tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12099626934056698492024-03-27T22:51:27.931-07:00SpokesongRambling of a miscellaneous brotherVincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.comBlogger98125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-3061859649020828642015-03-03T00:57:00.001-08:002015-03-12T04:18:14.970-07:00Rajasthani Nights<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8dSzav7-y1ELqox4HXAqxSrW4TrOP8zWvtzquiM6NPWS2PfHC8qfnRtFHpE73hmNcxCPgXiP7f5onHmDvrakgntx7Wgg_veiKp5H7l_95OqqiD0rUD1UEf6i3f40qWeHZhyKMs9xeFwp0/s1600/IMG_raj.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8dSzav7-y1ELqox4HXAqxSrW4TrOP8zWvtzquiM6NPWS2PfHC8qfnRtFHpE73hmNcxCPgXiP7f5onHmDvrakgntx7Wgg_veiKp5H7l_95OqqiD0rUD1UEf6i3f40qWeHZhyKMs9xeFwp0/s1600/IMG_raj.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a><br />
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Oh! Mharo Rajasthan<br />
Does it matter day or night<br />
Use the third eye for sight<br />
Feel me, hold me<br />
I pine for your embrace<br />
I came from far to see your face<br />
Give me life, don't let go<br />
You send it in the form-Chiro<br />
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Many, much I ask of Shiva<br />
In the desert night, flow like river<br />
Flow around all that comes in your way<br />
My skin, the night. to Krishna pray<br />
So I move, oh! how you move me<br />
With your dark and subtle mystery<br />
You gave me life, you never let me go<br />
I wish I could <span style="text-align: center;">claim you Mharo</span><br />
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<i>Forever Indebted to The incomparable</i><br />
<i>Delhi Randonneurs</i><br />
<br />Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com53tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-446146740409426482014-05-25T16:54:00.000-07:002014-05-25T16:54:13.743-07:00Tsunami 600K Pre ride<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Looking back on the Narrows at Tacoma presented a photo op and Mark took it, after all it had only been raining since we left Tokeland after a good night's sleep. I could not help but wonder if Tsunamis get named, hurricanes do, and the bridge that once stood here had one. That was before the climbing began, I decided that if this ride were a Tsunami, it's name would be "Annie". "Annie Tsunami" kinda has a ring to it.<br />
We started 0715 at the Starbucks in Bremerton, Rick and I had arrived Via WA 3 and waited for Mark who arrived shortly by Ferry in time for the timely departure. We went down Burwell to WA 304 and to avoid the drama of getting to Gorst via WA 3, we made an early right on Rodgers to climb a little and come down with a lower heart rate getting on Belfair Valley Rd.<br />
The weather was good and Mark and Rick stopped repeatedly without as much as a glance at the watch to make copious notes to craft a reliable Cue Sheet. At Belfair we joined the WA 106, it's a bit early but services are available. We did not run all the way to the Purdy Cutoff, but took an earlier left on Trails End Rd. just after the place with curios placed in front. This provides a more direct route to Shelton through Mason Lake. We signed our cards and refreshed at the control; The Airport Grocery and Deli and headed to Matlock.<br />
We Ignored the store at Matlock, which will be there if you need it and continued straight towards Deckerville, turning right on Cougar Smith to tackle the the Gravel Climb. I had 28's, 32's would have been better. Now in the tracks of the "Watery 600k" our next stop was Humptulips, a control and a number of service options; a Grocery Store(the control) and a Gas Station. We leave the US 101 at the Gas Station, making a left onto Kirkpatrick that will bring you into the heart of the Tsunami Zone.<br />
At the next control at Pacific beach there are a few options, We choose the restaurant and have a sit down meal, we inquire from the locals what the road is like between here and Ocean Shores, we get two opinions. "It is twisty, up and down". "It is beautiful".<br />
They will be both correct, a fog is rolling in now from the Pacific now, so we get rear lights on.<br />
We have to find and answer 2 questions in Ocean Shores before returning to WA 115 then WA 109 that brings us to Arbedeen via Hoquiam. We prepare for the last leg of the day in the Aberdeen Safeway and then catch the WA 105 to Westport and Tokeland.<br />
Morning in Tokeland, the sky is crying, the streets are full of tears, the rain will come down till we are close to Tacoma. We dash for Raymond for something to eat, The Chevron is 24hrs and the clerk is super cheerful that early, it is the control. We then tackle the 4 rollers of the 101 in the wet. We decide to stop for a real breakfast after the rollers at Artic, good breakfast, but we did bring a little Tsunami of rain water into the shop.<br />
We pass Montesano, watch the first set of railroad tracks into Monte, they have a bad angle, we ignore services here and in Elma on our way to the control at Mcleary. We run parallel to US 12 and over the Satsop river on the way to Mcleary and it is possible that the bridge over the Satsop will be under construction. It will be straightforward to shunt that section by getting on US 12 and then returning to the service roads past the construction.<br />
After refreshments at Mcleary we went up to WA 8 which we left to enter Old Olympic Hwy that brought us to Delphi Rd. which took us to Littlerock, control and refreshment here and we went down Littlerock Rd. to Tumwater where we caught the Yelm Hwy to Yelm. Another control at Yelm and from there towards Lacey to catch the Old Pac Hwy and a very short strip of 1-5 to Dupont, by now you are consistently seeing the Dan Henry's for "Rhapsody".<br />
Dupont to Steilacoom, there's also pretty bad rail tracks just past Steilacoom if you hit it wrong. From Chambers Creek, climb "snot nose hill" into the University area of Tacoma. 6th ave in Tacoma meets Jackson Ave on the steep side. Jackson is busy and to turn from Jackson into the trail (Scott Pierson) that crosses the Tacoma Narrows may be tricky. Use Caution here or consider using the side walk (on the wrong side of the road) on Jackson from 6th to get to the trail.<br />
Across the Narrows we can smell Fritz's in Bremerton, Beer and Brats. but hold unto your horses buckeroo, Annie is Bottom loaded, with climbing I mean. The Cushman Powerline trail which runs parallel to WA 16 gives a taste of this but it gets worse after Purdy, careful turning into Purdy Dr. just before Purdy, as it exits off one freeway to connect others and was quite busy on Friday of the Memorial Day weekend, should be better next weekend. Now in the Kitsap a few steep one's before we are screaming down WA 3 to Gorst again and then up Burwell to the finish.<br />
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Annie is OK<br />
Thanks Mark, Rick, and SIR<br />
Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-47287076479019450712014-04-03T23:55:00.001-07:002014-04-04T08:10:37.473-07:00Tassie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I really want to thank
Andrew Johnson, who helped me get my bike from Hobart airport 9hrs before the
ride, after making several arrangements for borrowed equipment, then driving me
from Miena to the second sleep stop. Then graciously committing for a re do in
2016. Wayne Hickman and Alison, for driving me through the second 600k of TDT,
and trying to show me the Platypus and tender loving care. Tim Taylor for unparalleled support between Westbury and Miena. Gavin Hind for loaning gear and drive to and back from Hobart airport. To Mark, Rick and Jan, for sharing so much even the crud and all the riders who showed for a truly Audacious Ride.<o:p></o:p></i></div>
Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-16264115634634053102014-04-02T08:28:00.000-07:002014-04-07T06:38:08.782-07:00Murray 1200K<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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With the kind permission of Ride Organizer Simon Watt and Audax Australia I was able to join my buddy Tim "We'll get there" Taylor on the Vollie ride of the Murray 1200k. In Seattle, "Audax Wisdom" (if that is not an oxymoron) holds that if the pre-riders have good conditions then that spells doom for the actual ride and vice-versa. So reader beware! also consider the phenomena of rando-nesia (forgetting the hard-times) and rando-phoria (a certain sense of great wellness) after a successful Audax ride.<br />
