I could say I did two days 200 miles.  The same as when I used to do the MS 150 from Houston to Austin, long long ago.  The weather continues to be great riding weather. 

I stopped by Fort Larned on the way out of town.   

We're going to be riding on Kansas 96 for something like two or three hundred miles; it covers an entire map. 

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Nick recommended this picture because it shows everything about Kansas: wheat, the railroad, an oil Derrick, and in the distance some grain elevators. 

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 31 - Larned, KS

Yesterday I did 131 miles; I did extra so I could visit Strataca, formerly the Kansas Underground Salt Mine.  Forget cycling, the highlight of the trip so far has got to be finding the final resting place of the original footage of "Dracula: Dead and Loving It".  Don't believe me?  Here it is: 

 

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It's in the town of Hutchinson, KS, about 650 feet underground.  It's still a real working salt mine, and they take you down the old mining shaft in their elevator, which is very dark.  I enjoyed it very much. 

 

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The reason for the film footage is that they also operate Underground Vaults & Storage, which is a company that stores extremely valuable items.  If you think about it, nowhere is safer than an underground salt mine.  In fact the federal government uses salt mines (not this one) to store nuclear waste.   

I also went to Harley's Bicycles in Hutchinson, which was an amazing bike shop.  Run by a friendly faced guy named Bob, they were "can do" people.  What my Dad told me long ago is true: there are can't do people and can do people.  The bike shop in Newton is famous, and I'm not trying to dump on them because I know they do a lot of great work for the TransAmerica.  But they were not can do people.  Harvey's has been there for 96 years and I can see why.  They let me tape up my handlebar, put a washer on my GoPro, sold me gloves, showed me GPS units, and all for about $25.  Can do people. 

 

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I leave you with an Ode to Salt. 

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2016 TransAm/Western Express Day 30 - Newton, KS

Today I want to talk about food.  Specifically, my relationship to food.  I've always had a difficult time with food and with eating.  My weight, and my body image, is something I've struggled with for a long time, ever since I was a kid.  When I was in high school, I really struggled with that.  I remember that I used to buy XL size t-shirts because I really thought I was that big.  

As someone who wants to transition to a career in fitness and yoga, it's become increasingly important that I look the part.  And, one side of the equation works for me - I love to exercise.  I had this trip penciled in for a while as an experience that, in addition to all the other positives, would result in weight loss and in my improving my physical fitness.  But as the trip began, I realized that - to the credit of the organizers - there was so much food around!  And I was eating all of it.

I don't eat because I'm hungry.  In fact, I'm really very rarely hungry.  I know what being hungry feels like, of course.  I've been hungry in certain circumstances.  But usually, long before I get hungry, I eat because either I feel like I should because it's mealtime, or I eat because I'm bored, or because I'm anxious.  Now, mealtimes have largely gone out the window, but being bored and anxious are still issues.  We have a lot of time to kill sitting around, and being in a group setting like this makes me really nervous just in general.  So I eat.  I eat a lot.  Yesterday alone I ate a dozen chicken wings, 3 or 4 beers, half a box of cereal, about 4 pieces of bread with jam, a full lunch at a restaurant including a hamburger, several granola bar type things, a Chicago style hot dog, and most of a large milkshake.  And possibly other things I've forgotten.  So, yes, we're riding a lot, but still - you can't out-exercise a poor diet.  

Today, I tried an experiment.  I rode alone, which took away some anxiety.  And the riding was amazing, so I definitely wasn't bored.  And wouldn't you know it, I rode 75 miles and basically didn't eat anything.  As of 4 pm all I had to eat today was a few bites of cereal and two hostess cupcakes and some diet coke.  And I wasn't hungry.  I started to get hungry about 3, and by 4 I was genuinely hungry.  But not before.  I sometimes think that, if I only ate when I was hungry, my body would actually be quite skinny (maybe even too much so).

I'm not sure quite where to go with this yet.  The obvious conclusion is to not be bored or anxious - but I already knew that, of course.  It does add more weight to that goal, though.  

We'll see where the rest of the trip takes me.  I may spend more time riding on my own.

 

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