Friday, June 15, 2018

Blue Ridge to Bay 1200

Ride Report
June 2018

Prologue

2019 will be a Paris-Brest-Paris year, and pre-registration groups are determined by the longest brevet completed in 2018. The longer the ride completed, the earlier you can pre-register. The longest includes any brevet greater than 1000 kilometers, so after a few trips to the RUSA website, up pops a new brevet sponsored by the DC Randonneurs, the Blue Ridge to Bay 1200. The route included some cool destinations from the Shenendoah 1200 (Gettysburg and Antietam National Battlefields) a run through the Washington DC mall, and two passes through Annapolis and the US Naval Academy. Count me in!
Both bags arrived at IAD (Dulles)
The event starts at the Best Western Inn in Leesburg VA, just a $35 Uber ride from Dulles Airport. Not thinking about potential bag problems, the flight was booked the day before the ride, arriving at 3:30 pm. Happily both bags arrived without any hitch, so no travel cushion was necessary and it was off to the hotel.

The first order of business was to assemble the Calfee, check in for the event, and head out for a shakedown ride. After a quick stop at a nearby bike shop for some CO2 cartridges (forbidden by the TSA) for quick flat repairs, it was onto the Western and Old Dominion Trail. A converted rail line that would be the first 28 miles of the BRB route!
BBQ at the turnaround
After about 30 minutes, it was time to turn the bike around and head back, feeling hungry, it was a joy to see Carolina BBQ, right on the trail, and just before closing time.
This will work!
Oh baby, that was a great meal! Time to head back to the hotel, and as a double test, it started to rain so it was also a checkout ride for the rain gear and fenders, all of which worked fine. Arriving back at the hotel, all that was left to do was repack the drop bag and get some sleep before the 0430 check-in and 0500 start!

Day 1 - Leesburg to Sheperdstown 230 miles/9100 feet elevation gain

Monuments, suburbs, and battle fields
Checkin and breakfast
The original plan was to give the organizer two drop bags, one each for the Shepherdstown and BWI (Baltimore Washington Airport) overnight controls. However, to make it simpler for the riders it was determined that one bag would be moved to each control. Having brought two small drop bags, it was a tight squeeze, but everything fit into one and it was deposited in the heap in the hotel lobby.
Drop bags
My companion for the next 4 days
Nick Bull gives the pre-ride brief
Nick Bull, Regional Brevet Administrator for the Capital Region MD provided the rules for the ride. The most important item was to avoid the 'huge crater' in the hotel driveway on the way out!
Ready to go!
And we are off!
A volunteer stood in the crater with reflective gear and a flashlight, and all riders successfully negotiated the first obstacle of the day!The local club would do an outstanding job supporting the ride with nearly as many volunteers as riders throughout the event. Many of these photos were provided by Bill Beck who was ever-present in rain and shine!
On the W&OD trail
A fast group formed and for 38 miles to the DC mall, this was my view. Well paved bike trails with occasional stop signs for cross streets was on order for the first 2+ hours of the ride. The pack thinned as the pace quickened until there were about 8 riders in the group.

Jefferson Memorial

Washington Memorial

With the fast movers at the first control
Bill Beck was on hand to record our arrival and take some photos at the first informational control at the Washington Monument. An "information control" does not have an open/close time, but rather has a question that can be answered from looking around that particular spot. The answer is recorded on the brevet card as proof of passage, and you are on your way. Taking time for a few pictures and stopping at several memorials, the group disappeared into the urban tangle of Georgetown.
WWII Memorial

Not many tourists
The only flat portion of the route!
The route follows the Rock Creek park and several bike paths until depositing us in to Bethesda MD. After countless turns through back streets and neighborhoods we finally broke into the Maryland countryside.
Fantastic, we are finally in farmland!
Great View
Stopping to admire the view and take a photo, it is suddenly clear from the cue sheet that I missed a turn for the out-and-back control in Olny MD.
Can't believe I missed that control!
No choice other that turn the Calfee back around and backtrack the course to the missed turn and head to the control. Soon after turning around, the fast movers flashed by. Finally back on course and to the control in Olny MD, with 8 'bonus' miles added to the ride! Later Stephen Kinney would note that "you looked none to happy" on your way back to the control!

Happily a Dunkin Doughnuts was the first establishment in Olny, a quick bottle reload and breakfast sandwich later, it was back on the road. More miles of fantastic Maryland farmland, then into Pennsylvania and the next control in Littlestown PA. Another reload at the Sheetz convenience store and it was back on the road to the Gettysburg National Battlefield.
Big guns near the Minnesota Monument
Many lives lost here
No time to linger here, with more than 100 miles to the overnight control in West Virginia, the route continued through Pennsylvania and back into Maryland. Passing the Antietam National Battlefield well past sundown, I rolled into the control at 11:35pm. After checking in, cleaning up, and eating a fine meal of rice, soup, and lasagna, it was sack time with a wake-up call of 3:30am for what was billed as the 'hardest day' of the event. Did I mention the volunteers had an ample supply of beer at the overnight controls!

