Mendocino - Jenner
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
85.26 @ 12.3 = 6:52'50, max: 34.7, trip total: 1095.0
cool, sunny with early day fog
pop-tarts, pork and cheese sandwich, potato chips, banana bread,
fish and chips, beer
Rivers End Cabins, $35 p/p
It was a long day of riding. Up one hill around the bend and then
up another. Not huge mountains but considerable coastal hills.
They kept coming one after another and took their toll on our knees
as the day progressed. The scenery was amazing - tons of big rocks
in the big ocean.
Even though we joked about how easy it might be to get bored of
the big rocks in the water they certainly captivated me every time
we came upon another awesome view. They were all different and
they all seemed special. That, and for some reason, as if it was
the first time anyone had seen this. As if you were the first to
lay eyes on this. Yet, in the back of your head you know it's a
well traveled path- but with the fog and the lack of traffic it's
easy to get swayed into thinking it's a remote area of the world.
Anyway, we logged on the miles slowly, taking it all in at a bikers
pace. It was relaxing in some ways. Sure there were hills, but
there was also the coasting into the hills. It's the winding in
and out from the coast like S curves that follow every little bay
and creek valley.
Lunch came at 11am- it was gonna be breakfast but the town we
were in dictated that for us. Pork sandwiches - real pork. It was
about two slices of half inch pork on a sub roll with cheese and
about a pound of mayo. It tasted great- not exactly the powerbar
diet you would think of for a high energy ride. But that's what
there was and we were hungry. Every other place was closed. Too
early for lunch too late for breakfast - and since there were only
3 places in town to eat at - that was pretty much the story. And
this was a big place, Point Arena, among the rest of the places
we were going through.
And then back on the bike. It was hard to warm up but slowly the
groove set it. Some tunes and some miles. Then it was all forward
to figure out where we were going to camp.
As the day grew longer we were getting closer but not fast enough.
Tim and Aaron had already gone ahead and made it to a town 13 miles
beyond the end point- in order to find a place to stay. So the
last 18 miles or so I played catch up. The van picked up the other
riders so I was off with some few choice words of wisdom- "focus"
and "it's technical".
Yeah, sure, whatever. Drop into the aero bars, pump the music
and make sure you make it before sun down. It was already past
5pm. Oh- and there are "two climbs a huge climb and then two more
climbs" before getting there. Good- at least it won't be a gimme.
Wow- what a ride! The climbs took me up to sea side cliffs with
no guardrails. The descents were hairpin sharp with no room for
errors. The lines on the road were like rails to follow as I pushed
the limits of how much room I has left. But every second kept me
attentive to the details of what was to come. Every second I kept
looking in amazement out over the cliffs and out to the horizon.
It was a jam session. Pushing up the climbs at full speed - maybe
12mph. And rolling down at 30+. It was the highlight of the ride-
so far. Well, one of many - but certainly the highlight of the
riding aspect. It was a ride to remember- one that surely is in
my future again if I can swing it.
Looking at the switch backs from above it looked like a playground.
Looking up at them from below was like making you wait for recess.
The high from the roller coaster ride was deep in my soul. Man,
was it fun. To finish the day on such a nice section was a perfect
cap to the day.
Then after settling in we went to the Blue
Heron Restaurant. A wacky place -- top dollar menu with back
woods style. A live country band up front with rap music playing
in the back. It was a taste of extremes. And soon after it was
time to sleep. Time to get ready for our ride into San Francisco.
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