A new place and time for a Saturday circuit, same faces though. (although Matt must have been a hologram?) Good starting location on the service road, away from the traffic. 17 assembled for this watershed ride, great to cover new ground, although a few still a bit nervy after last Thursdays prang. Bo on a Ridley tryout coming to grips with Campag, Kylie & Clint back for another dose, Simmo on a maiden voyage, pleased to have Ryan & Trav join in too. A west northwest inspired velocity down Central Kialla Rd to the point of thinning half the bunch to single file before Karramomus Rd. The excitement eased a little heading east, some nice teamwork northbound too. Bo & Kel did a tennis exit in Mitchell, Trav a gym exit in Channel. Unexpected fine mist fell north of the highway and had a cheery greeting from P&W's on a clockwise toaster loop. The serious business of the sprint in Old Dookie got Dave itchy to have a go, but the wind being a little more westerly turned sharp anticipation to dull reality for him, Vince avenged Thursday's 51 spit out for a good win, we all had a win with a respectable 34 average over the 47k. Early in the Butterfactory door for a strangely peaceful ambience, albeit shortlived with the early group (now the later) arriving. Matty ploughed into a well deserve breakfast, all seemed pleased with the new Saturday agenda.
Only Graeme and Lance waiting at the Lake on Sunday morning (tried for an earlier P&W ride which had zero takers) so showed them the new Saturday circuit as a change of scenery to the somwhat worn-out Sunday Toaster loop. Only 3 to tackle the distance made a difference, just 8 degrees was a winter wake up too, but these two have improved heaps in recent months. Spied a few out on their Sunday laps.... Iggy, Harry and wives, Rocket, Sully, even Ayto on a cruize (in the Cruise though). Paused at the Pine Lodge pub for Graeme's puncture then resumed, with a big coffee craving to satisfy. Had a little dip in the closing stages of Old Dookie , happy with 32 for the 47, trifecta considering. Training methods compared over coffee but banana bread shared was better.
Opted for a solo philisophical 25k Monday morning, what a reminder of winter! Out Old Dookie and down Boundary, slicing through several blankets of fog, topped off by a top temperature of 6 degrees! Thank heaven the winter base layer was chosen. Couldn't make ground on a bike ahead in Channel Rd (pointless really, turned out to be Mo!) Still, 33.7 was ok for a cold start to the week.
Lots to mentally chew over Monday arvo too, the magical mystery tour was the Byrneside - Merrigum - Lancaster -Mooroopna lap. 20 degrees was spot on, the south westerly could have dissapeared to make it perfect. Didn't feel too bad heading west, able to hold a reasonable speed (traffic draft may have helped?) despite a dozen different road surfaces. The sweeper near Cooma was billiard table smooth thankfully, enhanced with the light breeze almost coming from behind. No traffic jams in Merrigum and a good run up to Lancaster, but could feel the breeze pegging back speed on the long almost endless drag east toward Mooroopna. Turning into Echuca Rd really hurt, oncoming traffic delivered wind gusts crucifying tired legs. A long road back to Shepp and hardly a car to offer a second or two of respite with a draft. Seemed forever, but Mooroopna finally came into view, pleased to knock over 65k's at 34, a new heart rate monitor showing a 150bpm average to justify a supersize dinner.
Chose a sensible lap with Cougs Tuesday morning, doubt the legs would have tolerated a Couldabeens thrash. Barely 12 degrees and the sun won't rise till i'm back home, changed and on the way to work. Ah, winter is almost upon us. The smooth steady ride was just the tonic to put life back into a pair of tired legs.
Rejuvenated by mid arvo Tuesday, a hospital group circuit was in order. 9 rolled out of town and managed to pick up 13 more by the kennels. The mandatory belt on the front with Deano (is no-one else game to pair up with him?) at 40 kept the HR at 160, nice for others to share the load a k later. Eggy had brought along the little egg to polish the bunch etiquette, Steigy becoming a regular player, newbie Dwayne having a try out, even Killer appearing after a long absence. The regular course followed, relief with Boundary swept of loose stones. Just managed to hang onto the rubber band at turns and intersections, only enough gas in the tank to do a couple of turns after the highway on the 4k Raftery wind up. The big engines of Nath, Mitch, & Robbo kept everyone speechless, I was content to hold on for 6th for a 36.6 average, HR peaking at 179, averaging 133.
A great ride Wednesday with the P&W's. Fox, Sootie, Minto, Grasshopper, Rhino, Princess & Jeramy were on the TT mission, but Stace, Meags, Fee, Hayles, Cougs, HWK and THM had voted for a steady tap around. The TT boys caught us just before River Rd, but Rhino had divorced them to join our happy crew for the remainder. THM almost out of character doing long turns and gassing it up Mt. Nicolaci, HWK completely in character with a trademark half wheel ahead. No heroics or breakaways, a great team ride with a strong finish (THM summonsed to drug testing after i think) to get home before the train with a 33.3
A touch milder on Thursday and a good turn up of Couldabeens, 17 present, (Vince on 51 duties). Trev toughed out the flu to turn up, Bo warming to the Ridley, but we're all missing our mate Leon on rehab, collarbone repaired with plate and screws. A few turns beside Nick today, becoming quite the smooth operator. A steady roll around, the clan united for a squirt in the closing kilometre of Conrod. Rob took the spoils as always, 33.5 took the honours over the train and felines.
24 degrees and a light northeast breeze were ace conditions Thursday arvo for a tour with the library bunch. 13 to begin with, which doubled over the next 10 k's. All had a laugh seeing the sit on king (drafting a truck) but despair soon followed, spying ahead the father/son mobile chichanes. Good to welcome Gools, Brendan, Steigy, Mitch and others to the pack, young Nath in his bachelor swansong bumped up my HR to 170 for a big stretch on the front. Got a breather after the emu, a chance to steal a brief chat with a few. Big Simmo stole half a wheel on me in River Rd but his shift was short. Grit the teeth for Mitch's effort into the low 40's and hang onto the rubber band turning into Central Kialla Rd. A little calmer in Mitchell Rd but the younger aromatic chichane decided to roll through (after being towed 36k's), i drew the short straw on his wheel, the worn attire clearly advertising the horror of the intergluteal cleft. His sudden surge on the downhill of Mt Nicolaci was followed by a gearchange from hell (dropped onto the little ring instead of a rear cog), spun like a top blew up, immediately swamped by the bunch. (capital w.t.f.) A brief wait for traffic at the highway was a timely tonic, but the Mitch and Nath armoury fired early into Raftery. 46 wasn't enough to bridge the gap to the front 4 (looked back and all had gone single file behind me) Simmo went shy, finally little Sprinter came to take over my shift 700 metres later. Had about 30 seconds to regain composure (whilst avoiding an exploding father chichane) and hit again for the last 100 to grab 3rd, with Mitch #1 and (the somewhat senior) missile Gools 2nd. A cracking 37 average over the 48k, maxed at 54 and valve bounced the aorta at 194bpm. Scrambled eggs, chorizos and olives went down a treat.
Thank heavens for a commonsense recovery lap with Cougs for Friday. Temple, Daniel, Steve, Bo & Kel rolled out (and passed) on Channel Rd too, a whisker brisker than our aim. Pondered their plight noticing the supercats bearing down behind them in Boundary, but tapped away northward viewing a good sized P&W team, had a g'day from the (simmering?) Cats and a growl of carbon wheels from Area 51 in hot pursuit soon after. Beat a steady path back to town, picking up Fitzy on the way.