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We kicked it from the wine producing town of Robinvale from the Caravan Park on the Murray River, a spot that I am sure has endured many fish-tales of Murray cod as large as the journey we were about to embark. Joined briefly by ACT toughie Peter Heal, we started at 0500 and immediately crossed the bridge into New South Wales. Unmolested by any issues, we put time in the bank while enjoying a magnificent sunrise en-route to Balranald. We enjoyed baked goods from the bakery on the left and took care of nature at the toilets across the street. We pedaled to make hay before the sun really started shining. We skipped stopping at the town of Kyalite but the Pub appeared closed that early, Moulamein the next controle presented us with an IGA and close to the store was the Wattle Cafe. Bellies full and bottles filled we took on the Riverina, almost 90k of hot arid exposed riding that brought us to the Pretty Pine Pub AKA the Recovery Room. Here we cashed some of our time in the bank with a sit down meal and fluid and electrolyte replacement. The place is fully equipped with toilets etc, please give them my regards. With some trepidation we set out after a good while to pass Deniliquin which had available services and push on to the Conargo Pub preserving as much banked time as possible. Excellent services here too and toilets in the back, watch the doggies there though they may snatch your meal. Putting on my shoes to leave I noted something sharp in my shoes, we call those "Goats Head" in the Northwest (USA) but Tim referred to them as Bindi eye prickle. A few minutes later we were fixing his rear tire flat. I like it cool, I like night riding, I like to find the city glow of a town we approach from a distance. But nothing can describe the southern night sky, and no photo can capture its feeling. Rolling into Jerilderie with very fluid plans we used the toilets on the right as we entered he town, passed the Caravan Park and wound up at the Caltex Motel just as we were about to leave town.<br />
Fried chicken from the gas station adjacent to the Motel under same management, fried late and probably not enough at that late hour , that would be a mistake for me. A few hours of sound sleep and it was time to ride again.<br />
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A klick down the road from Jerilderie Tim has a front flat, and ooh! a back flat too, no worries! but are we going to be short on tubes? We have more tubes at drop bags in Rochester, worlds away! Lucky no more flats the rest of the ride. We see Peter briefly again as we are fixing flats but not again till the end. We pass Urana at the wee hours of the morning, I see a sign for shopping center and Tim uses the towns Public toilets but not even the bush-fly are up at that hour. That's OK with me but I have packed and ate some of the suspect chicken. That is not good, nothing is going good for me now and there are significant headwinds to Corowa. We retire into Brocks Cafe in Corowa, antacids, ginger and lots of hot tea help a little, I am able to keep a little food, fluids and electrolytes down. The wind is changing now as we change direction, going west, we pass the town of Yarrawonga after crossing the Murray again, a local cyclist advises us to use the Pedestrian Path on the bridge. Just, after the bridge we use public toilets on the right side. There is no ill that a tailwind will not cure as we are blown from Yarrawonga to Katamatite. Here there is a convenience store on the left and I tolerate food and drink, well on the way to recovery. The road from Katamatite to Shepparton is a little busy, so we take a little more time. In Shepparton, Tim recommends the Noodle Box, I highly recommend it too. I got my mojo back. We called Matt at the Rochester Motel, real great guy, he kept our drop bags and Pizza waiting for us in room 2. Enjoying a spectacular sunset on the road to Kyabram, the travel is easy again, I spotted a fish and chips place at Kyabram on the right side but our mission was Rochester, Grand Ole Oppy! Pizza feast and bed.<br />
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Nothing like fresh shorts and top after good sleep and shower, it is Boort or bust, we know it's going to be a hot day too. Great Brekkie at the Boort Cafe, we make our next moves with unusual deliberation. Gingerly into the Mallee we will attempt full recovery at all the steps. Wycheproof at the Mt. Wycheproof cafe, Birchip at the Bakery, at Birchip the temps are approaching what I refer to as kryptonite, then the big move. Southwest to Warraknabeal I note clouds up front and sprint for the clouds, my feet get so hot I actually spill some precious water on my shoes. Getting closer to Warrack, my savior clouds are actually part of a wind storm from the South that blows us almost to a halt. I am so glad to see the inside of the Roadhouse in Warrack and yes we will ride through. So we load our bellies and our bags and head North with the wind at our back. The cloud cover has kept the heat in, it is muggy and I cannot see my beloved milky way. There are water faucets at Beulah and Hopetoun. Tim does his ditch nap at Hopetoun and Sea Lake, I am too wired. He urges me on and I pass a sleeping Manangatang and we both manage to finish early the hottest day of all; Tuesday.<br />
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I enjoyed this ride (I know what you're thinking) but I get the logic of the R/O.<br />
Hope all the riders enjoy it too, with tail winds and great weather.Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-67881548741801756282013-12-21T13:19:00.001-08:002013-12-22T20:24:10.525-08:00Black-Spoke The White Knight<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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With childhood heroes like Charles Lindbergh and Amelia Earhart, with biplanes suspended from my ceiling, like Icarus I had a dream to fly, but dreams die first. No rules would keep me grounded while my thoughts could fly away, I was regressing to that childhood at the thought of finally seeing Kitty Hawk. I did not fly into Kitty Hawk, but limped in, not on two wings, nor even two good wheels. Having spotted a cracked rear rim earlier and benefiting from a loaner from ride organizer Tony Goodnight, any sense of redemption was immediately marred by problems with the loaner. Luke "Skywalker" Heller stuck with me, through hope and despair, finding the right spacer for the cogs, after the anxious ride to the control for the exchange. As we headed into the outer banks my senses were ablaze with foreboding, the wheel was not up to the job. By Kitty Hawk the wheel was so out of true that the tires rubbed the stays, I had broken a spoke, not even 100k into the loaner wheel.<br />
Strange that 8 has always been my self appointed lucky number, no evidence, but are we not a superstitious bunch? My eighth Grand Randonee of 2013 would crash in Kitty Hawk. Not if Young Skywalker had any say, he knew of a Bike Shop in Kitty Hawk. Young Wilbur (I have no idea if that is his name) looks at my bike, I look at his wheels. I am pretty nihilistic, I feel pretty powerless. He listens to my flight plans, he discourages me from buying his best wheel available, my best chance is the wheel I have. Yet we need a spoke, after an apologetic gesture that the spoke is not available, he pulls out a black spoke from a potpourri of parts and goes for a fit. No fit, he does not give up he modifies the spoke by cutting off a small piece of the threaded end and trues the wheel. I am now a true non-believer, but still powerless. At the Nags Head, Control Joel Lawrence has set up for us, I try but fail at not being a party pooper. <br />
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Why this intensity? it starts back at Port Campbell in Victoria, Australia in November 2012. I had as the Aussies would say "punked out" of the GSR. I termed it The <a href="http://spokesong.blogspot.com/2012/12/the-great-southern-debacle.html">Great Southern Debacle</a>. I knew not in Port Campbell if I could ever fly again, it would not be from lack of trying again and again. Gary Wall had given me a ride to Anglesea and Peter Donnan had picked a good number of us Americans from Anglesea and kept us at his home in Melbourne. Peter and Family, Mark Thomas, Mike Dayton, John "Cap'n" Ende, and Spencer "Roomie" Klaassen, they all lit a candle in that poor heart of mine. I set my eyes on the Wagarratta Wahine but there was a lot to figure out, <a href="http://spokesong.blogspot.com/2013/02/eek.html">eek!</a><br />
Nine Grands in 2013 was not a plan, it was like the falling of dominoes, a chain reaction. I commence the story at Kitty Hawk merely because it was the weakest link.<br />
A frigid 600k in North Carolina with the NC Randonners in February is the first test, I bloom the first day but wilt in the wind on the second day, bitter-sweet uncertainty.<br />