Day 2 - Shepherdstown to Blue Ridge Parkway to Shepherdstown 188 miles/9800 feet elevation gain

Wildlife, National Parks, heat and rain!

Must...have...coffee
The route travels 50 miles to Front Royal on well paved roads with non-stop rollers. From there a loop up to Hogback Overlook on the Blue Ridge Parkway, down and over Edith Gap, back to Front Royal, and finally an encore of the non-stop rollers 50 miles back to the control in Shepherdstown.
Sunrise on the road to Front Royal
Leaving the control at 0415 in light rain, the town was still asleep so it was surprising to stop for a passing train at the edge of town. The rain subsided, but the dew point was so high that a heavy fog filled the valley. Several deer emerged from the fog, and crossed dangerously close (so close you could hear the click of hoofs on the pavement), finally with the sunrise, the fog began to clear as traffic increased on the way to Front Royal.
Shenandoah River
The first control was a run-down 7-11 in Front Royal. Completing my reload, the fast-movers arrived (electing a much more civilized start time) and would flash by at various points along the Blue Ridge Parkway.
$15 entry fee buys all the climbing you could want!
Many fantastic overlooks
The route is not a single climb, but rather three climbs followed by fast descents. On the descent before the final climb to Hogback Overlook, a small bear, not hearing my approach, decided to cross the road. It was a close call, but he moved quickly enough to get out of the way, but close enough to be able to see the matted hair on his hind quarters!
Finally at the top
A few turns before the Hogback overlook, Paul and Dan passed by and were just sorting out the informational control question that was required at this checkpoint. Nick Bull and Bill Beck arrived shortly thereafter with cold water, snacks, and an opportunity for some photos!
Paul and Your Humble Correspondent
View from Hogback Overlook
Group shot with Nick Bull
With the temperature rising, it was a welcome descent from Hogback to the next control just outside the National Park in Luray Virginia. More of a rolling descent with a few short climbs, but with drop in elevation, the temperatures continued to climb into the 90's. The Luray control was a 7-11, but across the street was a Burger King and several of the group from Hogback were already there, so hungry for some solid food, and a place to cool off, it was a perfect spot for a lunch break.

Back on the road the route crosses a valley then climbs another ridge line before dropping into Fort Valley for the run back to Front Royal. Just in case the 50 miles of rollers and 3800 feet of climbing along the Blue Ridge Parkway was not enough to drain the glycogen from the muscles, the short 2.5 mile climb to Edith Gap with grades up to 12% did the trick!

The next control was the Valley Country Store and there were several riders spread out on the bench in the shade. Dan purchased a bag of ice and several of us availed ourselves to ice down water bottles and various body parts!

Here I would leave my brevet card on that cool bench in the shade. Luckily my roommate Greg found it and presented it to me while I was in full panic mode feverishly searching my bike/pockets for it before the Front Royal control! Thanks again Greg!
Passage Creek in Fort Valley
Route back to Front Royal followed Passage Creek and was generally downhill, however, it would be regularly interrupted by short punchy climbs as the creek meandered back and forth and the highway would climb the intermediate drainage back to the creek. The next control was another 7-11, albeit updated and upgraded from the morning version, and several randonneurs were there reloading and sorting out the control's information question.

The forecast was for rain and thunderstorms in the evening and the building clouds were set to confirm the accuracy of that forecast. The temperatures continued to drop as the clouds built. That combined with a fresh sugar and caffeine push from the last two controls seem to breath life back into the legs. As the storms continued to build from behind, tailwinds picked up and it felt like surfing the leading edge of the storm. That lasted 20 miles before the storm caught up just outside of Berryville.

With the rain picking up dramatically, there was a school bus stop shack on the side of the road, seemingly a perfect place to jump into and change. Rolling up, no go, it was overgrown with vines and potentially poison ivy. With no shelter, I simply plopped down on the driveway of a farm house and put on the rain gear. Finishing up, a big brown Labrador walks up and starts licking my face. Happy that my new found friend was not aggressive I stood to mount up. Just then a bolt of  lightning hits danger close (how close? the flash and sound were simultaneous). Looking down my new friend is cowering between my legs.

With the rain coming down in buckets, and Berryville just a mile or so up the road, I mount up and start pedaling, with my new friend following along. Another flash-bang and he headed back to his farm house and me with renewed emphasis to Berryville. The store was closed, but the pizza joint across the street was open so I hopped in and found a table as a huge puddle formed as the rain water drained off. Ordering a coke and a pizza, and figuring to wait out the storm I bring up a weather map on the phone. Crap! The leading edge of the storm had passed, but another and bigger wave of red indicated a larger cell was on its way. Just them my pizza arrived, but I gave it to a family at the next table and made a run for the overnight control in Shepardstown.

Rolling in at a few minutes after 11pm, the decision was confirmed when heavy rain and lighting broke loose again! Check in, shower, and another repeat of beer, chicken soup, rice, and lasagna before crawling into the sack and calling this day done!