Week 13 515km 19,003 calories (11 meatlovers pizzas) 33.3km/h average YTD 5164km
"Thinking is more interesting than knowing, but less interesting than looking"
Johann Wolfgang Von Gothe 1749-1832
Friday, March 30, 2012
Friday, March 23, 2012
Week 12
It's a lucky dip in the weather barrel lately, out with the arm warmers and 3/4 knicks again! Suprised to see 14 degrees on the lake clock, felt like 10 rolling down to the Kialla Lakes Dr start for the last time. (A new ligne de departe next week) A cast of thousands turned up for the swansong, 24 almost a record for a cool March day. Great to have Fee, Meags and the Fox join in, Robbo for a "warm down" prior to racing, Clint and JB back after some absence too. There was a some exertion required into the light southerly, no trouble with a mass of volunteers to drive the train down to Karramomus Rd. A little water across the tarmac before the turn (but no wet feet). Steve did a rallycross gawking at flooded paddocks but recovered to return to the blacktop without harm. 50 wheels were humming eastward in the 40's soon after, the bunch well stretched in Shepp-Euroa Rd too. It took almost 3k's to catch onto the back, thankfully rythym had settled to achieveable by then. A last minute exit to Mitchell Rd by Kel, Bo & Leon suprised a few, but no dramas, all stayed on track toward the highway, Hoffy, head down putting in the effort, undaunted sharing the lead with the Robbo machine. An abundance of gesticulations directing a left into Old Dookie Rd. the bunch kept tight for 2 k's but Dave's itchy feet took him on an early breakaway, too much for Daniel, bolting in pursuit from the back. They both paid the price of traffic delay at the crossroad, the second pack armed with the Nev & Robbo double barrelled shotgun closing down their ideas. Of course the aforemetioned took the 1,2. and most navigated to the Butterfactory for the post mortem and caffine (catching the earlier group too). Maybe there's some fine tuning of the finish line to get done, but a thumbs up from all on the new course. 33.7 a good average to kick off the weekend.
Had committed to assist with the last of the summer series Tri's on Sunday (a brilliant excuse to have a day off the bike) so watched the legends in action: Jo, Soph, Fox, Tommy, Grasshopper, Goose and Greendog, even Princess and Mino having a dip. Many hacked big chunks off their PB's (Dawg and Goose reporting more than 4 minutes, awesome!) Tommy had a cable malfunction which locked him into the little ring (an accessory i find uneccessary on a bicycle!) but the day belonged to Fox on the new stealth bomber TT Giant, carbon's and singles howling under the horsepower, slicing slabs of time off Ruley's effort. As always the un-assuming gentleman of the sport played down his great go. Hats off to the aero Princess and Mino with a great stab at their maiden Tri.
A short and quiet ride Monday morning to break the routine, even a gently paced 50k Monday evening hovering around the 30 -33 km/h soaking up some cruisy tunes via i-pod. Variety is the spice of life they say. A cheery g'day to Grasshopper out solo in Boundary, lots of others solo and paired enjoying a mild evening. 50 @ 30.4 just perfect to justify a big dinner. A tyre rotation to make an exciting evening at home, 3,000k's in the past 7 weeks has flattened out the rear.
17 Couldabeens faced 14 degrees and a light northeasterly Tuesday morning, a big hit (almost de rigeur) from Vince and Rob at the end of Channel Rd prompted a grizzle, the rubber band at breaking point on the back.Teamwork came back into fashion in Boundary Rd though, a good leg south bidding adue to Steve at the intersection. Chris A's smooth style worthy of commendation in Mitchell Rd. a well harmonised group soaking up the k's in the high 30's. Numbers reduced to 12 for the Raftery Rd finale, lots low on steam in the last few hundred metres. Rob had timed a last minute victory to perfection on Chris, Cougs paced a strong finish to whip a suprised Greendog in the dying stages, and all seemed pleased to be in with 35.9 recorded over the Cats and train.
8 grouped up at the hospital Tuesday arvo, some frightened off by a north east breeze possibly? Newcomer Gerrard joined Axel, Dalton, Dave, Nath, Clint, Mike, Scott and I to roll calmly out the road, Brendan, Bomber, Gools and Birchy latched on, so too Leigh and miniLeigh. A little relief turning to favourable breezes at the Emu, just in time to deal with Birchy's torque. Recently resealed sections of Boundary were challenging (lots of loose stones made for interesting steering, particularly into River Rd) Had another driving shift with Birchy (while a few took a break from the chores out front) in the last k's of River Rd, then pleased to get a tow till Raftery signalled yet more work at the front. Nath, Birchy, Gools and I were left to drive the last few kilometres into a tough head wind, Brendan making use of the draft to kick us in the dying stages. 36.6 was a fair slog, temperature perfect, wind a pain for Conrod straight.
Diminishing P&W numbers inspired attendance Wednesday (normally reserved for a recovery lap) finding Ayto, Grasshopper, Princess, Stace, Hayles, Cougs, Fee and Meags ready for action at SPC. Ayto, Princess and Grasshopper elected to TT, but who was I to argue, scoring an ace lap with 5 quick chicks as my harem! Consistent smooth turns were on the agenda, the kilometres ticking away easily for the very attractive bunch (only me to spoil the cosistency) A mild 19 degrees was most welcome. All for one and one for all was the key, all doing good turns to beat Cats, doughnut dawg Ayto and the train (by a handful of seconds) home with a 32.8.
A couple of Couldabeen absentees Thursday (Vince lured to 51 again) but 15 a good sized crew. 14 degrees felt like 4 but we had quite the smooth run out Channel and a cautious roll over the gravel on the Boundary Rd reseal (stones belting many legs and my right ear) Only just around the bend into Mitchell, a large branch on the road in the darkness was spotted late, causing much braking and swerving. Reaction times at the back were down to milliseconds, then the horrible sound of bikes and bodies down, poor Leon hitting the deck and Bo unavoidably using him as a landing pad. (a few other shunts in the pack amazingly having safe and upright outcomes) I just managed to avoid using Leon as a speedbump and quickly pulled up, to find a truck and trailer bearing down behind us all! The driver was sharp though, on the anchors smoothly to avoid drama. Fairly clear Leon had done a collarbone, Bo copped a wallop to ribs and wrist and several grazes. Ambulance called, Steve (lives nearby) mustered to rescue bikes. Puts a big down on the group and the ride, but crashes are an inescapable part of this past-time. A dozen people balanced on bikes just a few centimetres apart, each with road contact of just 2 five cent pieces multiplied by 35km/h, spells trouble everytime. Greendog had quit the Cats to kindly lend assistance, all a bit taken aback by the ordeal. With the injured tucked away in the warmth of Steve's car and ambulance visible, the bunch gingerly rolled home via Archer to meet work commitments. (Leon's collarbone diagnosed later to need a small plate and screws, Bo sporting several grazes and some rib and wrist punishment. Both bikes in need of a little adjustment and repair of course)
A quiet lap on Friday in view of Thursdays prang, naturally a bit cautious of large bunches. Hard to stop the memory replaying prior bingles. A couple of drivers (not yet awake) with brains in neutral, bringing home the fact we are all quite vunerable.
