Gunnison to Crested Butte via the short, paved highway
1,424-foot elevation gain
Song of the Day: Stayin' Alive by the Bee Gees
30-year anniversary commemorative route
Gunnison to Crested Butte via dirt/gravel Ohio Pass and Kebler Pass
2,796-foot elevation gain
Thanks to all Colorado's spring rain, the Dirty Thirty was cancelled. The dirt road leading up to Ohio Pass was in no condition for road bikes. All riders had to take the standard highway route into Crested Butte.
Didn't know if I'd be able to ride today, thanks once again to saddle sores that may have been the result of riding through four rain storms and two hail storms on Day 2. Sitting in the saddle in wet shorts for 14.5 hours can do that to you. Who knew? I sagged the last 24 miles or so yesterday because my saddle was that bad. But I finished the day's climb!
The state trooper who summoned a sag for me has been doing Ride the Rockies for nine years. The volunteer who sagged me has been volunteering for 19 years. She took me directly to the first aid station instead of the bike corral, which was awesome because the first aid station likely would have been closed before I could waddle across the school campus.
I received second skin and pain-deadening cream. So I guess you can say I was on drugs today. Today's ride was easy (albeit a gentle climb mostly in a headwind), but without both of the instant fixes, I don't think I could have survived another three hours in the saddle.
If I had sagged, I'd have missed this:
It was nice to have some free time today and not be too exhausted to even write in my journal. I'm covered with mosquito bites, but the wildflowers are out of this world. They don't call Crested Butte the Wildflower Capital of the World for nothing!
We tried to stock up on bike food for the rest of the week before leaving Gunnison, but the supermarket there does not carry single-serving almond butter. Yet the tiny market here has it!
We slept in until 5:30 this morning because too-close-for-comfort lightning kept us up most of the night. The sun made a grand appearance today just in time to cook us to a crisp. It's hot and muggy, and the mosquitoes are having a grand buffet.
This was the first time since Grand Junction I've had phone signal. We may have signal again tomorrow night, but that probably will be the end of electronic communication until we get home. I'll catch up on the short trip reports when I have more energy and a real computer. I have to code these posts by hand because nothing in Blogger or SmugMug works properly on an older model iPhone. I can't even see previews to see if I've coded everything correctly! (So I couldn't see that Saturday's photos didn't show until I got home and fixed them.) I can write HTML, but writing code on an iPhone is the pits.
Gotta get up at 4 a.m. for what I anticipate may be yet another very long day tomorrow... Cottonwood Pass and another potential century.