Day 3 - Shepherdstown to Elkridge Heights (BWI Aiport Hampton Inn) 203 miles/7200 feet elevation gain

Fog, heat, rollers and rain!

Taking the longest sleep stop of the ride at just under 7 hours, but still on the road at 5:30, we rolled out into another foggy morning. While not an official control, the War Correspondents Arch in Gathland park was a highly recommended as one the Great Spots on the ride. Bill Beck was there to photograph the riders as we passed.
Short climb to the Arch
The Appalachian Trail passes through the park and a large shelter is there for hikers on the trail. A number of them were making breakfast and had their gear spread out in an attempt to dry out. Since we were in a cloud, that certainly was not going to happen! Taking some time off the bike, it was worth it to check out the arch and related information panels at the park.
Well worth the stop
Site of another decisive Civil War Battle
After victory at Manassas, General Lee split his forces into three columns and marched north. General McClellan successfully pushed the Confederates back, but they held this pass long enough for Lee's forces to regroup and withdraw toward Sharpsburg. The Federals would finally take the pass and pour through in pursuit of the Confederates for the Bloody Battle of Antietam!
Dropping down from the gap, the clouds cleared
A steep descent from the park leads to more fantastic Maryland farm countryside, and with the drop in elevation we emerged from the clouds and into the sunshine.  The BP convenience store in Lander was a perfect place to stop and reload, then back on the road.

The recent floods in Ellicott City caused a route change that was included in the GPS file, but I packed the outdated cue sheet. Trusting the Garmin, I continued on the route following the GPS track, but started to wonder about whether the Garmin or cue sheet was correct. Just then the ever-present Nick Bull pulled up to check if I needed anything. Why yes, an updated cue sheet would be nice. He topped off my water bottle and it was off to the next control.
Karin and Tim at an Information Control
The next information control was to get a phone number from a sign at the intersection of Woodville and Jesse Smith road. Arriving as another group was shoving off, they said there was no sign of the sign described on the brevet card! Tim and Karin rolled up so we took selfies as proof of passage and headed onward.
Another train stop
The route continued toward the BWI Airport and Millersville for the next control at a Wawa Convenience store. Finding some shade under a tree behind the store, it was time to reload and contemplate why I wore the lightweight wool jersey. Rain was in the forecast, but after dropping out of the mountains, it was all sunshine and building temperatures!

The route continues through the back streets and bike trails of Severna Park and emerges at the historic monument overlooking the US Naval Academy.
Clouds finally forming over the US Naval Academy
Stopping here some tourists offered to take a photo before the final push over the Severn River and into Annapolis.
State House in Annapolis
The route skirts the edge of the Academy and heads downtown to the State House in Annapolis, then back down to the water near Ego Alley and the marina. It was quite busy, and after considering a stop at our favorite tavern from Mark's Naval Academy days (Middletons), but passed because of the crowds and still having about 100 miles to go!

Leaving town some of the Fast Movers passed in the opposite direction, already completing their loop down to the information control at the Bay Ridge Community on the Chesapeake Bay and heading back. The route heads out of town and over the Spa Creek bridge.
Information control at Bay Ridge Community
Sweet bayside cribs on the Chesapeake
Seeing a few more riders on their return, the route continues to the Bay Ridge Community (private, with many reminder signs throughout!) and the information control. Finding and recording the number it was a pleasant spin along some very nice homes along the Bay. Back into the urban tangle on the outskirts of Annapolis, and spotting a Subway, it was time for a 6" Turkey sandwich and a dinner break.

Back into Annapolis again, but stopped at the Spa Creek Bridge for a passing sailboat!
We waited for that boat to pass
Another stop!
No worries though, still riding at a post-meal easy pace, the route continues back through Annapolis, but this time passing the main gate of the Academy.

Leaving Annapolis we head for the hills again past Parole and Crofton then south to Deale for one last loop and look a the bay before heading north and back to BWI. Again the route goes out and back along a two mile section of road, and of course the Fast-Movers are on their way back waving a hearty hello, blazing away, already completing the 40 mile loop!

The rain finally arrived near the turn-around and would continue for the balance of the evening. Hitting the control in Beal and downing a sugar coffee and a hot dog it was back out into the rain and dropping temperatures. Finally comfortable in the wool jersey, the legs recovered and the 64 miles (including two information controls) looked fairly straight forward.

The rain continued, and was coming down so hard at the information control, it was difficult to get the card out of the bag and write down the answer. Thinking it would be easier to take a picture, I tried to photograph the sign, but with wet hands and a wet iPhone I gave up and scribbled the answer and moved on.

A few miles later in another heavy rain, the Garmin froze. After pulling off the road and recycling the power, it finally restarted for navigation, but (operator error) did not record the ride data for the last 18 miles to the overnight control.

The rain eased off at Millersville but came down heavy again on the outskirts of the BWI airport. With a soggy and nearly illegible cue sheet, it was trust the Garmin and follow the purple line to the hotel. The last two miles along steep uphills with "no outlet" warning signs, there was nothing left to do but trust the GPS and put power to the pedals and hope it would end soon!