Week 12 353km 13,025 calories (163 bananas) 33.2 km/h average YTD 4649 km
"Attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference" Winston Churchill 1874-1965
Had committed to assist with the last of the summer series Tri's on Sunday (a brilliant excuse to have a day off the bike) so watched the legends in action: Jo, Soph, Fox, Tommy, Grasshopper, Goose and Greendog, even Princess and Mino having a dip. Many hacked big chunks off their PB's (Dawg and Goose reporting more than 4 minutes, awesome!) Tommy had a cable malfunction which locked him into the little ring (an accessory i find uneccessary on a bicycle!) but the day belonged to Fox on the new stealth bomber TT Giant, carbon's and singles howling under the horsepower, slicing slabs of time off Ruley's effort. As always the un-assuming gentleman of the sport played down his great go. Hats off to the aero Princess and Mino with a great stab at their maiden Tri.
A short and quiet ride Monday morning to break the routine, even a gently paced 50k Monday evening hovering around the 30 -33 km/h soaking up some cruisy tunes via i-pod. Variety is the spice of life they say. A cheery g'day to Grasshopper out solo in Boundary, lots of others solo and paired enjoying a mild evening. 50 @ 30.4 just perfect to justify a big dinner. A tyre rotation to make an exciting evening at home, 3,000k's in the past 7 weeks has flattened out the rear.
17 Couldabeens faced 14 degrees and a light northeasterly Tuesday morning, a big hit (almost de rigeur) from Vince and Rob at the end of Channel Rd prompted a grizzle, the rubber band at breaking point on the back.Teamwork came back into fashion in Boundary Rd though, a good leg south bidding adue to Steve at the intersection. Chris A's smooth style worthy of commendation in Mitchell Rd. a well harmonised group soaking up the k's in the high 30's. Numbers reduced to 12 for the Raftery Rd finale, lots low on steam in the last few hundred metres. Rob had timed a last minute victory to perfection on Chris, Cougs paced a strong finish to whip a suprised Greendog in the dying stages, and all seemed pleased to be in with 35.9 recorded over the Cats and train.
8 grouped up at the hospital Tuesday arvo, some frightened off by a north east breeze possibly? Newcomer Gerrard joined Axel, Dalton, Dave, Nath, Clint, Mike, Scott and I to roll calmly out the road, Brendan, Bomber, Gools and Birchy latched on, so too Leigh and miniLeigh. A little relief turning to favourable breezes at the Emu, just in time to deal with Birchy's torque. Recently resealed sections of Boundary were challenging (lots of loose stones made for interesting steering, particularly into River Rd) Had another driving shift with Birchy (while a few took a break from the chores out front) in the last k's of River Rd, then pleased to get a tow till Raftery signalled yet more work at the front. Nath, Birchy, Gools and I were left to drive the last few kilometres into a tough head wind, Brendan making use of the draft to kick us in the dying stages. 36.6 was a fair slog, temperature perfect, wind a pain for Conrod straight.
Diminishing P&W numbers inspired attendance Wednesday (normally reserved for a recovery lap) finding Ayto, Grasshopper, Princess, Stace, Hayles, Cougs, Fee and Meags ready for action at SPC. Ayto, Princess and Grasshopper elected to TT, but who was I to argue, scoring an ace lap with 5 quick chicks as my harem! Consistent smooth turns were on the agenda, the kilometres ticking away easily for the very attractive bunch (only me to spoil the cosistency) A mild 19 degrees was most welcome. All for one and one for all was the key, all doing good turns to beat Cats, doughnut dawg Ayto and the train (by a handful of seconds) home with a 32.8.
A couple of Couldabeen absentees Thursday (Vince lured to 51 again) but 15 a good sized crew. 14 degrees felt like 4 but we had quite the smooth run out Channel and a cautious roll over the gravel on the Boundary Rd reseal (stones belting many legs and my right ear) Only just around the bend into Mitchell, a large branch on the road in the darkness was spotted late, causing much braking and swerving. Reaction times at the back were down to milliseconds, then the horrible sound of bikes and bodies down, poor Leon hitting the deck and Bo unavoidably using him as a landing pad. (a few other shunts in the pack amazingly having safe and upright outcomes) I just managed to avoid using Leon as a speedbump and quickly pulled up, to find a truck and trailer bearing down behind us all! The driver was sharp though, on the anchors smoothly to avoid drama. Fairly clear Leon had done a collarbone, Bo copped a wallop to ribs and wrist and several grazes. Ambulance called, Steve (lives nearby) mustered to rescue bikes. Puts a big down on the group and the ride, but crashes are an inescapable part of this past-time. A dozen people balanced on bikes just a few centimetres apart, each with road contact of just 2 five cent pieces multiplied by 35km/h, spells trouble everytime. Greendog had quit the Cats to kindly lend assistance, all a bit taken aback by the ordeal. With the injured tucked away in the warmth of Steve's car and ambulance visible, the bunch gingerly rolled home via Archer to meet work commitments. (Leon's collarbone diagnosed later to need a small plate and screws, Bo sporting several grazes and some rib and wrist punishment. Both bikes in need of a little adjustment and repair of course)
A quiet lap on Friday in view of Thursdays prang, naturally a bit cautious of large bunches. Hard to stop the memory replaying prior bingles. A couple of drivers (not yet awake) with brains in neutral, bringing home the fact we are all quite vunerable.
Week 12 353km 13,025 calories (163 bananas) 33.2 km/h average YTD 4649 km
"Attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference" Winston Churchill 1874-1965
Friday, March 16, 2012
Week 11
Bike transition area at the 2011 Shepparton 70.3 Ironman
A somewhat momentus occasion with a change of route for Saturday's lap (but with the same characters) a change of scenery quite refreshing (just like the temperature) 16 set sail on the usual course for the first 6km, but then turned southbound down Central Kialla Rd. Good to have Dave back from a short absence, Axel welcomed again on his second appearance. A bit of effort needed for a 7k stretch against the light southerly, hopeful that Newtons Law of motion would halve the effort northbound later. Turned left into Karramomus Rd which narrowed half way, echelons impossible. The exuberance of Daniel, Nev, Vince and Steve on the front stopped a lot of chat, but most took in the metropolitan sights of Karramomus (well, the old hall anyway). Bit narrow too on the first few kilometres northbound in Shepp-Euroa Rd (widens after the creek) but the tailenders were on good watch. An unusual feeling coming through the Mitchell Rd intersection with the right of way for a change, the breeze gaining in strength helped progress too. Did an exit via Channel Rd on another mission, but news reported Dave launched an early attack (his speciality) to be caught by Vince and Nev in the closing stages. A definitive finish line is yet to be decided, but one clear of driveways and intersections preferred. Maybe the 90 sign before Dobsons? A great yarn after, a great serve of laughs too.
Joined Kel, Daniel, Temple & Bo for an early toaster loop Sunday, an unusually calm and collected start by Daniel & Temple, Bo raising the bar gently till Euroa Rd (but his old ways returned soon after, half-biking) We'd reeled in a couple of slower riders by River Rd and held the mid thirties up to Old Dookie. Bo attempted the half bike measure again but I squeezed the accelerator (only to keep level) for two kays, a Bo 'kaboom' resulting. (me thinks the fishing trip had lowered his horsepower) All decent for the remainder of the course, until Daniel pulled a grenade on Bo up the Col de Wanganui. Enjoyed the sun's warmth rolling back into town, pleased with 50 @ 33 on the scorecard, more pleased with coffee and scrambled eggs for a second breakfast.
