Monday, March 05, 2007

Best of Rides, part I

On Saturday, Deadhead and I hosted a Club Hypoxia ride ("Oxygen or Altitude: Pick One") around Fort Collins and stretches north of town. While Howard's best girl had to stay at home, nursing a bruised left half of her body after a nasty bike fall a week before, five Hypoxians rode 53 miles, stopping in Wellington for pizza and ice cream.

The first part of the ride went north 20 miles into a 15-20 mph wind, so the pace was slow and oxygen-intensive. Once we turned east and then south, cadences quickened, heart rates eased, and smiles returned. Here is a video that Howard took of the other four riders as we cruised south at about 25-30 mph. You'll see Deadhead first, followed by Sunshine and BikePrincess, and then Zin at the point.

As I was passing Sunshine and BikePrincess and we were riding three across the lane, a car was passing from the opposite direction, so I can be heard to say, "hope I don't die." I didn't. Not yet anyway.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yeah, see, the bike lane is only there for wimps. Real men ride on the road. And it's the car's fault if somebody gets into an accident. Yep.

--Anon in CA

12:08 PM, March 06, 2007  
Blogger HRlaughed said...

What bike lane? And what about real women? And who said anything about cars being at fault? And why the attitude? Yep.

1:17 PM, March 06, 2007  
Blogger SueJ said...

Clearly a clueless anon. Shoulder, dude. Bike lanes say "bike lane" - and can still be so full of debris as to be unusable. (As if "anons" ever return to the scenes of their spewings)

However, were you making that comment when there's a camera dude to your left who'd get clocked first?

4:22 PM, March 09, 2007  

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