Emerging from the forest, and after passing every hotel brand known to man, finally the Hampton Inn came into sight, and with a half-dozen sleepy volunteers cheering this lone rider into the proper entrance, the day's ride was finally complete at 1:20am!

Check-in, beer, shower, food, and sleep and this day was finally done.

Day 4 - Elkridge Heights (BWI Aiport Hampton Inn) to Leesburg Virgina 128 miles/3800 feet elevation gain

Rain, rollers, and mental mistakes!

The BWI control would not close until 8:05am, so I set the alarm for 6:00am to target a 7:00am departure to try to get 3-4 hours of sleep. The result of three consecutive days of double century+ riding is general fatigue and a deterioration of physical performance, hence a 200km ride that fully rested may take 7-8 hours to complete will more likely take 9-10 hours. The result of three consecutive days of riding with only 3-4 hours sleep per night (or less) is mental fatigue that results in mental mistakes that can add minutes and hours.

Again waking before the alarm, and before my roommate awoke, I dressed, had breakfast and moved my bike into the hallway to set up and rollout. Here I made several mental mistakes the morning of day 4:
  • Thinking the rain has been 'warm' for the whole ride, didn't need to pack my rain booties or warm base layer.
  • Thinking it was 'only 200k' I didn't pack my battery recharging adapter or cable. Niether was necessary for the ride, but in that bag was the cable that connected the Garmin to back-up battery, and it was necessary and left behind.
  • Somehow I packed only page 1 of the cue sheet that would cover only half the ride.
First control, Historic Bridge at Savage Mill
Its only 14 miles to the first information control, and while cloudy, the rain held off until the critical information was obtained and recorded on the brevet card. Rolling out, the wind picked up and the rain started. Getting shelter near an information sign, the rain gear was deployed and it was back on the road. Now heavy raid was being driven by strong winds (luckily mostly a tailwind) and the temperature dropped dramatically into the 50's. With shoes fully soaked, couldn't help wondering why I left the rain booties in the drop bag at the hotel.
Rolling along before the knee problem
Keeping the forward momentum going to stay warm, a sharp pain developed in my right knee whenever I got out of the saddle to climb, and with many rollers that was quite often. Normally Advil/Excedrin would be in the 'pill kit' for this eventuality, however, not using either in years and none was packed for this ride (mental mistake made prior to the event). The knee flared up in a rural area and there were no stores in sight. In fact, the first store was at the next control in Damascus, it was impossible to climb out of saddle, greatly slowing progress for almost 30 miles. Rolling into town, I selected the Safeway as a first stop to get Advil and Excedrin and a Chipotle stop for a large lunch while the drugs did their magic.

Checking the cue sheet for the next control, I realized the second page was missing! No worries, I had the iPhone and could track it that way. Noticing the Garmin battery was below 50%, it was time to plug it in for a recharge from the auxiliary. Ugh, no cable. OK no worries there were drug stores and phone stores all over Damascus, certainly one would have the necessary cable, so get some lunch then get started!

The Garmin 810 has an old USB connector that is not used in phones or many current devices, short story, no love at CVS, T-Mobile, Sprint, or several other stops. With 40+ percent of battery left, there was a chance I could make it, but without a cue sheet I would need to rely on the iPhone, and as long as the rain held off, that should not be a problem.

Rolling out of Damascus the heavy rain returned. The CVS in Poolsville was the next control and had a wider selection of cables, but not the one that was needed! With the rain, the iPhone was nearly useless as the wet touch screen was unresponsive.

Next up, rear flat tire. Well, at least one of the CO2 cartridges purchased before the event was put to use! Upon discharge the CO2 will freeze the stem and adapter, not normally a problem, unless your fingers are wet! Ouch, a small patch of skin fused to the cartridge and peeled off my fingertip! It was only a 8 minute stop before getting back on the road, with a little less skin!

Luckily the ever-present Nick Bull passed by between the Adamstown and Lovettsville controls checking on riders. "Do you need anything?" he asked, oh boy, "Yes!"

After getting a second cue sheet AND a Garmin cable, my navigation worries were over and all that was left was 35 miles of riding (the Garmin battery was less than 20% at that time)!

Just over the Potomac in Virgina, just before the Lovettsville control
Two controls in quick succession (7-11 in Lovettsville) and the McDonalds in Purcellville provided welcome food breaks before the final 10 miles to the finish in Leesburg.
Rolling into the finish
Avoiding the 'crater' in the driveway and arriving to cheers from other riders and volunteers this one was finally in the books at 1956 (7:56pm) for a total elapsed time of 86 hours and 56 minutes!
Done!
After checking in and grabbing a beer, I checked into my room to clean up and return to the meeting room for a post-ride feast and to share stories of the ride with other participants and volunteers. We would all jump up when other finishers approached to the hotel to welcome and congratulate them!