Monday's holiday was a perfect time to try the new & extended circuit, chance to study a start point too. A great turn up of a dozen with cloud cover taking a little chill off the morning. Speed demons Vince, Rob, Bo and Steve bumped up the muscle temperature by the 5th km, just as Chris (running late) latched on. Good to have some fresh sights accompany good company, pace moderating when the rotation relegated the guns off the front. Some great rear guards in Karramomus Rd calling the cars back, but the big guns struck again soon after, into the 40's on personal battles, not quite in the team spirit. Again, the majority settled the pace back to manageable. Boundary Rd seemed very short, arrived at the highway in no time. Great call by Cougs on a car left, missed by the 6 rolling through. Another belt above 40 by the chargers (escaping the vapours of the pig farm?), a few verbals bringing them back in line. Into Old Dookie for the homeward leg, the general consensus for the finish line being the 90 sign at the bridge, keeping things sweet away from tangles with traffic. I drew the short straw arriving at the front too early, Rob, Vince and the guns bearing down behind spelt futility. Had a dip anyway from 300 metres out (figured they needed to work for their breakfast) but youth pounced as my power curve turned flat at 52. Pleasing to clock a 34 average, even better to enjoy a great second breakfast with the clan.
16 gathered for the Couldabeens on Tuesday, Goose and the Dawg reappeared after a long absence but Temple & Daniel were a.w.o.l (on a secret mission maybe?) Wish the season would settle a bit, 9 degrees was a fresh reminder of winter forthcoming. An odd warm patch amongst trees was a relief. Nick, Jason, Steve, Vince, Leon, Bo, Kel, Cougs, Gav, 2 Glenns, Trev, Goose and the Dog set sail on the regular track, Rob and Vince did the signature hit in Boundary Rd, Trev's experience cooled the tempo to let all survive. Glen took an early Archer exit with Leon, Bo & Kel withdrew at Melb Rd on cue. Soon after Roubaix corner Vince throttled us into single file, turning the pack quite lengthy for the last k. Greeny launched an assult on the front but a big kick from the Rocket ended his aspirations. I was content to finish with a 35.5 and home to get toast warming the inside.
Almost perfect conditions Tuesday arvo, 29 degrees and a light northwest breeze. A few had assembled at the hospital boom gates, good to see Graham back from interstate mining duties, Neil almost a regular, Mike, Scott, Nath, Dave in the mix too. A little more relaxed lap in store, minus many of the guns who usually dish out punishment. Gools had a little chase to jump on, Brendan was acting as solo forward reconnisance all the way to the kennels, but Mitch and Steigy were socialble joining on near Cambells. Some good driving up to the emu (is the big bird still alive?) when I scored the front with Steigy (now he can push a big cog). A couple of turns later Mitch and Nath had the tempo hot, felt good though despite the steadily increasing wind. Down Boundary and into River, Gools and I shared the front into the wind (what a smooth strong lad he is) By Archer Rd Dave had an attack of itchy feet and launched his trademark early break (an awesome effort considering injuries stop him getting out of the saddle) It looked like he was going to steal a win when traffic held the bunch up, but Mitch, Brendan, Gools and I set about chasing with 3k remaining. Success almost guaranteed with Mitch slogging out big turns in the high 40's (ours at bit lame around 44) so Dave was duely caught just before Arcadia Downs (suprised we'd gapped the bunch with a quick glance back). Not a lot of fuel left in the tank in the last metres of Conrod straight, Mitch the deserving victor, Gools a strong 2nd, this bloke wrung out in 3rd (fighting off Dave & Brendan at 54) The 36.3 result inspired the appetite, a pleasant mild evening just the ticket rolling back through town sharing some laughs.
Heaps of bunches spied on Wednesdays deserved recovery lap. Supercat tail-lights viewed south of Channel Rd, a cheery P&W greeting near the pub, silence from the TT boys, one vocal amongst many quiet Cats, then a small gathering of Goats mustered a good morning near Old Dookie. A very mild start to the day, mild work on the muscles thankfully, but the mosquitos were oh so friendly with the blood supply.
Thursday's 6am get together in a humid 21 degrees had 15 Couldabeens assemble, still missing Daniel & Temple, Rob away too (many hopes of victory brewing with a Rocket absent) Good to start midfield and enjoy a tow for the first few kilometres, ably done by Leon & Steve. It was Vince on Valium day, a sore gastrochnemius acting as a rev limiter. Phil had hooked on the back in Boundary (a puncture denied him a pussycat lap, so a fast lap in proper style with legends would have to substitute!) The easterly tending to northeast blowing at 20 favoured south and westbound roads, Jason & Glenn G bumped us into the 40's but stretched out the group in the process. Speed settled a bit for the second half of Mitchell, not a lot of chat though, so pace was plentiful. Vince bailed out at Arcadia Downs to rest the limbs, lots got keen sniffing victory with a field of pop guns instead of cannons. Copped a hammering with Ryan on the front, found just enough to edge ahead in the last 50 metres but Jason pounced to score his maiden victory. 35.5 a good result, lap done in 47.30.
Gave Thursday night a miss (attempting to get an early night and keep the k's sensible too) and was suprised to see a clear sky and stars at 5 on Friday (forecast was grim), all augered well for a lap with the P&W's. Just Chops, Grasshopper, Cougs and Stace ready to roll from SPC at 5.55. A smooth steady pace for the circuit in almost ideal (19 degrees, very light north easter) conditions. We got all the way to Roubaix corner before Area 51 humbled us with their pace. Finished with a 33.3 over the 30, but got well baptised in the downpour rolling back through town, at least avoiding the lightning strikes.
Week 11 439km 16,199 calories (67 Cherry Ripes) 33.7km/h average YTD 4296 km
"Don't let what you can't do interfere with what you can do" John Wooden (U.S. Basketball coach 1910-2010)
A somewhat momentus occasion with a change of route for Saturday's lap (but with the same characters) a change of scenery quite refreshing (just like the temperature) 16 set sail on the usual course for the first 6km, but then turned southbound down Central Kialla Rd. Good to have Dave back from a short absence, Axel welcomed again on his second appearance. A bit of effort needed for a 7k stretch against the light southerly, hopeful that Newtons Law of motion would halve the effort northbound later. Turned left into Karramomus Rd which narrowed half way, echelons impossible. The exuberance of Daniel, Nev, Vince and Steve on the front stopped a lot of chat, but most took in the metropolitan sights of Karramomus (well, the old hall anyway). Bit narrow too on the first few kilometres northbound in Shepp-Euroa Rd (widens after the creek) but the tailenders were on good watch. An unusual feeling coming through the Mitchell Rd intersection with the right of way for a change, the breeze gaining in strength helped progress too. Did an exit via Channel Rd on another mission, but news reported Dave launched an early attack (his speciality) to be caught by Vince and Nev in the closing stages. A definitive finish line is yet to be decided, but one clear of driveways and intersections preferred. Maybe the 90 sign before Dobsons? A great yarn after, a great serve of laughs too.
Joined Kel, Daniel, Temple & Bo for an early toaster loop Sunday, an unusually calm and collected start by Daniel & Temple, Bo raising the bar gently till Euroa Rd (but his old ways returned soon after, half-biking) We'd reeled in a couple of slower riders by River Rd and held the mid thirties up to Old Dookie. Bo attempted the half bike measure again but I squeezed the accelerator (only to keep level) for two kays, a Bo 'kaboom' resulting. (me thinks the fishing trip had lowered his horsepower) All decent for the remainder of the course, until Daniel pulled a grenade on Bo up the Col de Wanganui. Enjoyed the sun's warmth rolling back into town, pleased with 50 @ 33 on the scorecard, more pleased with coffee and scrambled eggs for a second breakfast.