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Taiwan in February, ready or not! A few hours after my arrival in Taipei I get hit as a pedestrian by a moped walking to the hotel from a soup shop. I am somewhat protected by my carry-on bag which takes the direct hit, my left knee and right shoulder are questionable, I religiously apply heat for the remaining days. I will be riding with my SIR buddies Mark Thomas and Rick Blacker. A bullet train ride and a bus brings us to the Pingtung Province. Amidst pomp and Pageantry from the local officials we kick off at night from "The Bridge" in Dapeng Bay in the South China Sea. It is hot and extremely humid, I am so so nervous. Mark looks at me and says "relax, this is what you do". I drink two gallons of water as they go through their speeches, I stare at the mountains off in the distance.<br />
The small island of Taiwan has 10,000 24hr convenience stores, they are the secret to any success, sleep and soup. We hit the Mountains in the heat of the following day and it takes its toll. At our first overnight the ride sponsor has a life band going, we are not going to make our planned sleep stop a little further down the road. Mark and Rick try under the circumstances to get a few hours. I stay awake and drink three gallons of dilute Recoverite, wake up the boys and we are off. Night riding had shielded us partly from the crowded islands traffic, after what seems like all night climbing I think we have obtained the admiration and respect of the Taiwanese riders, most succumb to sleep in a 7-11 store, we push on. We arrive Taipei through a howling wind storm. Lack of sleep is weighing on me but I will not admit it. Traffic is just nuts until we go into the mountains again. four hours of black nonexistence at the next overnight in the mountains, we start back towards Pingtung. We pass a completely different Taipei at night to find strawberry fields and then more mountains and then more traffic. I will take the mountains any day and it was still waiting for us, but this time with a huge wind and rain storm. The roads are closed for two hours due to fallen trees and branches, but we have already squeezed through. Back at Pingtung I have to take off my shoes to dismount as I cannot twist to unclip, we know there has been carnage in the finishing numbers. Rick summarizes with the words; "Just because you can, does not mean you should", but I will miss the duck with noodles.<br />
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Texas Stampede had a whole posse of gauchos in blue shirts this year. Dan Driscoll encourages me to join. I feel honored. We all show in Waxahachie Texas, Mayday! here come the cattle drovers, we move em out in one huge herd. Texas is big, Texas is flat, Texas is windy. Dan Driscoll and the Lone Stars, their hearts are as big as Texas. The herd covers the first 100k in just over three hours. This is insane, the heat is killing me. I feel unworthy of my perennial K-hound status. Day two brings the Hill Country and temperate weather, I go for redeeming myself to myself, gotta quit all this me, myself and I. I find my spot back in the herd. Hiding in the Peloton with Bill Olsen I learn that he plans to pre-ride Endless Mountains, "sign me up" I chimed and the promptly forgot about it. Day three was perhaps a record low temperature in those parts in quite sometime. "Born and bred in the briar patch" I thought to myself, lets pedal hard for heat. Day four was the big warm up, I am edgy about this and itchy to decaffeinate the ride. A crash splinters the herd and I broke off and ride em in with the Olsens and Mike Fox. Now! Now! Vinny, life is a marathon not a sprint.<br />
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The "Two-Step" loomed large and ambitious, it was definitely a dance, though not of Texas. Its originator I am sure, was Mark Thomas, though it all seems so blurry now. None of us brothers in arms (Mark Rick and myself) had completed such a feat before, or so I believe, yet we embraced it like a long lost lover. We would ride from Belgium through Brussels into France, through Paris to the Champagne growing hills and back. Four days later we would start the Trans-Danube 1200k in Hungary. Mark arranged a great logistic through a lot of emails, the lime in the Corona would be the company of Spencer Klaassen, Cap'n Ende and Mike Dayton on the first step. Flying from Seattle and Kansas was easy enough, but the North Carolina boys had weather problems. Fortunately all arrive in time for a drizzly start in Herentals, I always have fenders. We had several flats that caused us to pull up the rear, not that we missed any of the beauty. We ride into Paris with the Brazilians, The Germans; Herr Kaminski and his stoker, Spencer and the NC boys. They have all slept a couple hours more due to our late arrival at the overnight just before Paris, but we will all sleep well on this one. We see Orleans, and on the way to the next overnight, the rain takes out my Edelux. I have a spare light but I fret this "two-step". Day three was a day spent with my room-mate Spencer. He plays a fixie like a fiddle, he even rode back 13 miles to find his lost passport, no sweat. We rode through the Champagne grapes to dine and sleep just outside Eparnay, that was a good day. On the way back to Herentals we rode with Serge Maraquin and Alain Caron, seems I remember the Randos more than the Eiffel Towers or Moulin Rouges. The Mayor of Herentals and Organizer Jan Geerts has arranged a welcome for us, The Mayor's secretary is to be our podium girl with two kisses for each rider. All the Americans have gone to our hotel to shower leaving me to collect their medals and their kisses, twelve in all. One day for Laundry and the next day we all fly out, but on laundry day I acquired Serge Maraqiuin's Edelux, Lord Maraquin said; "let there be light".<br />
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In Hungary a van took us straight from the airport in Budapest to our lodging in Vezsprem. The ride starts here, the gateway to Lake Balaton, the sea of land locked Hungary. This is a beautiful tour of the great cities and monuments that speak to the lasting influence of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. We feast on Goulash with Paprika of course. and our eyes feast on the natural beauty of this land. On the last day, Mark and Rick are ahead and I spend the day with Jan Erik Jensen. The next day Akos the organizer gives Jan and I a ride into the twin city off Budapest, We find a pension to stay in and he drops us off at Hero Square and we take in the city. Jan flies off the next day and I have a day to kill, some off it is on the internet, where I learn that my "Roomie" Spencer is riding the Big Wild Ride.<br />
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Alaska Randonnuers RBA Kevin Turinsky makes it so easy, "you are welcome" he writes, though the ride is now less than four days away, I am scrambled in time anyway with all the flying. With the help of the girls in my office, I find myself flying into Seattle, working one day and on the evening of the same day taking the last flight from SEATAC to Anchorage. At some point in Seattle I found time to swap out the contents of my bike case. I took out the Hampsten Travelissmo (Khaleesi) and packed the Thompson 650B (Wahine) . I get to the hotel in Anchorage in a cab just past midnight, after waiting an hour for a hotel shuttle that never came. I hurriedly put Wahine together only to find that the dynohub powered light does not work, so I break it all down to find where I have created a short in its internal wiring. By the time I fix this it is time to go get breakfast with Spencer, Rod Geisert and Joe Edwards.<br />
I get a late bike inspection, check in my bike in the truck and board the train to Whittier. A picturesque train ride, the train is buzzing with Randonneurs, I am too pumped up to crash out at this point. Bill Olsen informs me that there will be no pre-ride of Endless Mountains, we will have to do the regular ride we decide. At Whittier we pick up the bikes and board a ferry to Valdez, we sail with whales and all kinds off marine wildlife, I crash out on the ferry in a most uncomfortable chair. I am dead to the world. Next day we flesh out the bikes and struggle to bank sleep, midnight we are off with what seems like the who's who of RUSA. I am riding with Dan Driscoll, Pam Wright, Lois Springsteen, Kitty Goursolle, John Lee Ellis, Debra Banks, Greg Conderacci, Ron Himschoot, Karel Stroethoff, Jim Solanick to name a few of the Randonneurs I know, not already mentioned above. Heading north through a mountain pass in the dark to Delta Junction where there is barely any darkness past twilight. We roam with wildlife moose, bear, wolves and Randos. Next day we continue north to Fairbanks and turn south, from Fairbanks to Nenana is memorable climbing in the heat. As the day cools off we hit a long patch of bad road before Healy, I am glad Wahine is with me, Healy to Talkeetna is by the Denali Park and Mckinley is out. Last day through Wasilla, we are back in Anchorage.<br />