Beer and plenty of food at the finish

 Epilogue

Unable to stay awake, I gathered up the Calfee and bike box, returned to my room and promptly passed out! The Best Western had a surprisingly well stocked hot breakfast buffet and I enjoyed breakfast with some of the other riders.

Retiring to the room, it was time to pack the bike and plug in the computer and check into work and start the slog through hundreds of emails that had piled up in only a few days off. After a noon checkout the BW shuttle delivered me to the airport well in advance of my flight, so burning a day pass, I checked into the United Club to continue my day job!

Arriving back to Phoenix without incident. Tougher than expected, this was a fantastic event, special thanks again to Nick Bull and his team of Capital Randonneurs for making this one happen!
Sweet BRB pint glass and finisher medal!

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Tuesday, April 17, 2018

2018 Scorpion 600km Brevet

Ride Report
April 2018
Sunrise near Carefree AZ, about 90 minutes into the ride
A dozen or so riders lined up for the 2018 version of the Scorpion 600km brevet. In addition to the 600, several other ride options were on offer, so unlike last year, there was quite the crowd of randonneurs milling about the Red Roof Inn at 4:30 in the morning!
My companion for the next two days
After completing the registration paperwork and downing the first of many Starbucks's Frappuccinos, it was time for a rider brief from RUSA RBA Mike Sturgill and to get this one underway.


Mike Sturgill gives directions to start
The start included a couple or tricky turns through the adjacent shopping center, but soon we were rolling along, quite quickly, with the three powerful engines from the Calgary Express (Steve, Steve, and Paul) leading the way. My turn at the front came about 12 miles into the ride and while we were motoring along at a brisk pace, it was nice to be in a large strong group. Drifting back after my pull, it seemed like my rear tire may have been getting soft. Wishfully thinking it might be a ripple in the pavement, but after another rider drifted back after her pull, it was clear the tire was soft. The group stopped at the light on Scottsdale Road, and a quick squeeze of the tire confirmed my fear, a flat only 15 miles into the ride!

I pulled out of the pace-line into a well-lit shopping center to make the repair, as the group continued up toward Carefree and first control. After a quick stop of only 6 minutes or so, the repair was complete and it was back on the road, but that fast train was nowhere in sight!
Spectacular sunrise
The ride continues to tilt uphill toward the first control in Carefree. While somewhat concerned that that 50% of my spare tubes (1 of 2) was used only 15 miles into the ride, it was a relief to dial back the pace, enjoy the fantastic sunrise, take a few photos, and catch up on some calories riding solo!
The Boulders on the approach to Carefree
Rolling into the Carefree control, Mike Sturgill was there and said "At least I beat one rider to the first control!" He had to start the other shorter distance events that were running at the same time. Brian was just rolling out as I came in and the fast train was long gone! Double bonus: Not needing get a receipt since Mike signed my brevet card, and another Frappuccino out of Mike's cooler! Switching from clear (night glasses) to sunglasses and downing the creamy, caffeinated, sugary delight, it was a quick 3.5 minute control stop and back out on the road.

The route descends to Cave Creek, and connects with the Carefree highway. Approaching I-17, Brian came into view, but he decided to stop at the last water stop until Wickenburg, since my bottles were nearly full, I pressed onward. 

Continuing westward, with a slight tailwind, traffic was heavier than last year's event, especially near Lake Pleasant. Its a long pull but soon the traffic on US 60 to Wickenburg came into sight. With an ample shoulder that is actually ride-able, it was a welcome relief from the narrow Carefree Highway (AZ 74) with is nearly unridable shoulders. Heavy northbound traffic provided a welcome draft and offset some of the crosswind for the 10 or so miles to the next control in Wickenburg.

77 miles in, and 10 minutes at the Wickenburg control provided another Frappuccino, turkey sandwich, and chance to reload the water bottles before rolling out for the next pull to Congress and the start of Yarnell hill. Exiting US60, AZ89 heads due north and has been resurfaced since last year, a welcome relief from last year's bumpfest.
Yarnell hill in the distance
Yarnell hill starts a few miles outside of Congress. Its about 6 miles of steady climbing on an average grade of 6%. The new State Park in honor of the fallen Grant Mountain Hotshots (19 Granite Mountain Hotshots lost their lives fighting the Yarnell Hill Fire in 2013), is a about 2/3rd's of the way up the climb. A 2.85 mile hike leads from the highway to an observation deck that overlooks the place where they made their last stand when shifting winds pushed the fire into their position. Putting that on the list of places to visit for a time when the clock is not running, the climbing continued.

Two other riders from the event, Catherine and Ray came into view, and we started a game of leapfrog that would go on for the balance of the day. Reaching the top of the hill, with steady winds from the south, it seemed like it took no time and little effort on the descent into Peeples valley. About 100 miles into the ride, but not an official control, the Mountainaire Convenience store with a shaded patio and seats makes this a perfect stop between the official controls at Wickenburg and Prescott.
Reload in Peeples Valley
They were serving free Root Beer floats as part of a customer appreciation day, but I declined and loaded up on sugar, salt, and caffeine in more familiar forms!
 