Monday's holiday was a perfect time to try the new & extended circuit, chance to study a start point too. A great turn up of a dozen with cloud cover taking a little chill off the morning. Speed demons Vince, Rob, Bo and Steve bumped up the muscle temperature by the 5th km, just as Chris (running late) latched on. Good to have some fresh sights accompany good company, pace moderating when the rotation relegated the guns off the front. Some great rear guards in Karramomus Rd calling the cars back, but the big guns struck again soon after, into the 40's on personal battles, not quite in the team spirit. Again, the majority settled the pace back to manageable. Boundary Rd seemed very short, arrived at the highway in no time. Great call by Cougs on a car left, missed by the 6 rolling through. Another belt above 40 by the chargers (escaping the vapours of the pig farm?), a few verbals bringing them back in line. Into Old Dookie for the homeward leg, the general consensus for the finish line being the 90 sign at the bridge, keeping things sweet away from tangles with traffic. I drew the short straw arriving at the front too early, Rob, Vince and the guns bearing down behind spelt futility. Had a dip anyway from 300 metres out (figured they needed to work for their breakfast) but youth pounced as my power curve turned flat at 52. Pleasing to clock a 34 average, even better to enjoy a great second breakfast with the clan.
16 gathered for the Couldabeens on Tuesday, Goose and the Dawg reappeared after a long absence but Temple & Daniel were a.w.o.l (on a secret mission maybe?) Wish the season would settle a bit, 9 degrees was a fresh reminder of winter forthcoming. An odd warm patch amongst trees was a relief. Nick, Jason, Steve, Vince, Leon, Bo, Kel, Cougs, Gav, 2 Glenns, Trev, Goose and the Dog set sail on the regular track, Rob and Vince did the signature hit in Boundary Rd, Trev's experience cooled the tempo to let all survive. Glen took an early Archer exit with Leon, Bo & Kel withdrew at Melb Rd on cue. Soon after Roubaix corner Vince throttled us into single file, turning the pack quite lengthy for the last k. Greeny launched an assult on the front but a big kick from the Rocket ended his aspirations. I was content to finish with a 35.5 and home to get toast warming the inside.
Almost perfect conditions Tuesday arvo, 29 degrees and a light northwest breeze. A few had assembled at the hospital boom gates, good to see Graham back from interstate mining duties, Neil almost a regular, Mike, Scott, Nath, Dave in the mix too. A little more relaxed lap in store, minus many of the guns who usually dish out punishment. Gools had a little chase to jump on, Brendan was acting as solo forward reconnisance all the way to the kennels, but Mitch and Steigy were socialble joining on near Cambells. Some good driving up to the emu (is the big bird still alive?) when I scored the front with Steigy (now he can push a big cog). A couple of turns later Mitch and Nath had the tempo hot, felt good though despite the steadily increasing wind. Down Boundary and into River, Gools and I shared the front into the wind (what a smooth strong lad he is) By Archer Rd Dave had an attack of itchy feet and launched his trademark early break (an awesome effort considering injuries stop him getting out of the saddle) It looked like he was going to steal a win when traffic held the bunch up, but Mitch, Brendan, Gools and I set about chasing with 3k remaining. Success almost guaranteed with Mitch slogging out big turns in the high 40's (ours at bit lame around 44) so Dave was duely caught just before Arcadia Downs (suprised we'd gapped the bunch with a quick glance back). Not a lot of fuel left in the tank in the last metres of Conrod straight, Mitch the deserving victor, Gools a strong 2nd, this bloke wrung out in 3rd (fighting off Dave & Brendan at 54) The 36.3 result inspired the appetite, a pleasant mild evening just the ticket rolling back through town sharing some laughs.
Heaps of bunches spied on Wednesdays deserved recovery lap. Supercat tail-lights viewed south of Channel Rd, a cheery P&W greeting near the pub, silence from the TT boys, one vocal amongst many quiet Cats, then a small gathering of Goats mustered a good morning near Old Dookie. A very mild start to the day, mild work on the muscles thankfully, but the mosquitos were oh so friendly with the blood supply.
Thursday's 6am get together in a humid 21 degrees had 15 Couldabeens assemble, still missing Daniel & Temple, Rob away too (many hopes of victory brewing with a Rocket absent) Good to start midfield and enjoy a tow for the first few kilometres, ably done by Leon & Steve. It was Vince on Valium day, a sore gastrochnemius acting as a rev limiter. Phil had hooked on the back in Boundary (a puncture denied him a pussycat lap, so a fast lap in proper style with legends would have to substitute!) The easterly tending to northeast blowing at 20 favoured south and westbound roads, Jason & Glenn G bumped us into the 40's but stretched out the group in the process. Speed settled a bit for the second half of Mitchell, not a lot of chat though, so pace was plentiful. Vince bailed out at Arcadia Downs to rest the limbs, lots got keen sniffing victory with a field of pop guns instead of cannons. Copped a hammering with Ryan on the front, found just enough to edge ahead in the last 50 metres but Jason pounced to score his maiden victory. 35.5 a good result, lap done in 47.30.
Gave Thursday night a miss (attempting to get an early night and keep the k's sensible too) and was suprised to see a clear sky and stars at 5 on Friday (forecast was grim), all augered well for a lap with the P&W's. Just Chops, Grasshopper, Cougs and Stace ready to roll from SPC at 5.55. A smooth steady pace for the circuit in almost ideal (19 degrees, very light north easter) conditions. We got all the way to Roubaix corner before Area 51 humbled us with their pace. Finished with a 33.3 over the 30, but got well baptised in the downpour rolling back through town, at least avoiding the lightning strikes.
Week 11 439km 16,199 calories (67 Cherry Ripes) 33.7km/h average YTD 4296 km
"Don't let what you can't do interfere with what you can do" John Wooden (U.S. Basketball coach 1910-2010)
Friday, March 9, 2012
Week 10
The radar showed rain surrounding the town Saturday morning, and after getting properly wet last week, i didn't fancy a repeat. The lure of good coffee drew me to the Butterfactory though (a brief chat with a few Cats) enjoying the second sip of a flat white when Temple, Bo, Kel, Vince, Steve and Daniel fronted on grubby bikes (but sporting grins of achievement) Discussion on plotting a new Saturday course took to the agenda, must admit a change will be good, a safer finish almost madantory.
Sunday's weather similarly ordinary, an indulgent sleep in till 6.30 took precedence. Decency returned Monday morning with a dry but cool 14 degrees. Princess and Minto were lined up but defected to the heroes of hurt, Cougs and I set off as sole P&W representatives, only a light southwester against us. Felt a bit rusty after a few days off the bike, but a few steady k's solved that, pleased to tap out a 32.