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Endless Mountains; "I remember a lot of climbing at night" I said to Mark. But four years ago it was in September, now it is in August with more daylight, this one will also be hotter and more humid. This will be my fourth 1200K in just over a month and my sixth for the year, caution is prevailing over exuberance by now. A pattern is emerging, I will add the first the first couple of days, to the recovery phase and exploit the training effect in the last two days. I resist any temptation to follow a very strong group in the first two days. Mark flies off with Joel Lawrence and Vinny Sikorski, I barely see them the whole ride. I ride with John "Endless" Pearch and Ian Shopland my SIR roomates also the Olsen brothers and Mike Fox. The last day I spend almost exclusively with Jos Vestergren (the Flying Dutchman). The climbing is unparalleled and endless, the support is awesome as expected of Tom Rosenbauer and his group of Volunteers. Jos leaves the next day to ride to Canada for the Granite Anvil, Bill Olsen will join him, I will pass on this one, I travel to Africa for family matters.<br />
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Last Chance was spent totally in the company of Theo Roffe. We mingled with other riders in random fashion, including the very impressive Andrea Matney. Our trip from Boulder to Kensington was uneventful enough, though I could not sleep much at Atwood on the way out. For a brief while in Kensington it got quite hot and humid, and I was glad that for cooling showers as we headed back to Atwood. At this time we ran into Andy Albershardt and Gary "Jens" Sparks. Sleep deprivation was a problem then, not much thought given to the weather. I had better sleep at Atwood on the way back, but still we did not prepare for the storms that lay ahead. By Bird City; another flat had us hiding in a dairy to fix the flat, when we saw Andy and Gary fly by, they were chasing us down. At the Bird City Diner the farmers asked where we were going in the storm, "I hope you have a canoe", they joked, when they learned we were headed for Colorado. Then it got worse, at Idalia we bought thrift store clothes for reinforcement as 30mph wind gusts drove the rain in our face and sometimes stopped us in our tracks. At Byers we ate and slept a glorious four hours. Gary had skipped this and Andy rode in with us on a modified course through the flood devastation to Boulder, but I digress.<br />
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Before I digressed we were at Nags Head on the Taste of Carolina, we started in Lumberton and it was mostly wet the first day. We had done the first overnight and we were now headed for Engelhard. I thought; there is not much city form there to Lumberton, perhaps I should quit there, not in the middle of nowhere. Reaching Engelhard it looked pretty much like the middle of nowhere so I went on with much of the wolf pack (Mark Thomas, Dan Driscoll, Rick Blacker, Greg Courtney, Luke Heller. Thomas Droege, Michael Shmit and Bob Bruce) to a sleep spot eleven miles down the road. Exhausted and exasperated I fell into REM sleep to find Orville Wright Admonishing me to "take this broken wing and learn to fly again, learn to be so free", then he morphed into Leonard Cohen:<br />
"Ring the bells that still can ring<br />
Forget your perfect offering<br />
There is a crack in everything <br />
That's how the light gets in"<br />
And that was it, I rode in with Black-spoke and the wolf pack to Lumberton.<br />
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Next was the Sydney to Melbourne Alpine 1200k, the return to the scene of the crime.<br />
"Just gotta learn to live with what you can't rise above"..... Bruce Springsteen.<br />
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<i>Thanks Pat Leahy</i><br />
<i>For asking me to write this.</i>Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-22467456158175344992013-09-04T07:59:00.000-07:002013-09-04T07:59:27.499-07:00Stealing HomeThis year I was lucky to see so many lands on a bike, came back from Africa to find that I could ride a 400k North and 600K South, that's stealing home plate.<br />
The 400k was lovely, Noel Howes one of my Roomies gave us a Samish treat. Though I have no great taste for raw oysters, there was plenty of Tabasco to make this one go down smooth. Got to see a lot of old friends; Andy Speier, Ken Carter, Kathy and Charlie White, Elaine and Don Jameson, Tom Brett, Steve Davis, Bill Gobie, Jeff Loomis, Peg Winczeski, Steve Davis and More. Much Thanks to the Organizers and Narayan For Very Witty company for most of the ride and Chris Willett for the ride home. East or West Home is Best.<br />
I volunteered to Pre ride the 600K with the Kind Permission of Organizer Albert Meerscheidt.<br />
I met up with Mike Richeson at the start, but for the first time this year I was to ride this Brevet solo.<br />
Started Pedaling from the GuestHouse Motel in Auburn and soon into the warm up climb; Peasley Canyon, a clement one. Ran along the ridge to find a nice bike trail that Albert had thrown last minute into the course which was quite pleasant. Oh boy the first leaves have started falling, and I had a crescent moon.<br />
Through Fife, I get to Tacoma, the Sunrise in Ruston is spellbinding. Then I crossed the Narrows and drop into Gig Harbor, this I have missed. Heading through Olalla towards Port Orchard Ah! I have forgotten how rude Orchard can be. Stopped at Waterman Point a little Pier and Viewpoint, I can see Bremerton and Sailboats enjoying Labor day weekend.<br />
Up from Port Orchard towards Gorst, nice rollers after a little climb, I find the Belfair Valley road to Belfair then the Hood Canal to Purdy Cutoff then to Shelton. No! Wait! cannot blow by the farms just before Purdy Cutoff without Ice cream on a warm day.<br />
Shelton to Matlock to Brady, look for the Satsop Towers ominous looking. Elma to Montesano (you know the drill). Through Blue Slough to Cosmopolis, I push on toWestport, You cannot miss the Shell station its in your face but you will miss the ocean at Westport. No Worries! continue on SR-105 'cos the ocean lies this way.<br />
By Raymond it is getting a little dark and I load up my Bags and Bladders and get into SR-6. I have been fighting a wind from the west for much of the day, hoping for a big push in the Chehalis Gap, it was not to be, the wind died down. Nothing reasonable open in Pe Ell, no Manna falling in Rainbow Falls, No problem! I was stocked, did not even check at Chehalis,<br />
Had enough left for a night cap at the motel in Centralia. 4-5 hrs sleep, ignored the 24hrs Gas station and Subway facing the Motel, stuffed a couple of pastries from the breakfast hall into my back pockets and gulped a coffee, filled bidons with water and went out to tackle Centralia Alfa.<br />
Now in Cascades foothills, Big meal in the Thriftway in Morton. Sustained Climb and Descent brings me to Elbe where you will meet the worst railroad tracks ever. A segment of DORMAR (reverse RAMROD) brings me to Enumclaw and yes! its Home when I an hating on the flat Green Valley that brings me to the Finish.<br />
Mike Richeson is waiting for me what a Dude! He furnishes me with a cold one applied immediately to the palms to alleviate numbness then I sink it to instigate generalized numbness, good to be home.<br />
Mexican dinner and a ride home what else can I wish for. Stealing Home!Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-33030277819147496262013-06-22T18:28:00.004-07:002013-06-22T18:28:47.662-07:00Lind<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I had the pleasure of the company of John Pearch and Doug Migden on the Seattle to Glacier Pre-ride.</div>
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We Departed from QFC in Mercer Island and rode up to Tully's. We decided to start the ride at Tully's instead and we were off @ 0500. Riding west across the I-90 bridge we figured the "Info Question" and rode down Seward Park to Renton where we found the Cedar river trail to take us to the Mountains. Pretty soon we were ascending as the white river was descending, our objective Chinook Pass. </div>
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Not too many controls on this Brevet but just a good amount of services, we stopped at Cliffdell, Whistlin Jacks for refreshment, cold drizzle was ebbing and Eastern Washington weather was on.</div>
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Riding through Yakima reflecting on C1200 of old as we passed through fields of Hops.</div>
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After Flat and gusts of wind we made the Vernita Bridge and headed East for Othello.</div>
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Just Before Othello Best Western, I made a little detour to the right to the 24hr Burger king for Dinner.</div>
