Showing posts with label Vail Pass. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vail Pass. Show all posts

18 June 2015

Bring it on!

Shut up, Legs!

Ever fear;
The climb is austere!


Each year, it takes me two or three attempts to get all the way up Vail Pass.

Until this year.

For the first time ever, I was able to climb all the way to the top of 10,662-foot Vail Pass on my first try of the season. I had to stop only four times, and for the first time ever, I made it up the steepest part without stopping!

Nothing in the universe can make you a better climber than you've earned the right to be.

No room to weave back and forth as I did on Heartbreak Hill, but I think Heartbreak Hill and all the other climbing I've been doing in preparation for this year's Ride the Rockies helped.

Vail Pass, named for highway engineer Charles Vail, is the only mountain pass in Colorado with a paved bicycle path on both sides for the entire distance. Excellent training!

The village of Vail also has been host to USA Pro Cycling Challenge time trials in the past. Typically, the cyclists race, once by one, against the clock, all the way through the town on paved roads and then up Vail Trail, the old highway no longer open to vehicular traffic.

Dirty Thirty Practice

The pros, however, do not go all the way to the top of the mountain like we do; they ride to the trail junction, where the official trail splits off, goes beneath I-70 and then (steeply) parallels the highway to the pass. The pros don't take that narrow trail. They continue up the paved road to a cul de sac finish.

For the last two years, I've been incorporating their finish into my climb. Just because. If they can do it, so can I. That's been my attitude.

My first climb this year was no different. I told The Lizard, who wanted to ride all the way to Copper Mountain on the other side, I would join him somewhere along the trail after riding up to the cul de sac.

Beyond the cul de sac, the road is gravel, leading to the service area at the top of a runaway truck ramp for the westbound lanes of I-70 far below. The gravel road is pretty darned steep, and this year, it was pretty darned muddy and slick.

I decided it would be good training for Ride the Rockies' Dirty Thirty, this year's special 30-year anniversary Day 4 route option up gravel Ohio Pass and Kebler Pass. The Dirty Thirty is going to be much longer than this little notch in Vail Pass, but it would give me the feel of riding my road bike uphill at elevation (with no air) on an unpaved surface.

I made it to the top of that little climb a little muddy but without stopping. Woohoo!

15% to 17% less air

Then right back down to the junction, under the highway and up that steep mama to the highway and the petrol fumes that often turn my stomach.

But not this day. The fumes were not pleasant, but they were not going to hold me back, either. I was determined to make it to the top, no matter how many times I had to stop. I made it to the top of the steep section before I had to stop to breathe. Then onward I climbed, up, up, up.

Two more times I had to stop to breathe. But every time I had to stop, I started right back up, up, up again!

Near the summit, The Lizard came into view. He turned around and pedaled back up to the top with me, and both of us had energy for photos on the way down.

not quite summer

You never know what you'll find atop Vail Pass...

summer dreams

And sometimes, you find a surprise or two...

What a view!

Smile and say cheese!

lovebirds

I've been worried I wasn't ready for Ride the Rockies because I didn't get in as much training as I planned this year.

But I think I must have been doing all the right things. I have a bit of self-confidence now.

I think I am ready for Ride the Rockies! Bring it on!!!

My hero!

Peekaboo!

Aaaaaaaaah!

23 July 2013

Withdrawals

Copper Mountain Lupine

I lost nearly my entire summer last year due to back injury. As a result of the injury and this year's busy, busy, busy spring, I've been experiencing some mighty serious wildflower withdrawal.

Once my organized ride calendar for the year was done, I got to take time to smell the flowers. Literally. I still ride, but now I can stop and shoot. And fall in love all over again with Colorado, the mountains and all the colors around me.

The Lizard still had to train heavily for the Double Triple Bypass, which meant multiple visits to Vail Pass. Vail Pass rewarded me with a rainbow of my favorite wildflowers.

Sticky Geranium

dianthus

columbine

monkshood

pentstemon

wild rose

pussy toes

kitten tails

fairy trumpets

make a wish

In just two months, these will be golden.
In just two months, these will be golden.

18 July 2013

Triple Bypass

The Lizard leads David Wiens and Crew above Georgetown.

2:45 a.m. => The clock taunts me with its red glow. It's supposed to glow a happy 3:30. Drats, insomnia and I have managed an hour of robust sleep for the evening. Sheeeesh, there's a great way to begin a 120-mile ride that will gain more than 10,000 feet of elevation by the 90-mile mark. Enter wailing violins – eeck, eeck, eeck! Life's a bear at times. Get up and get moving!