Felt an urge to measure out the new course (discussed Saturday) Monday after work, a SSW wind blowing at 24k's (and gusting to 35) did it's best to discourage. Headed out on the Karamomis loop, heaps of crickets on the road escaping the water. The going was particularly tough southbound, relying on Tool, Muse & Butterfly Effect to motivate the speedo above 30 (all the while craving a B double to overtake for some respite....it never happened by the way) Slowed for a bit of H2O over the road near Curries Rd, then relief in Karamomis Rd with the breeze to my side. Great to be alive turning north onto the Shepp- Euroa Rd, able to get onto the 12 tooth and put the head down. The road's a bit narrow until the bridge over the Honeysuckle, but a fine run all the way up to a left turn into Old Dookie (with thanks to a tail breeze) and back to town to finish up with a 34.8av. Should make a good Saturday loop (check the MapMyRide Fb post)
Seemed like ages since a Couldabeens lap, 17 turned up Tuesday morning, clearly craving a ride with last weeks rain denying some outings. Vince & Steve had roped young Chris into their magical mystery tour of the suburbs prior. Great to have Ryan back, good to catch up with several others too, missed in recent weeks. Some slight speed variations in Channel Rd grew in contrast by Boundary Rd, one moment at 40, two turns later at 32, causing some grief toward the back of the bunch. Time for a happy medium to be reached? Smoothed out a bit in Mitchell Rd, maybe a side wind instead of the head wind was a factor? There was a short turn or two before Euroa Rd, the quick take-off stretched the bunch for half a k, but finally settled for the altered course down Archer Rd. The tailwind was a bonus, of couse speed increased steadily as a result. Moved up the order to the front in the mid 40's when Chris A polished his sprint skills (look out Bendigo Crits at the end of the week) over the Rocket. The 35.4 average took the slack out of the legs and earned the raisin toast.
The south wind only built strength during the day, up to 38km/h by 6pm. So, of course, a lap with the hospital bunch was in order. Only 7 at the start (the big bad boogey man wind probably frightened a few away?) but as always, recruits were further out the road. Deano drove a hard bargain at 40, but did my duty on the front with him (again, not many keen to pair up) till Bomber arrived for his turn, a lengthy hit at 43. Pace abated on the leg from the Emu (the blast of a headwind had something to do with it) but 32 - 35 seemed to be de riguer. Had the olympians wheel for several k's, twas poetry. Copped a turn with young Reece from Benalla Rd to Channel Rd, 34 into 50k gusts, just way to strong for this dinosaur. Mitch, Bomber, Deano, Steve and Reece shared the drivers seat for the duration (not one protest lodged in such conditions, all content to sit down, shut up and hang on) River Rd, Euroa Rd then Mitchell Rd all a chore, but overwhelming and overdue relief for Archer. Just ambled along in the mid 40's, over the alternate route, then into the low 50's for the final 2.6k. Craved a 56 ring, but content to watch Brendan launch a futile lead-out, Nath (out of character) bailed out, Mitch powered away taking the honours in the mid 60's. (Glory short lived with his puncture rolling back through town). Travelled with,Scott, Brendan and Pom Neil for the suburb leg home, all amused at some non-thinkers driving cars, but chuffed with the 35.7 average. (does that make an upsized dinner acceptable?)
Thoughts of a dear departed summer Wednesday morning, three quarter knicks the more comfortable option of late. Armwarmers are getting a workout too. The lament confirmed with condensation on parked cars,just 12 degrees, guess there'll be long gloves, winter base layers and booties soon. A recovery ride was well in order and the breeze behind a bonus. No evidence of P&W's today, just a collection of Cats (and only one vocal enough to say g'day)
Numbers lower than usual for Couldabeens Thursday (cooler weather maybe?) just 12 for a lap. Vince was awol on not so secret 51 business, but regulars Steve, Nick, Jason, Rob, Gav, Glenn X2, Chris, Temple and Trev were ready. Right to the end of Channel Rd when Rob spots a chasing Daniel, an alarm malfunction maybe? A bit of wind resistance in Boundary Rd kept the head down but smooth sailing aided all. Turns varied in length in Mitchell, (dependant on horsepower) a massive moon glowing orange was worth the journey. The decision was to head into Archer, despite the road closed sign now missing for the Mitchell Rd dip. A gentle help of a southerly propelled all to the finish, Rob cleverly bolting when contenders were boxed in. Took off in chase ( and in vein) but only assisted Daniel towing him up to 58 so he could pounce a 2nd spot. 34.7av a decent workout, 3 less k's gets me home a whisker earlier to enjoy breakfast part 2.
Broke with the Thursday library group tradition, change as good as a holiday (a holiday from the wind and 300+ weeks too). Glad I did really, flat as a pancake Friday morning. Joined Cougs (recovering from flu) for an easy paced short loop. A cheery greeting from a reasonably sized bunch of P&W's, Cats on a "freaky Friday" hot pursuit. Nice to finish week 10 on a cruisy note.
Week 10 292km 10,774 calories (10 tins of Spam) 33.2km/h average YTD: 3857k
"We are made to persist, that's how we find out who we are" American author Tobias Wolff (1945- )
Sunday's weather similarly ordinary, an indulgent sleep in till 6.30 took precedence. Decency returned Monday morning with a dry but cool 14 degrees. Princess and Minto were lined up but defected to the heroes of hurt, Cougs and I set off as sole P&W representatives, only a light southwester against us. Felt a bit rusty after a few days off the bike, but a few steady k's solved that, pleased to tap out a 32.
Felt an urge to measure out the new course (discussed Saturday) Monday after work, a SSW wind blowing at 24k's (and gusting to 35) did it's best to discourage. Headed out on the Karamomis loop, heaps of crickets on the road escaping the water. The going was particularly tough southbound, relying on Tool, Muse & Butterfly Effect to motivate the speedo above 30 (all the while craving a B double to overtake for some respite....it never happened by the way) Slowed for a bit of H2O over the road near Curries Rd, then relief in Karamomis Rd with the breeze to my side. Great to be alive turning north onto the Shepp- Euroa Rd, able to get onto the 12 tooth and put the head down. The road's a bit narrow until the bridge over the Honeysuckle, but a fine run all the way up to a left turn into Old Dookie (with thanks to a tail breeze) and back to town to finish up with a 34.8av. Should make a good Saturday loop (check the MapMyRide Fb post)
Seemed like ages since a Couldabeens lap, 17 turned up Tuesday morning, clearly craving a ride with last weeks rain denying some outings. Vince & Steve had roped young Chris into their magical mystery tour of the suburbs prior. Great to have Ryan back, good to catch up with several others too, missed in recent weeks. Some slight speed variations in Channel Rd grew in contrast by Boundary Rd, one moment at 40, two turns later at 32, causing some grief toward the back of the bunch. Time for a happy medium to be reached? Smoothed out a bit in Mitchell Rd, maybe a side wind instead of the head wind was a factor? There was a short turn or two before Euroa Rd, the quick take-off stretched the bunch for half a k, but finally settled for the altered course down Archer Rd. The tailwind was a bonus, of couse speed increased steadily as a result. Moved up the order to the front in the mid 40's when Chris A polished his sprint skills (look out Bendigo Crits at the end of the week) over the Rocket. The 35.4 average took the slack out of the legs and earned the raisin toast.
The south wind only built strength during the day, up to 38km/h by 6pm. So, of course, a lap with the hospital bunch was in order. Only 7 at the start (the big bad boogey man wind probably frightened a few away?) but as always, recruits were further out the road. Deano drove a hard bargain at 40, but did my duty on the front with him (again, not many keen to pair up) till Bomber arrived for his turn, a lengthy hit at 43. Pace abated on the leg from the Emu (the blast of a headwind had something to do with it) but 32 - 35 seemed to be de riguer. Had the olympians wheel for several k's, twas poetry. Copped a turn with young Reece from Benalla Rd to Channel Rd, 34 into 50k gusts, just way to strong for this dinosaur. Mitch, Bomber, Deano, Steve and Reece shared the drivers seat for the duration (not one protest lodged in such conditions, all content to sit down, shut up and hang on) River Rd, Euroa Rd then Mitchell Rd all a chore, but overwhelming and overdue relief for Archer. Just ambled along in the mid 40's, over the alternate route, then into the low 50's for the final 2.6k. Craved a 56 ring, but content to watch Brendan launch a futile lead-out, Nath (out of character) bailed out, Mitch powered away taking the honours in the mid 60's. (Glory short lived with his puncture rolling back through town). Travelled with,Scott, Brendan and Pom Neil for the suburb leg home, all amused at some non-thinkers driving cars, but chuffed with the 35.7 average. (does that make an upsized dinner acceptable?)
