Thursday, November 8, 2007
They Call Me An Impressario
That ain't dirty, is it?
Great training day yesterday. Not overly long but effective and tiring. Took Rae Dawn, my vintage 1984 Team Shaver Sport "you got a moustache and everything" Specialized Allez, out for a spin and ended up climbing two or our six major canyons. Rae Dawn is fixed, meaning she's been altered so that she spins only one gear and can't coast. She's generally used only as a commuter, so getting her into the high country is something neither of us are used to.
It wasn't a plan. I was going to go for an hour and a half spin and then switch to a mtn bike. But the weather was splendid and Rae Dawn is such a kick to ride we just kept going. After toolin' around the benches I pointed her up Emmigration canyon and soon we were on top of Little Mountain and feeling spry.
I asked a guy what time it got dark. He said six, giving us an hour and a half, so Rae and I headed off to East Canyon with no food, no money, and only a few sips of water. I decided that if I was getting dehydrated at all I'd turn back but by the time this was an issue I was 2k from the summit. The last few k were the only time I really had to labor to turn her city gearing, something I was pretty psyched about. I hadn't lost too much fitness since Moab.
It also go me wondering about the feasibility of riding all six canyons on a fixie. Has it been done? Is it possible? These are the easiest two canyons but I'm here with no plan, no food, no water. Certainly I could do three... and four. Hmmm.
At the summit I snapped a few pics w/ my phone and headed home, chasing--and losing to--the setting sun. It felt as though I were spinning a thousand RPM but the six o' clock estimate wasn't close. At least I managed to get out of the canyon while I could see the road. Once back to town, commuting in the dark was something I'm well used to. I pulled into my driveway at 6:03, only slightly hungry, a touch thirsty, and wondering how much I was going to ride my geared bike in the future.