4:30 a.m. => We arrive at Bergen Park, and immediately Snowcatcher is busy with the camera. How she shoots in the dark amazes me. I start gearing up. At 8,500 feet it's actually quite warm and humid; arm warmers will suffice.

5:00 a.m. => I click into my pedals, and the day's first steep climb to 11,140 feet over 16 miles begins. My legs have awoken, sphincter has found its happy place in the saddle, and it feels good to roll into the wet, eerie and shadowed forest of early dawn. Will I make it to Avon? Will my bike break? Is it my day to exit this life? These thoughts filter through my mind until straining legs and deep, managed breathing take precedence.

6:43 a.m. => Yay! Juniper Pass! The day's least enjoyable climb is over. Two more – actually three – to go!

6:45 a.m. => Give or take a few minutes. Water stop Number One rolls into view. This is a quick stop for me to garner a jacket, skull cap (for warm ears and wet head), full-fingered gloves and some food. I'm soaked in sweat and quickly change before becoming chilled. I now have a very fast, very rough, chilly and shadowed descent into the hamlet of Idaho Springs, the lowest elevation of the day at ~7,500 feet. Warm clothes – check. Filled water bottles – check. Banana and muffin – check. Afterburners on, and we jet into the abyss.

7:31 a.m. => Snowcatcher greets me in Idaho Springs and takes my wet clothes off my hands. The long grind up the Clear Creek drainage toward Loveland Pass and the Continental Divide begins. Loveland Pass also is the halfway point.

8:36 a.m. =>Do pray tell, just above Georgetown at the 8,800-foot level, I find myself surrounded by Dave Wiens, Susan De Mattei and their entourage. Dave Wiens is a former pro mountain biker and Mountain Bike Hall of Famer. He won the Leadville 100 a record six consecutive times, including 2007 and 2008, when he aced out disgraced Tour de France veterans Floyd Landis and Lance Armstrong. David's wife Susan is a former pro mountain biker and Hall of Famer. She also holds an Olympic bronze medal in mountain biking from the 1996 Olympics. When I realized I was amongst royalty, I shot forward and told Snowcatcher, who was parked at this access point, to be on the paparazzi lookout for the super stars.

10:20 a.m. =>After a long grind, I'm above treeline on the summit of 11,992-foot Loveland Pass. I'm also on the Continental Divide, meaning water flowing toward the east reaches the Atlantic Ocean, and water flowing off the west side journeys to the Pacific. I'm also above Loveland Basin Ski area, where I first took to snowy slopes an eternity ago in 1968. Weather is building, but not too bad yet.

11:57 a.m. =>The descent from Loveland Pass was beautimous!! Following a short and steep climb to Swan Mountain's 9,500 foot west shoulder, followed by a water break at the Breckenridge high school, I meet up with Snowcatcher along the Frisco bike path, where my beautiful wife loads on moral support. At this point, I'm at 9,100 feet, 80 some miles into the ride and feeling fairly good. Tired and wooden legs are weathering the challenge, not cramping or seizing up in any manner. One more climb, and a beautiful one at that.

1:03 p.m. =>I reach the summit of 10,660-foot Vail Pass. As usual, Snowcatcher enlivens my being with energy. So far, I've been on the road for eight hours, skimming along the top of the earth and toying with gravity for 93 miles. I have 27 easy miles left. The ride up West Tenmile Creek went well. Albeit, I didn't realize the guy on my tail was Wiens. At the top the former pro gave me a complement: "Nice work!" This 52-year-old felt rather proud as a result.

Most mountain areas west of the Continental Divide are biologically more complex and lush than their eastern kin. The Tenmile Range and ragged southern Gore Range merge here, and there is ample precipitation. The area is sumptuous, magical and very green, showing off a tapestry of colorful flowers. The pull up to Vail Pass is a "Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds" type of climb – I never tire of it.

2:22 p.m. =>Amen brothers and sisters! I'm relishing in all the cowbells at the finish. It's time to eat!

top speed

Some stats:

Trip time (bike in motion): 8 hours 34 minutes
Total trip time: 9 hours 22 minutes
Trip distance: 120 miles
Amount of climbing: 10,310 feet

This was my 5th Triple Bypass.
This was my slowest westward time.
This was my 2nd Double Triple Bypass (backtrack the following day back to Bergen Park.)
This was my 1st Double Triple Bypass to throw in the towel before reaching Bergen Park.

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