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By the time I got to BW the Boys had already gotten their pre-mailed packages and Doc was already in bed. I grabbed mine, took out the fresh shorts and wore them after a shower, then dinner.</div>
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A little overconfident I might add, after a good nights sleep we left for Lind almost at Othello closing time. Immediately hit a ten mile stretch of fresh chip-seal and was glad that I had my Thompson 650B with Hetre's, though I had suffered one flat earlier and put on a brand new tire.</div>
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Then we hit Lind Hatten road which my Buddy's joked was a "Pre-Road" So the control at Lind is three hours and change away, What me worry? We were determined to, and we made it. Type 2 fun Sir Hugh would call that stretch, no worries we re-routed. </div>
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After refueling at Lind it was on to Colfax and the rolling Palouse, we pushed to make time in the bank.</div>
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Refueling at Plummer Idaho, we hooked up with the Couer D' Alene</div>
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Destination Kellogg, John and I stopped just before the GuestHouse Inn at Walmart where we find all kinds of microwaveable stuff for late Dinner</div>
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Rise and shine the last day, two hours before Kellogg closing time, we back track on the trail to the Town of Enaville.</div>
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And follow a river grade before it kicks up to Thompson Pass.</div>
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Then down to Thompson Falls where Minnies never disappoints.</div>
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After filling the bellies with good stuff, roll down the MT 200.</div>
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To Wild Horse Plains.</div>
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<i>Thanks Geoff for invaluable help with routes, John for immeasurable energy, photos and enthusiasm, Doc for constantly preaching safety and Kole for help with Excel.</i></div>
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Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-47377350278845211202013-05-29T05:58:00.000-07:002013-05-29T05:58:02.807-07:00Overnight @ ForksForks somewhat famous as the base for Stephenie Meyers Twilight series, will be your overnight on the "Watery" 600k. Perhaps by the time you have slogged 55k from Kalaloch you will have a taste for some blood too. Some may Flash by, do not forget to get your cards signed at the Control; The Forks Motel. Others after signing their cards may decide to push on to La Push before returning to sleep in Forks, this will cost a 5k Bonus (not really that much) if they really want to shorten Day 2.<br />
Plan for the places you want to see in daylight, but I believe Day 2 is a little more lumpy, something to bear in mind.<br />
No doubt you will need Glycogenated muscles on leaving Forks no matter the plan. We Plan for Pasta and Rice. Meaty and Vegetarian Sauce, as well as the usual beverages for Dinner, a brew of Tea, Hot Chocolate or Perhaps.... may make sleep come easier. For Breakfast, Oatmeal, Cereal, Fruit, Sausage and the B word Bacon. and certainly coffee.<br />
Please do not hesitate to email me directly if there are any special circumstances.<br />
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Alplet Plus<br />
Duwamish Curse<br />
A human Test<br />
Or a Masochist Quest<br />
Eleven hills ensconced in marine mist and cloud<br />
Like so many bosoms in a shroud<br />
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<i>Today Hugh Kimball despite some northwest showers and a rear flat tire, fulfilled that quest single speed, now being the only rider to have completed the Alps, Alplet and Alplet plus and any combination of these 3 single speed. If a tree falls in the forest and no one observes it did it really fall? I was there to observe these feats, just the Observer, the Knowing Body.</i><br />
<i>Congratulations Sir Hugh.</i><br />
<i>Hugh Baby!</i>Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-37415565406850293052013-04-04T23:36:00.000-07:002013-04-05T03:11:48.161-07:00Oly 300K pre-ride<br />
Organizer Rick Blacker, Mark Thomas, Millison Fambles and I pre-rode the course for the Olympia 300K yesterday, to put final touches on the work done by previous riders who helped develop the course. It was a pleasure to ride with strong riders with an intimate knowledge of the local roads.<br />
Someone must have ordered the weather, no fjording of rivers, and surprise! no gravel.<br />
The parking situation at the start, at the Safeway on Cleveland street in Tumwater was of concern, we thought it best to park if you arrive by motorcar at the Motel 6 in Tumwater and ride 2 miles to the start at Safeway.<br />
Leaving a little after our start time of 0700 we headed out eastward for the first control at the Town of Rainier, there are a few conveniences there, mostly gas stations, that early in the ride little else was needed, most likely there will be someone there to sign cards.We followed the bike trail and relatively quiet roads to Centralia where there will be all kinds of services available. Fill up and head for the Iconic Centralia Alpha road, there will be no more local services until Mossyrock.<br />
Centralia-Alpha will present the first significant Climb and a series of deep rollers, great vistas on a pretty day. Do not miss the Info Control as you continue East on the WA 508, a right turn at this point will take you to the Scenic Ike Kinswa State Park and quiet fishing on Mayfield Lake. A little climb from the park will take you across US 12 into Mossyrock.<br />
I picked a Burger, Fries and Shake at one of several establishments, for quicker "on the fly" service there is a gas station right at the crossing of US 12 and there is a grocery store in town.<br />
Refreshed we set out to hunt down our next Info control answer, climbing up to a ridge and then descending back into US 12.<br />
On the Highway just a little climb due West out of the Cowlitz River Valley, then quite expeditiously we get off the highway and continue West on quieter local roads albeit a bit lumpy. Eventually we cross I-5 on an overpass and join WA 506 to the town of Vader, the Control is at the J&G Grocery, there is and associated restaurant that will let you use the bathrooms.<br />
There will be two notable climbs and descents to bring you from Vader to Pe Ell, concentrate on the scenery and if you find, like we did some buzzards on this stretch they are not waiting for you.<br />
Control and Rest stop at PE-Ell, by now we were all eager now to decaffeinate the ride.<br />
As Millison intuited a gentle push from the West by Mother Nature in the Chehalis gap produced the fastest segment of the course (in Paceline). After a quick control stop in Centralia, headed north to Finish at the Motel 6 in Tumwater.<br />
This was a relaxing 300K I started off a little woody in the legs and drifting in the mind but got more and more into it. It took us well under 15hrs including a sit down meal and two moderate rest stops.<br />
My VDO records 6500ft. cumulative ascent.<br />
Have a great Ride out there and see you on the road.<br />
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VinnyVincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-10292648961621808902013-02-11T20:13:00.000-08:002013-02-11T20:13:03.684-08:00eek!Each week, I seek<div>
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Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-82775754980436879682012-08-01T05:07:00.001-07:002012-08-01T05:17:40.524-07:00The Unsupported RideWe tend to split hairs, randonneuring, bike touring, racing, for those fettered by chains to wheels in prolonged motion. They do this perhaps because it will make their lives better, and who knows how tough it has been so far. I think the ride would never end, if it did not depend on some contrived cut-off point. At SIR we tend to err on the side of support, especially for the spring brevets. This encourages speed, making things closer to an ultra-marathon event, never mind some really gifted riders that are not only fast but seem to need little support, perhaps the one comes from the other, there is some logic behind this, for instance faster riders catch services still open. This support level also encourages new recruits to the sport, what good is an awesome sport with no participants, the Feast of the Immortals.<br />
Support also creates a buffer zone, recruiting a larger participation despite varying ability, fitness and experience.<br />