Add more sunscreen!
Its 18 more miles and 2500 feet of climbing to the high point of 6100 feet before the final descent into Prescott. So without a cloud in the sky it was time to lather up with more sunscreen. The lotion and road grime combined to form a mud pack worthy of some high-end day spa!
Climb to Prescott
The climbing is steady past Wilhoit, but once in the mountains, the road twists, turns, rises, and falls until reaching the 6100 elevation marker a few miles outside of Prescott!
High point of the ride
One more roller, and its mostly downhill to the next control in the historic Town Square. At the edge of town the Calgary express was heading up and back after making their control stop in town.
Historic Yavapai County Courthouse
A receipt from any establishment on the square, including Whiskey Row, is the required proof of passage for this control. Skipping the whiskey and pizza joints, I hopped into a burger/ice cream shop, just looking for water, a coke, and a receipt. But the smell of fresh french fries lured me into a full stop for a large order for fries and a Pepsi! The fries took some time to prepare, but I was able to reload the bottles and get the bike ready for the next leg while I waited for the salty potatoes to arrive. I was especially glad I carried a lightweight cable lock on this ride so I could secure my steed to a light post just outside! Unable to finish the fries, but tucking a few into a Ziploc for some pocket food, I pushed out of the square.
 
Outbound
The longer stop, and building headwind made the climb out of town somewhat less enjoyable, but soon reached the "Welcome to Prescott" pullout conveniently located near the top of the climb to finish the fries!
Once at the 'top' it was a series of fast twisting downhills with unpredictable cross winds punctuated with short climbs. Finally reaching Wilhoit, its steady downhill, but with the heavy cross and headwinds, it took extra time to reach the foot of the climb back into Peeples valley.
Ray and Catherine were reloading at the Mountainnaire Convenience store, and after procuring a Frappuccino and a can of Campbells Chicken Noodle soup (about a weeks worth of sodium in one can!), I joined them in the shade of the porch. 
Its a few miles of climbing to Yarnell before the 6 mile E-Ticket descent back to Congress. Happily there was no traffic on the descent allowing full use of the road for some tricky corners with random crosswinds!
New pavement between Congress and Wickenburg
Rolling through Congress it was again onto fresh pavement and a chance to switch to clear glasses and put on the lights and reflective gear! As the sun set, the light of Wickenburg came into view and after a short control stop it was back onto US 60 for the long run to Sun City and the last control before the sleep stop.

Ray and Catherine were there when I arrived, and after getting a receipt I pushed out quickly. Its about 15 miles to the Red Roof Inn, and of course, they caught me as we made the last few turns to the stop at about 11:30pm.

Wishing I had taken up Mike on his offer to put some dinner food in my room, I checked in, stored the bike and hopped in the car to the nearby Dennys. Food was good, but service was slow, and minutes if not an hour of sleep was wasted on my Grand Slam Breakfast!

I was in the sack at 1 am, and planned to get up at around 5 or 6. Waking up at 5, I grabbed some breakfast treats Mike had left for me at the front desk, and pushed out into the pre-dawn darkness.

Great addition to the Day 2 route
Day 2 starts in the city but soon was on the new Dove Valley road, new and lightly traveled, this road was a great change to the route. Eventually this valley will become developed but on this morning it was a great place to be for the sunrise!

The next control is on Dynamite Road, at the top of 9 Mile Hill. However, it could have been named 9 Mile Downhill for the decent to Rio Verde! After that welcome descent, about 10 miles of classic rollers lead to the next control at Fountain Hills. Rolling into the Chevron station, who else, but Ray was there finishing his stop!

Verde River from the Beeline Highway Bridge
We left together but soon Ray was up the Beeline Highway at a faster pace, he took a break at the Bush Highway turnoff, but I rolled through wanting to get started on the descent to Saguaro Lake and the Salt River.
More new pavement on Bush Highway
Over the past several years, sections of the Bush Highway have been repaved and/or slightly widened. One of the last sections to be completed is the run from Salt River Recreation to the climb up King Kong (Power Road). On the Saguaro 200 earlier in the season it was still under construction and quite rough. With 325 miles in the saddle so far on this brevet, any smooth pavement was welcome relief!

Feeling the sun/heat, radiating from the new pavement, it was time to find some shade and again lather up with another sunscreen mud pack! A small tree at the Salt River Recreation entrance gate was a perfect place for a stop. Ray flashed by while I enjoyed the shade!

Rolling into the Subway (control point), Ray had just arrived so we enjoyed our lunch together. Chips (salt), Coke (sugar/caffine), and a 6" Turkey (protein/carbs), covered most the important food groups. I was ready to get this one done and pushed out after a quick stop.
Strong winds in Fountain Hills
Last climb, Shea Boulevard at Fountain Hills
The route continues through Mesa, back to the Beeline Highway and up to Fountain Hills. Heat, wind, and a few more climbs were the order of the afternoon. Exiting Shea Boulevard after the Fountain Hills descent, its 25 miles of city/residential streets to get back to the start/finish at the Red Roof Inn at I-17. The route is probably the best way across town, using residential routes with bike paths to avoid the heavy traffic on the main roads in Scottsdale and north Phoenix, However, with all the turns and traffic stops, it was hard to get momentum going again. That said, this is still the best possible route across town avoiding major roads and traffic.