Thoughts of a dear departed summer Wednesday morning, three quarter knicks the more comfortable option of late. Armwarmers are getting a workout too. The lament confirmed with condensation on parked cars,just 12 degrees, guess there'll be long gloves, winter base layers and booties soon. A recovery ride was well in order and the breeze behind a bonus. No evidence of P&W's today, just a collection of Cats (and only one vocal enough to say g'day)
Numbers lower than usual for Couldabeens Thursday (cooler weather maybe?) just 12 for a lap. Vince was awol on not so secret 51 business, but regulars Steve, Nick, Jason, Rob, Gav, Glenn X2, Chris, Temple and Trev were ready. Right to the end of Channel Rd when Rob spots a chasing Daniel, an alarm malfunction maybe? A bit of wind resistance in Boundary Rd kept the head down but smooth sailing aided all. Turns varied in length in Mitchell, (dependant on horsepower) a massive moon glowing orange was worth the journey. The decision was to head into Archer, despite the road closed sign now missing for the Mitchell Rd dip. A gentle help of a southerly propelled all to the finish, Rob cleverly bolting when contenders were boxed in. Took off in chase ( and in vein) but only assisted Daniel towing him up to 58 so he could pounce a 2nd spot. 34.7av a decent workout, 3 less k's gets me home a whisker earlier to enjoy breakfast part 2.
Broke with the Thursday library group tradition, change as good as a holiday (a holiday from the wind and 300+ weeks too). Glad I did really, flat as a pancake Friday morning. Joined Cougs (recovering from flu) for an easy paced short loop. A cheery greeting from a reasonably sized bunch of P&W's, Cats on a "freaky Friday" hot pursuit. Nice to finish week 10 on a cruisy note.
Week 10 292km 10,774 calories (10 tins of Spam) 33.2km/h average YTD: 3857k
"We are made to persist, that's how we find out who we are" American author Tobias Wolff (1945- )
Friday, March 2, 2012
Week 9
Breakfast didn't last long, the bakery (half way to Saturday's OC start) pumping out aromas to salivate by. Thoughts of what lay in the Butterfactory cabinet didn't help either. Focussed on the wind direction instead, but it would help if Autobarn (my usual wind sock) replaced it's flags. Liam & Kylie approached from the south, a 25k warm up made interesting by spotting and reporting a grass fire. The usual band of rascals trickled in, 21 degrees failed to attract big numbers, but 14 were big on quality. Liam & I took the first shift, impressed with the apprentice's early style. We spotted young Eddy half a k ahead of the Cats, wonder if his breakaway was successful? Some discussion amongst our lot on an alternate finish line for Saturdays, with roadworks and a roundabout due for Rudd Rd. Boundary Rd was not so welcome with a northeasterly pegging pace, some exerted, but some excelled facing the music. Bo & Kel peeled off in Old Dookie Rd with other duties beckoning, the remainder soldiering on probably spurred on with tailwind assistance offered for the leg home. Hoffy called a pause to retrieve keys dropped (a dodgy ploy for a breather?) notably pleasing that all obliged in solidarity. Quite a wait at Nurmurkah Rd, and a moment with cars turning into DECA at the last moment (well predicted and called by Cougs to avert drama). Not a lot of stretching of the bunch in the Rudd Rd finish, Vince had procrastinated, Nev had pounced, victory easy. The 32.5 average down a bit on the usual, possibly less numbers the reason. Unusual to have just one other group at the Butterfactory, but a great yarn anyway. Ploughed into raisin toast, the earlier bakery memory not lost.
A dull Saturday night with nought interesting on tv, Rudd v Gillard positively depressing, so hit the sack early (to pay the price of an early rise). Gran used to say early to bed and early to rise but wide awake at 4.30 is plain silly. A small argument in the mind on the pro's and con's of a toaster circuit, with the addiction to dopamine winning. A hint of light on the horizon revealed lots of cloud, the distant ones dragging grey curtains of rain with the mild northeast breeze. There's a mystery of the unknown with the speed invisible in the dark, but I was being well distracted by Massive Attack, Oliver Tank and Kimbra via i-pod. Didn't feel so crazy when two others were spotted just after 6 near Mitchell Rd. Suprised to clock a solo 33.2 over the 50k, a brief chat with Jamie at an intersection (tucked into his ute, with bikes on the back) then teamed up with Cougs for a steady 25k lap, with coffee and brownie (yearned and earned) after. 75k logged before 8am. Quite a few out taking advantage of a mild morning before a hot and blustery day.
All attention on the BOM radar at 5.15am Monday, are we in for a drenching or not? Took a gamble on gut instinct and rolled up to a P&W start, but a bindii through the front tube made a 5.55 start impossible. Repaired and underway quickly, (thought it was worth a try to chase) but just passed the 15 Cats as they rolled off from their 6am start. Next challenge on an adjusted agenda was to hold them off for as long as I could. Again, tempo was unknown in the dark (might have to get the speedo light out of summer mothballs) until an overhead light at Dobsons estate lit up 37 into the 22k northeaster. (mmm....not bad old man) I was reeling in one rider ahead (turned out to be a cruising Cat waiting for his bunch) and was very relived to finally reach Boundary to make use of a little wind assistance, instead of resistance. An irresistable urge ruined the theory of not looking back, pleased they hadn't made much progress catching. Got lucky at Benalla Rd with a clear run through and held on till River Rd when the mathematics of 16 rotating overrules 1. Had a little horsepower left to jump on, a brief greeting to Kelvin & Graeme, recovered for a k (noticing Cobbles and two other Area 51 reps in the mix) , then joined in the clockwise rotation for Mitchell Rd. Just enough light to read 45km/h (didn't help the tired legs), turns were fairly brief thankfully, though hanging on the back was becoming more popular with the Cats. Only Sly, Straddles and one other working with the 51'ers and I from Archer Rd onward, almost releived to get to Conrod and see the end to the pain. Hung onto 4th (no jellybeans left in the jar) with a great 39.2 average as reward, debit was legs of lead for the rest of the morning.
Almost gathered animals two by two Monday arvo, rain and more rain put a halt to ride plans. Saturated roads and threats of more precipitation Tuesday morning made a sleep-in easy too. There was a big enough gap in the green blobs on the radar Tuesday arvo though, so off to the Hospital boom gates to see who was brave. 10 had fronted so we departed east, doubling the attendance out Ford Rd with hoards cruising in wait. Gools, Brendan, Leigh, Mitch, Steve, Carla too, keen to join. A big slow called soon after Lemnos North Rd, water over the road. Just up to speed again and the process was repeated, even more water (enough to chill the inner thigh rolling through) from last nights downpour yet to clear. More was on the horizon, the decision up front was to re-route via Boundary Rd. Again, progress was thwarted with a flooded section just before Hill Rd , almost lapping at the deraillier ( cranked from 9 o'clock to 3 o'clock position to avoid soggy shoes) u-turning 8 homeward. Finally through the water, the bunch had stretched ahead, Brendan, Dave and I left to fend for ourselves and set about chasing. A south wind blowing at 25k's didn't do any favours, nor did the bunch oblige us looking back or slowing. 12 to the power of 3 didn't add up. A long 26k chase later (averaging 34) we crossed the finish, to our credit, the others still visible albeit nearly a km ahead. Vengance planned.