Ever since traveling with Mark and Geoff from Troutdale to Whitefish I have been drawn to the unsupported ride, I believe they emphasize the cerebral (decision making) aspect of the ride, a special arrow to have in your quiver. Where do I find these rides; Permanents and Pre- Rides. The Pre-Rides also come with extra unpredictability. Adding another dimension to the equation is the Point to Point ride. Most brevets take the form of some kind of loop, invoking the law of averages, headwinds now, tail winds later, what goes up will come down. This is obviously a simplification, but on the Pre-Ride of the Crater Lake 1000K with Geoff, without study of the profile of the ride, I completed the hundred mile climb expecting to descend 8000ft to the finish. Klamath falls was still above 4000ft ASL, nice curve. Point is (no pun intended), with a point to point situation it is theoretically possible to climb, descend, fight headwinds or drift with tailwinds for the whole ride. I like this.<br />
Joe Platzner intuited that we are drawn to an "Audacious" ride. Well there you have it.<br />
The S2G or Seattle to Glacier is coming up August the 16th. It travels from Everett to Whitefish. It will be largely unsupported, yes! there will be drop bags and a Cheshire cat. Your Bike will support you. so come prepared to support it in return, you will also have your Buddies and the whole states of Washington, Idaho and Montana.<br />
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<i>In Memory of Don Boothby</i>Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-23369346817747067432012-07-26T00:03:00.000-07:002012-07-26T05:10:21.486-07:00Touch Of GreyThe logging of the Pacific Northwest's ancient forests is infamous, yet I remain enchanted by the beauty and abundance of Oregon's forestland. Equally impressive is the network of forest roads, these roads are essential to the management and enjoyment of these forests, not to mention fire control. But it appears a good number of these roads were built when timber production was seen as the primary function of the forest. I guess "every silver lining's got a <a href="http://www.google.com/url?sa=t&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=web&cd=2&sqi=2&ved=0CE4QtwIwAQ&url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DwOaXTg3nAuY&ei=dekQUPyzMqPuiQKykIHIDA&usg=AFQjCNG8AR9-WCyS8l3ktNynLzZoIDoxYg">touch of grey</a>".<br />
In September of 2009 I had done the <a href="http://spokesong.blogspot.com/2009/10/barlow-trail.html">Barlow Trail 300k</a> that started and ended in Sandy, the date of the ride had been postponed once because of <a href="http://orrandonneurs.org/pipermail/orrando/2009-July/002055.html">the extreme heat in the Oregon desert</a>.<br />
No wonder I tuned into the Pre-Ride of the <a href="http://www.orrandonneurs.org/rba/2012/TyghValley/TyghValley_info.html">Tygh Valley Traveller 400K.</a><br />
I could not ask for a better Travelling companion, Theo Roffe and I set off by 0500 on Saturday in a leisurely manner. Winding our way South from Portland's North Harbour avoiding city<span style="background-color: white;"> traffic by the use of bike trails. We munched on smoke salmon down In Estacada, filled our bottles and found the OR 224 E that took us all the way to Ripplebrook. After brevet business and small talk we plunged into the featured attraction, the Mount hood National Forest by courtesy of the forest roads. NF57 to 58 and then 5810 which led us to the portage at the Anvil Creek Crossing. Most of the Portage zone was ride-able in my 28's yet nothing wrong with a little extra care. I did not hesitate to get my feet wet. Hooking up further down with the 57 we came to the Pine Point Campground. Only found a camper with his son to sign our cards we filled up our bottles with the sour water and made a bee line for Maupin, loosing our beloved forests and its shade. Headwinds on the US 197 may have kept us cooler. We had ice cream at Maupin and decided to catch an open store in the Tygh Valley. We caught it with 1 and !/2 hours to spare and cashed in on our time in the bank cooling and refreshing. We left just before the store was closing and backtracked in the Tygh Valley on our way to find the forest roads, Barlow Pass and Mount Hood in your face. </span><span style="background-color: white;">In the heat of the day, lots of climbing, our progress slowed. By Government Camp it was getting cold and I was definitely behind on my fluids. Spent close to 2 hours at the camp recovering at the Huckleberry Inn which is open 24hrs, </span><span style="background-color: white;">with a sit down meal</span><span style="background-color: white;"> </span><span style="background-color: white;">. I know the descent from the camp, but had heard rumors of the last 100K. Names like </span><span style="background-color: white;">"Devils Backbone" and "Bull Run" rattled the imagination. In the end It was all good fun especially the descents. One Impressive descent took us down to Troutdale and a rather long pancake flat section finished of the ride</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Looks like 16 thousand feet of climbing by my instruments, though both Bikeroutetoaster and ridewithGPS peg it at 19 thousand. Looks like the return from Maupin is a little more difficult than the trip out so I would consider that in planning.</span><br />
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For the siren call no longer so dim.</div>
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More sleep than usual at Mazama, the dress is light</div>
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My insulated water bottles are frozen solid. I ration my actions one photo, one put on Showers Pass, one can of ensure down and down the hill whispering OHM.</div>
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I get a flat at Panther Creek, a slow leak at balmy 45 degrees F, two pump ups warm me and buys pavement to Ross Lake, I take shelter and fix the flat.<br />
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Near Marblemount I meet the the first pass climbers in their touring gear. They wonder why I crossed the pass so early, I could explain logistics and time in the bank, but I would rather spend the time at Tootsies.</div>
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I get soup at Marblemount Gas Store, but I know a place more satisfying. Clarkes Cabins, Tootsie is in the House, she says "make sure you get enough to eat".<br />
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I need nothing else till Granite Falls, one cherry pie, one apple pie and a coke for the road.
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Monroe and tired, I wanna go home.<br />
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Serious Gratitude to Geoff Swarts and Mjolnir<br />
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We left early, by the time we got to Enumclaw the Mountain was out.</div>
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Descend into Packwood and refresh for White Pass, I have not climbed a mountain pass in a long long while. The roads are decent the Motorists were good, but note that this is a camping area.</div>
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Day 2 begins with a climb up the 410 towards Chinook Pass, an out and back that turns around at the Lodgepole Campground, could be cold..</div>
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Back down the 410 and and roll through farmlands to old Naches. There is a Grill here open at 0800, if you want bacon and eggs. I got some sugar by having 2 tablespoons of the pancake syrup.<br />
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Destination Fruitvale the wind will help, just be sure you do not have any reason to turn and go back the other way.</div>
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Watch on the Bike trail, may be a little confusing, I use GPS. Ride hwy 24 East towards the Columbia River,.Just before the junction with the 241 is a little "watering hole" on the left , I have stopped here twice.</div>
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Steady wind in the face to Quincy, should be the day! But I push on now with a tailwind to Ephrata, where I have a drop bag, thanks Nikki.</div>
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Love to leave early, but I am getting enough sleep, the early light, Soap Lake, the moon and Oh! the wind. </div>
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There is water in the campgrounds by the lake, fill up whenever you can.</div>
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Wind is whipping Dry Falls, but my fear is that I was born beneath this angry ball of hydrogen.</div>
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Clouds come to my rescue again as I ascend a plateau. Is it day 3, or is it chip-seal and Oh! the wind. We are going to Mansfield, Where is that? never heard of it. This is my 4th C1200 including 2 permanents.</div>
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Well it has a Grill and a Mercantile store if you need more than the regular control fare. It will take you to a most enjoyable downhill</div>