One more stop for water with about 8 miles to go and this one was finally in the books 34 hours and 13 minutes after our early start on Saturday morning!

Next up, the Blue Ridge to Bay 1200!

In the books!

Steve Atkins

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Monday, March 5, 2018

2018 Around the Bend 400km Brevet

March 2018
Ride Report

Riders assemble at the start
17 riders were on the start list for this one, and with two riders checking out the course earlier in the week, that made for a small group setting out from Sun Lakes AZ Basha's parking lot! Tom Baker would be the Trail Boss with pre-rider Roger Peskett helping out at the lunch control in Gila Bend. The forecast called for a perfect winter day in AZ in the mid-70's with light, potentially favorable, winds during the day.
Tom Baker provides the pre-ride brief
We were all checked in and with a short a pre-ride brief, Tom Baker says, "well its 6 a.m., you guys should get going!" And we were off.

We rolled out in the predawn darkness with temperatures in the low 40's, but just a few miles in we riding through irrigated fields on the Gila Indian reservation. What started as a reasonable warm-up pace became a race for warmth as the temperatures continued to drop (the Garmin recorded a low of 30 in this section) and the pace continued to climb. The course continued through wide-open desert on Beltline road until reaching Laveen with more agricultural sections interrupted by random housing developments until we reached the next control in Buckeye Arizona.
At the first information control in Buckeye
The first control was an information control (answer a question on the brevet card), but since Tom Baker was already there, and there was a taco food truck across the street, the peloton rolled over and refilled bottles and soon we were back on our westward journey toward Palo Verde.
Straight, flat, and with a tailwind
The winds had been quite favorable, but began to shift from the east to south causing some cross-wind. Just past Palo Verde and before the rollers leading to Gillespie dam, the pace was too hot for me and leaders disappeared into the distance!
Gillespie Dam Bridge
Gillespie Dam marks the spot where the road turns south toward Gila Bend, and the winds were right on the nose and would swirl from the west or south for the remainder of the day.
Just add water!

The route follows Old US 80. The highway was resurfaced in recent years, has relatively light traffic, and wide-open views. The views are mostly agricultural as we are following the path of the Gila River, but a few solar farms, one planned community (including gate and entrance with no visible homes), and the Arizona Shrimp Farm add some variety and distraction from the headwind!



Solar farm: Less water, more power!
Just a mile before Gila Bend, the route heads due west on a secondary road that included about 500 meters of hard packed gravel. No flats here, thank you, and with a few more turns, it was back on the pavement and the lunch control at Gila Bend.

Tom Baker and Roger Peskett were overseeing a great lunch spread in the shade and on the picnic tables at the convenience store. Time to strip off a layer, lather up the sunscreen, reload the bottles and grab some calories.

Pushing back out on the road, the route heads up through the Sonoran Desert National Monument. The road parallels the Santa Fe rail line on a steady 1-2% grade for about 20 miles. The wind was favorable, especially when the freight trains rolled by (about every 30-45 minutes or so). Finally reaching the top, a slight downgrade carries you to Maricopa.
On the Climb toward Maricopa
The shoulder disappears but with the tail wind it was easy hold 20+ mph on this section. Several groups of motorcycles passed by, some giving more room than others! Glancing in the rear-view, it looked like another group, so preparing for the next burst of Harley noise, it was surprising to hear the familiar "ding-ding" of a bike bell. It was Paul and Jennifer Danhaus on their tandem taking full advantage of the wind and downgrade, blowing by at 25+ mph. They were gone before I even thought of jumping on board that train!

Rolling into Maricopa, it was time to reload the bottles and get some food. Paul Foley pulled out just as I arrived at the Circle K to pick up some water and a Frappuccino. Not an official control, but at about 150 miles, a good place for a break.

The route heads south, and the friendly quartering tailwind alternated to a quartering headwind for the next 15 miles to the informational control at Stanfield. The route is flat, straight, and once outside of Maricopa, there is one Indian Casino and lots of agriculture all the way to Stanfield.

Information control in Stanfield
The control at Stanfield was another informational control so no receipt was necessary. Paul Foley was there and suggested we ride together. He had some extra water, so I topped off the bottles and we headed right back out targeting our next stop in Coolidge.

It was great to have some company and share some stories as we made our way through Casa Grande. This was Paul's first time on this course, so with him taking most of the pulls, and me providing the local route knowledge we kept rolling.