A slightly calmer paced ride with Cougs Wednesday morning was most welcome, a chance for these old muscles to recover. 16 degrees wasn't too bad, sky appeared clear enough, so a slow build up out Channel Rd. was in order. Got the guilts approaching the pub, a sole P&W headed south. Grasshopper , the only starter , quickly u-turned to join us, we were far better socially than the Cats apparently! A random spot of water, a moment later another, soon followed by a couple......we were about to be annointed from above. Turned into Old Dookie and the drops became a shower, tolerable for a while, until the socks became sponges. Soon it was a grubby bike, foggy glasses and a wet bum, but a few laughs to be had in good company. Smooth and upright for the rest of the journey, nice to get home, showered and respectable. Raisin toast tasted better than ever.
The heavens had opened for Thursday, a lot of the usual circuits out of action with shallow lakes forming on them. Despite favourable skies on Thursday arvo, I gave the usual Library bunch a miss (a quiet week wouldn't hurt for a change) Friday morning reported for P&W duty, Grasshopper & Cougs the only others willing. Supercats had left early, so us three amigos upheld tradition for a solid lap, even a 16k southeaster didn't deter (but muscles complained) The dip in Mitchell Rd (at Mt Nicolaci) had closed with water over the bridge, so a revised route via Archer Rd was the only alternative. Just about to reach the truck route when the 51 lads caught and passed, then nearly to the finish the not-so-super Cats slowly eased by. We were happy little Vegemites achieving a neat 33 average, the laughs and fellowship put a big layer of icing on the cake. And got home dry as a bonus.
Week 9 304km (what a slack week!) 11,217 calories (49 Cornetto's) 32.6km/h average YTD 3565km
"If I can bicycle, I bicycle" Sir David Attenborough OM CH CVO CBE FRZ FZS FSA 1926-
A dull Saturday night with nought interesting on tv, Rudd v Gillard positively depressing, so hit the sack early (to pay the price of an early rise). Gran used to say early to bed and early to rise but wide awake at 4.30 is plain silly. A small argument in the mind on the pro's and con's of a toaster circuit, with the addiction to dopamine winning. A hint of light on the horizon revealed lots of cloud, the distant ones dragging grey curtains of rain with the mild northeast breeze. There's a mystery of the unknown with the speed invisible in the dark, but I was being well distracted by Massive Attack, Oliver Tank and Kimbra via i-pod. Didn't feel so crazy when two others were spotted just after 6 near Mitchell Rd. Suprised to clock a solo 33.2 over the 50k, a brief chat with Jamie at an intersection (tucked into his ute, with bikes on the back) then teamed up with Cougs for a steady 25k lap, with coffee and brownie (yearned and earned) after. 75k logged before 8am. Quite a few out taking advantage of a mild morning before a hot and blustery day.
All attention on the BOM radar at 5.15am Monday, are we in for a drenching or not? Took a gamble on gut instinct and rolled up to a P&W start, but a bindii through the front tube made a 5.55 start impossible. Repaired and underway quickly, (thought it was worth a try to chase) but just passed the 15 Cats as they rolled off from their 6am start. Next challenge on an adjusted agenda was to hold them off for as long as I could. Again, tempo was unknown in the dark (might have to get the speedo light out of summer mothballs) until an overhead light at Dobsons estate lit up 37 into the 22k northeaster. (mmm....not bad old man) I was reeling in one rider ahead (turned out to be a cruising Cat waiting for his bunch) and was very relived to finally reach Boundary to make use of a little wind assistance, instead of resistance. An irresistable urge ruined the theory of not looking back, pleased they hadn't made much progress catching. Got lucky at Benalla Rd with a clear run through and held on till River Rd when the mathematics of 16 rotating overrules 1. Had a little horsepower left to jump on, a brief greeting to Kelvin & Graeme, recovered for a k (noticing Cobbles and two other Area 51 reps in the mix) , then joined in the clockwise rotation for Mitchell Rd. Just enough light to read 45km/h (didn't help the tired legs), turns were fairly brief thankfully, though hanging on the back was becoming more popular with the Cats. Only Sly, Straddles and one other working with the 51'ers and I from Archer Rd onward, almost releived to get to Conrod and see the end to the pain. Hung onto 4th (no jellybeans left in the jar) with a great 39.2 average as reward, debit was legs of lead for the rest of the morning.
Almost gathered animals two by two Monday arvo, rain and more rain put a halt to ride plans. Saturated roads and threats of more precipitation Tuesday morning made a sleep-in easy too. There was a big enough gap in the green blobs on the radar Tuesday arvo though, so off to the Hospital boom gates to see who was brave. 10 had fronted so we departed east, doubling the attendance out Ford Rd with hoards cruising in wait. Gools, Brendan, Leigh, Mitch, Steve, Carla too, keen to join. A big slow called soon after Lemnos North Rd, water over the road. Just up to speed again and the process was repeated, even more water (enough to chill the inner thigh rolling through) from last nights downpour yet to clear. More was on the horizon, the decision up front was to re-route via Boundary Rd. Again, progress was thwarted with a flooded section just before Hill Rd , almost lapping at the deraillier ( cranked from 9 o'clock to 3 o'clock position to avoid soggy shoes) u-turning 8 homeward. Finally through the water, the bunch had stretched ahead, Brendan, Dave and I left to fend for ourselves and set about chasing. A south wind blowing at 25k's didn't do any favours, nor did the bunch oblige us looking back or slowing. 12 to the power of 3 didn't add up. A long 26k chase later (averaging 34) we crossed the finish, to our credit, the others still visible albeit nearly a km ahead. Vengance planned.
A slightly calmer paced ride with Cougs Wednesday morning was most welcome, a chance for these old muscles to recover. 16 degrees wasn't too bad, sky appeared clear enough, so a slow build up out Channel Rd. was in order. Got the guilts approaching the pub, a sole P&W headed south. Grasshopper , the only starter , quickly u-turned to join us, we were far better socially than the Cats apparently! A random spot of water, a moment later another, soon followed by a couple......we were about to be annointed from above. Turned into Old Dookie and the drops became a shower, tolerable for a while, until the socks became sponges. Soon it was a grubby bike, foggy glasses and a wet bum, but a few laughs to be had in good company. Smooth and upright for the rest of the journey, nice to get home, showered and respectable. Raisin toast tasted better than ever.
The heavens had opened for Thursday, a lot of the usual circuits out of action with shallow lakes forming on them. Despite favourable skies on Thursday arvo, I gave the usual Library bunch a miss (a quiet week wouldn't hurt for a change) Friday morning reported for P&W duty, Grasshopper & Cougs the only others willing. Supercats had left early, so us three amigos upheld tradition for a solid lap, even a 16k southeaster didn't deter (but muscles complained) The dip in Mitchell Rd (at Mt Nicolaci) had closed with water over the bridge, so a revised route via Archer Rd was the only alternative. Just about to reach the truck route when the 51 lads caught and passed, then nearly to the finish the not-so-super Cats slowly eased by. We were happy little Vegemites achieving a neat 33 average, the laughs and fellowship put a big layer of icing on the cake. And got home dry as a bonus.
Week 9 304km (what a slack week!) 11,217 calories (49 Cornetto's) 32.6km/h average YTD 3565km
"If I can bicycle, I bicycle" Sir David Attenborough OM CH CVO CBE FRZ FZS FSA 1926-
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