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So beautiful at the Des-Moines Marina, I get a shot without leaving the Route. A little further down I pick the first Info Control.</div>
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Why ? Because that is what I have modified for the June Populaire</div>
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First Control at Green Valley Meats is bolted shut but the Porta-Potty is open</div>
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<i>Thanks to Alan Bell</i><br />
<i>Tomorrow I will ride "June Pop"</i>Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-73509300043821377392011-10-04T20:14:00.000-07:002011-10-04T20:17:48.935-07:00Reckless Necklace<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdDTqTAYzRUDK_Jlk2OJqMfOzwvUBa-_MR3AQL-IMjQhu_xTUiKv-ZpOvdP7P1pL_PXcmAbBjXw0UASkC0uPGE4VeN8xzaEkT13U8giBQlrlo4_8eWoYtiA8w4ChD5johCuKzB1PabsWwi/s1600/Cus10174.BMP"><img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659841669378049810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdDTqTAYzRUDK_Jlk2OJqMfOzwvUBa-_MR3AQL-IMjQhu_xTUiKv-ZpOvdP7P1pL_PXcmAbBjXw0UASkC0uPGE4VeN8xzaEkT13U8giBQlrlo4_8eWoYtiA8w4ChD5johCuKzB1PabsWwi/s400/Cus10174.BMP" /></a><br /><br /><em>Thanks Mark<br /></em>Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-18688100447097771172011-09-25T18:00:00.000-07:002011-09-25T18:05:32.562-07:00Guinevere<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNkwdD9bWPyh52shBCMOFn474_XLInRe-YJOPo09TB6aKmaT-OxpA_uGXp0g4tLBj3plgqyOdk-Oj_MbGHS7E84FOxel2jbPZ_zYw2nToRc0zHzDNPmlHsXuIQByz8EG55NBbxJRg-uHoz/s1600/IMG_1179%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNkwdD9bWPyh52shBCMOFn474_XLInRe-YJOPo09TB6aKmaT-OxpA_uGXp0g4tLBj3plgqyOdk-Oj_MbGHS7E84FOxel2jbPZ_zYw2nToRc0zHzDNPmlHsXuIQByz8EG55NBbxJRg-uHoz/s400/IMG_1179%255B1%255D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656467733625519394" border="0" /></a><br /><br />"Winter is coming"<br /> Ned Stark (Lord Of Winterfell)Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-85686028852825928392011-09-11T15:37:00.001-07:002011-09-11T18:27:21.956-07:00Khaleesi<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSdDTrcbwpIrJw9Yxvo-BLR9utxSmtroTlTGKFT_48-UqzkKisoQtVrRizLa8q6kpSWjjhQ61L_p8Lx_HHmDnDSvR4Q81PG9EX9lNt6uVQpX_Bfrs8JYvOJKaENoTZB_NoIveCXtTry36j/s1600/IMG_1177.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSdDTrcbwpIrJw9Yxvo-BLR9utxSmtroTlTGKFT_48-UqzkKisoQtVrRizLa8q6kpSWjjhQ61L_p8Lx_HHmDnDSvR4Q81PG9EX9lNt6uVQpX_Bfrs8JYvOJKaENoTZB_NoIveCXtTry36j/s400/IMG_1177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651234984183116626" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Got hitched to Khaleesi on the 8th month of the 4th year</div><div>But could not hold it together for very long</div><div>So I broke it down and flew Iceland air</div><div>To a Velo-land that speaks a different tongue </div><div><br /></div><div>We set out at nite for the women of the Gite</div><div>I gave her a wrenchin and she gave me her word</div><div>I asked our objective, she said we'd be back by the 25th</div><div>Most ambiguous thing I have ever heard</div><div><br /></div><div>Kindness in everyone seemed the norm</div><div>As we spun through the nite and into the dawn</div><div>Sadness and spasms when he died in a storm</div><div>But we made up our minds that we had to go on</div><div><br /></div><div>Ridin for fame as there is no gold?</div><div>Or bling bling strung on a nylon necklace?</div><div>Thinkin miller time or any beer that's cold?</div><div>I was thinking Khaleesi thought I was so reckless.</div><div><br /></div><div>Then she told me we would do this again</div><div>And things would be different the next time we would</div><div>If only I could calm down and just be a friend</div><div>Too tired to understand all the strange things she pulled.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX3V8hsFOn8EoY6lNkTYuepxHPWMlmqrmakHpdIzEZHMlGibBBBTW-kW9rva2PI42udFwFsPYIe36G7Ac4CgEYZIzCte5F_9Wr_kRoAfykoF1Ml4lxGa6lOgfKt3s_5SLZ8gT6AaTo6Xht/s1600/222.bmp"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX3V8hsFOn8EoY6lNkTYuepxHPWMlmqrmakHpdIzEZHMlGibBBBTW-kW9rva2PI42udFwFsPYIe36G7Ac4CgEYZIzCte5F_9Wr_kRoAfykoF1Ml4lxGa6lOgfKt3s_5SLZ8gT6AaTo6Xht/s400/222.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651251384008809714" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><i>Thanks Daenerys Targaryen and of course Steve Hampsten.</i></div><div><i>Remembering Thai Pham, we never got to meet.</i></div>Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-3794256913440726602011-07-16T21:04:00.000-07:002011-07-18T06:24:02.037-07:00Winter of My Discontent 2 (Cocoon)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggpAWgfoKB5AEZdH-ZFwWYnA55e7NPBgu2gAdFN-RNExpeCgCMu4mPiRBmGbT2Sk3ZnOAmgwYdpCmFGe6-fFDQ_azJ28IgOWJBuD26A9M_hsFTKkDyIus-bXfNVu0r4HaQxoixqg9g177v/s1600/P7160011.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630186111697295858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggpAWgfoKB5AEZdH-ZFwWYnA55e7NPBgu2gAdFN-RNExpeCgCMu4mPiRBmGbT2Sk3ZnOAmgwYdpCmFGe6-fFDQ_azJ28IgOWJBuD26A9M_hsFTKkDyIus-bXfNVu0r4HaQxoixqg9g177v/s400/P7160011.JPG" /></a><br />Riding so many miles, so many things went to mush.<br />Even the legs went to mush, Vinnie's paralysis! I called it.<br />Fired too many cannons, Sir Robin sez?<br />Only a phase, I sez.<br />Just a dark <a href="http://youtu.be/qQuiyYly0ys">cocoon</a> before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away.<br /><br /><br /><p><em>Thanks Tim Foon Feldman.</em> </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p>Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-36909172845518630952011-02-10T18:28:00.000-08:002011-02-12T16:05:25.572-08:00The Winter of My Discontent 1(the feast of the immortals)<div>How does one start to write again? A story perhaps? Long long ago in a very special time...... Maybe once upon a time... How about, just the year two thousand and ten. The year when, without actually knowing when I decided on it, decided to ride either 30,000 kilometers or 20,000 miles on a bike. Being a bike polygamist, and a tinkerer with bike electronics. And at the same time a poor log keeper, I would use <a href="http://www.seattlerandonneur.org/index.php?view=weblink&catid=2%3Arandonneuring-clubs&id=7%3Arusa&option=com_weblinks&Itemid=23">RUSA</a> to keep the log. So off I rode, every Brevet I could manage in the Great Northwest including a 400k Fleche from the White House (Charlie White's Home) into British Columbia. But that is a different Country and so is Texas I gather, or is the Jury still out?<br /><div>Congratulations! Gary Gottlieb, made a marker for the <a href="http://spokesong.blogspot.com/2010/05/lonliness-of-distance-rider.html">Long Distance Rider</a>.<br />Much of a long distance ride depends on logistics, I tried to look at it as one big ride. With a full time job and children it would be tricky. It helped that RUSA sanctions a <a href="http://spokesong.blogspot.com/2010/09/cauldron.html">"Workers Ride"</a>, I would also learn a lot about working Brevets. The Seattle International, and Oregon Randonneurs are a tightly knit bunch, they support long distance cycling rain or shine, but Brevets would not be enough. Again RUSA sanctions a "Permanent", a Brevet that one could ride at anytime agreed on by the owner of the Permanent and the rider. I remember vaguely Kent Peterson's blogs on training to race the "Great Divide". Practicing not training I think he called it. With Coach "No Car", Coach "No Gears" and I think there was a third one. I called on Coach "Permanent". Owning no Permanents of my own and not having yet unveiled any aptitude for routing courses, I called on the <a href="http://www.seattlerandonneur.org/">SIR </a>Permanents which are all owned by the inexorable Geoff Swarts.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMMAdbdtDvDzrl5mkAle5z_smPr5I6DUEaGkRvNZMHlHUh2YqGKwYvVnTB-yLPP1fwwAh9ZpwaJLpdDWhNdAIJfYOkv0HxM0XXlGP4wkpRr2FX_23QH-kEL-jSr1BYFPycQ_sywP5YIgK1/s1600/DSCF0092.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572882493510085138" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMMAdbdtDvDzrl5mkAle5z_smPr5I6DUEaGkRvNZMHlHUh2YqGKwYvVnTB-yLPP1fwwAh9ZpwaJLpdDWhNdAIJfYOkv0HxM0XXlGP4wkpRr2FX_23QH-kEL-jSr1BYFPycQ_sywP5YIgK1/s400/DSCF0092.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mj%C3%B6llnir">Mystic Mjolnir</a> at <a href="http://permanents.seattlerando.org/2008/01/pending-pt-angeles-cape-flattery-pt.html">Cape Flattery</a>, it only takes a camera to make her smile, though I had carried her through rock, bramble and bush to get this shot. As long as I had my Serotta I was down for whatever.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMu2di7ZuonMKnDmF2j4SyLFfywya8SnMMGgw9qMPOMoFO6xKdjwzenzspwKjHloHm6H6Fkkw8WEveeRPOwpoo0EamPMrJ5Cs8qOIROr-sr8h3aNOeVlY8FU60ocLYCwxuOS_kmLC3xiEU/s1600/IMGP2210.