Coolidge is less then 10 miles from the Florence control, but with empty bottles we stopped for a quick top-off and were back on the road for the quick run to Florence.
Paul Foley on the Adamsville road to Florence
The sun was setting as we hit Adamsville road, just outside of Florence, featuring contrasting views of the Superstition Mountains in the distance, old Florence, and the Arizona State Prison!
Sunset from our 'table' at Chez Circle K
The Florence Circle K was our planned dinner stop. I was craving a hot dog, and even though they were out of buns, I still procured the tubular delight, protein style, with some chips washed down with a Mountain Dew. As we were getting ready to head out, Paul and Jennifer Danhaus rolled in on their tandem. They had taken a long break at the Starbucks in Maricopa!
Paul Danhaus and Paul Foley get reflective
We used the break time to don the reflective gear, arm and leg warmers, and set out for the final run through Queen Creek to Sun Lakes. While a little warm at first, as we headed back into the rapidly cooling desert, and then the even cooler farms of Queen Creek, it was the right call.

Back into the urban sprawl for the last 12 miles on Riggs road, we hit about half of the traffic lights, but with the slight downgrade, and little or no wind we made great time to the final control at the Sun Lakes Basha's grocery store.

We arrived 14 minutes after 9 pm, putting this one in the books at 15 hours; 14 minutes. With no volunteers in sight, we congratulated each other on getting this one done. It is always great to have some company for the night riding and companionship to keep up the forward momentum. Thanks Paul!

After grabbing a receipt at the closest store, this one was officially in the books!

Next up is the Scorpion 600!

Steve Atkins

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Monday, February 26, 2018

2018 Vulture Mine 300km Brevet

Ride Report
February 2018
RUSA RBA Mike Sturgill at the rider brief
About 30 riders assembled in the Safeway parking lot at Desert Ridge mall in Phoenix for the 2018 version of the Vulture Mine 300. It was good to see Paul and Jennifer Danhaus at the start. I didn't recognize Paul at first, unlike the rest of the riders, he was still in his street clothes. Unfortunately, their van had been broken into in the early morning hours in the motel parking lot. Luckily, a security guard stopped the crime in progress, no one was hurt, and none of the bikes were lost or damaged. But after being up most the night with the police, and with the van missing a window, they decided to follow the event and let fellow Yuman, Suzanne Stack ride her first 300 solo!

The crew bundled up
We rolled out at a very reasonable pace, and as we warmed up the pace quickened, but even with several traffic light interruptions, nearly the entire group arrived together at the first control in Sun City nearly 90 minutes later.

The group splintered on the run to Wickenburg, as a light cross-wind and gentle grade took its toll. A few miles outside of Wickenburg, Steve Kenney and his group was on the side of the road. He had suffered his first flat, with the second coming a few miles later.
Ever-present Mike Sturgill at the Wickenburg control
Mike Sturgill set up his table of supplies at the Wickenburg control. After checking in, topping off the bottles, and grabbing some pocket food, it was a quick stop and back on the road in only a few minutes.
US 60 just before the Vulture Mine turnoff
Most the rough roads in town have been repaired with fresh pavement, and with no special events downtown, we were able to cycle straight through town and start the final rollers to the top of Vulture Mine road.  Just after reaching the summit, I could see Steve Kenney and his group closing fast in the rear-view mirror. Steve said hello, and said "ride safe," as they powered past. I hopped on the train, although not too close, for the descent.
Trailing the Steve Kenney Group
It was right about here in 2016...
In 2016 my brevet ended at about mile 77 when I crashed after a moment of inattention and touch of wheels in a fast group! I stayed with Steve's group for a few miles past mile 77, but when the road flattened out, they were gone!
Lots of wide open space on this ride
After a short stop to peel off a layer and add some sunscreen, it was back onto the lonely Vulture Mine road. Finally in the distance, I-10 with a constant stream of big rigs came into view, and the next control at the TA Truck-stop in Tonopah.

Again, Mike was there with lunch and supplies. I had been craving potato chips and a Mountain Dew, for what seemed like miles, so I passed on the lunch, purchased and consumed the aforementioned items at the TA Travel Store and was back at it!
Alfalfa growing in Palo Verde
The route continues south through Tonopah, past the Hickman Egg Farms, to the green fields of Palo Verde. The sweet smell of alfalfa was much better than the stinky egg farm!

The route heads back north, over the I-10 and onto the Sun Valley parkway. Once upon a time it had a good shoulder, now the frost heaves force riders back onto the main road. No worries though, its a four lane boulevard, with very light traffic, and most drivers simply passed using the other lane. Of course there were a few that seemed irritated by a cyclist on their road, and passed within the 3 foot limit!

Somewhere along here a group of three appeared in the rear-view and soon we were a group of four heading to the control at Canyon Springs.

Susan Stack and I rolled out of Canyon Springs after reloading and we worked together to the last control, about 15 miles from the finish. Of course Paul and Jennifer Danhaus were there to cheer us along as we grabbed receipts and pointed our steeds toward the final control at the Desert Ridge Mall.

We rolled in at 6:15 and found Mike in the Safeway Starbucks to complete the paperwork and put this one in the books.

Next up, the Around the Bend 400 on March 3. Click here to sign up!

Steve Atkins

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