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572891823693068370" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMu2di7ZuonMKnDmF2j4SyLFfywya8SnMMGgw9qMPOMoFO6xKdjwzenzspwKjHloHm6H6Fkkw8WEveeRPOwpoo0EamPMrJ5Cs8qOIROr-sr8h3aNOeVlY8FU60ocLYCwxuOS_kmLC3xiEU/s400/IMGP2210.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />It was also the year Professor Dan and my friend Andy from down under visited with me for the Cascade 1200. Kole joined us in a pre ride libation. I thanked them for the visit and explained the significance of libation amongst the Igbo people. A must at any significant event which we ritualized by dropping some of the contents of our goblets on the earth in which we have interred our ancestors. Sharing with them our pleasure, for if they had not copulated, it would not have been possible. Though in my self centered take on it, the only reason they existed in the first place was to make the moment possible. I further explained my gratitude, for in our philosophy a poor man is a man who prepared a big feast and no one came to share it with him. My assumption is that most of the feast would go on the ground to the ancestors, hence the "feast of the immortals".<br />The SIR list of Permanents is a feast of Olympian proportions. May we gather again from far an near to participate in this feast. What use is a website full of courses if no one rides it.<br />And that's just the beginning of my story.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Thanks Gary Gottlieb for pushing the envelope. </span><br /><br /></div></div>Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-6905449060611351162010-10-12T15:43:00.001-07:002010-10-12T15:50:07.141-07:00A Forest by the Sea<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi90mXM3KZG3HVl6PLTK5Apv3z1iAP11XlVTZhsbRRxuIRtOukvMDqIB_NFOv0LTUNnboD9UyS6Bf9-W1JlH7ScQN_a6kB-HC5brMPHmpSI5510zlcqGl0EqJtmVuqvVLxNj3UmGi67Q1Un/s1600/PA050032.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi90mXM3KZG3HVl6PLTK5Apv3z1iAP11XlVTZhsbRRxuIRtOukvMDqIB_NFOv0LTUNnboD9UyS6Bf9-W1JlH7ScQN_a6kB-HC5brMPHmpSI5510zlcqGl0EqJtmVuqvVLxNj3UmGi67Q1Un/s400/PA050032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527294285985034914" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><a href="http://spokesong.blogspot.com/2010/04/forest.html">Forest, show me how to roll!</a></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><i>Thanks Dan Boxer</i></div>Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209962693405669849.post-55117083841025401472010-09-22T09:04:00.001-07:002010-09-22T12:06:27.309-07:00The CauldronI have just read Robert Higdons post "<a href="http://bunnyhawk.com/blog/archives/2010/09/15/what-it-takes-to-volunteer/">what it takes to volunteer</a>". I realized that my last entry was a <a href="http://spokesong.blogspot.com/2010/06/sisters-of-mercy.html">tribute to RUSA volunteers</a> in June. Dereliction!<div>Geoff, Kole, Mark and I Volunteered to Pre ride the Crater Lake 1000K Unsupported. We left the Seattle ferry terminal last Wednesday, a cloudy drizzly evening. At Bremerton it was raining and would rain for most of the 70 plus hours that it took to complete the ride. Problem from the start, I had lost the backlight to my GPS unit temporally. So I stayed behind the Guys who all have units to avoid the first navigational pitfall, the somewhat tricky turn from the 304 into Belfair Hwy. Much too early for bonus miles. We took temporary shelter at the Matlock store from the rain. A man inside the long closed store wondered, we made reassuring signs, wrote in our zip-locked Brevet cards and disappeared into the cold wet night. I suffered my circadian 0500 disorientation just before Raymond and hoped coffee at the gas station would help. Daylight was much more of a supplicant. Respite came with the Naselle Diner, by that I mean breakfast and friendly faces, as Mark looked out of the window and noted it was pouring. We dripped out leaving puddles in the previously dry establishment and crossed over the mouth of the Columbia into Astoria. We stopped to eat again at Cannon Beach before tackling some high rollers of the 101, the rain lightened a bit, but the wind picked up, a headwind that caused a few touring bikes with heavy looking panniers to dismount, go figure. Pacific City finally, felt great to be indoors, made good use of our time and left early just after midnite, there is no bonus time until after Reedsport. Weighed down with extra food and drink we faced a sub 1000ft climb and more rollers. Here I lost both my Edelux and GPS. At Reedsport I make a tactical decision to try and sprint ahead to Roseburg before all the Bike stores close. Mark uses his Smart phone to locate the stores, while Kole (who has volunteered to run with me) and I, wolf down a sub. No time to pack more supplies we leave, the stores we called closed at 1730 giving us over 6 hours to cover close to 80 miles including a 2000ft forest road climb. What goes up will fly down, but I know from the Permanent (<a href="http://greenhornetrandoing.blogspot.com/2010/07/seattle-to-crater-lake-100k-pre2-ride.html">pre-ride of the pre-ride</a>) that it is not an easy descent. We enjoy the Idyllic Camp Creek road with increasing confidence and then Kole gets a front wheel flat. Fixed, we push a little harder till we hit the stiff grades. Kole darts ahead, to find the information control at the summit and I summit to his declaration that it is all fresh gravel on the descent. Without a second glance at him I plunge into the gravel at a high grade, alternating between the front and back brakes to avoid a heat blow-out. I find 17mph very unnerving. As the grade eases bringing some relief to my cramped brake hands, it starts to pour. Kole appears as I put on more clothes and I realize that my legs have nothing to work with. Kole volunteers a baggie of Pistachios and some liqorice, I am so grateful. We find the Lighthouse Bakery before Roseburg, and to hell with it, we treat ourselves. We drag to Waldrens still open at 1800, which sells me a planet bike front light. And we soft shoe it to the overnight. Out on foot (no more sitting) to find dinner we run into Geoff and Mark. We decide to re-route to cut out that descent on the Tyee access road, sad that the camp creek road will go with it. We buy lots of food and drink and depart after sleep, just after 0100. Now for the featured climb from Roseburg to the Rim Village in Crater Lake, well over 7000ft but also 92 miles away. Geoff and Kole ride ahead and Mark and I take our time. I enjoy the climb better than the last time during the Permanent, mostly because it is cooler and there are no mosquito attacks. Mark seems unabashed by my constant Yakkity-Yak. Then we get to the rim. We are in a rain cloud at near 8000ft, I dare to peer at the lake close to the edge of the rim.</div><div>It is a witches cauldron. Visibility is appalling and all blinkies are on for safety reasons, we ride close together to increase our visibility. After a much needed rest stop at the Village where Kole and Geoff were kindly waiting for us, we descend to Fort Klamath. We run along the west side of Lake Klamath and then turn towards Klamath Falls. Barring some sections with poor to no shoulder, this is a pleasant end stretch. We make our Objective of catching Sizzlers still open. Straight for the Salad Bar!</div><div>The Ride starting tomorrow will be largely unsupported, though there will be drop bags. Geoff and I will carry these and help in any other way that we can. I find Volunteering the most stressful and challenging aspect of our sport. It is very rewarding.</div><div>My friend Ward Beebe took this shot of a volunteer at Mckenzie Bridge, during the Willamette Headwaters 600K, underneath are his accompanying remarks.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd9UCIE2CAn1gsw0Z1IgJmRLNoDONWzj3CymuZbOFz68fIiVLMXNRKbaVEBz9D7ughfhcR2M8tX0uvY0KoP-8bGMuC5xcLUQK_EpuJ8G7H3101Q2HFWtO-MV7GPq_DmC3k0ASUenZotjK6/s1600/dd2bae1f3f59__1283177860000.jpeg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd9UCIE2CAn1gsw0Z1IgJmRLNoDONWzj3CymuZbOFz68fIiVLMXNRKbaVEBz9D7ughfhcR2M8tX0uvY0KoP-8bGMuC5xcLUQK_EpuJ8G7H3101Q2HFWtO-MV7GPq_DmC3k0ASUenZotjK6/s400/dd2bae1f3f59__1283177860000.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519805009357741234" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"><div>Vinny,</div><div> </div><div>Good to see you Saturday night. Too bad we didn't get to say good bye Sunday morning.</div><div> </div><div>Ward.<br /><br />Thank you Buddy<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Weather looks promising, it is my hope that We have taken it for you.</span><br /></div></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Vincent Muonekehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15652019997091119820noreply@blogger.com2