Saturday June 6th.
A large crowd gathered for the day’s bike ride.
Kevin had to resort to writing down names of everyone that was in attendance. There would be no way he could remember later who all showed up.
Those in attendance riding with the “Roses” ;
Tracy Clanton
Jae Brainard – the ride leader for this group
Beth Gonzales
Lori Brogden
Ron Clanton – Started with the Thorns and did his obligatory Pull on “RON”S PULL” , maxing his heart rate at 189 then joined his wife to ride part of the route with the “Roses” (How Sweet).
Debra Hollis – Back on her bike after yet another crash – “Crash Test Dummy”
Michelle Causey
Tom Causey
Patti Lewis – “Patty Melt”
Those riding with the “Thorns/Stems”;
Steve Sparano – “Sporadic Sparano”
Steve Cope – “Capn Carbon” – the leader of the “Thorns”
Jeffery Roussel – “Down Hill Racer” - Most improved for this season
Steve Hamalainen (Ham for short) – Back with the group for the first time this season – he is getting in shape for RAGBRI
Eric Hamalainen (Ham for short) – first time riding with the group – came with his dad Steve
Josh Carter – “Moving Violation” - getting faster and faster - doing local races.
Taylor Wofford – first time for her riding with this group – Learned about it from “TriTodd”
Cameron Cooper – first time for him riding with this group – Nicole told him about the group
Rita Beard – first time with the group – Nicole told her about the group – She rode with out cleats.
Tim Travitz – “Slow Tim” – not anymore – he has been blistering the pavement with his speed on the bike.
Doug Augustine
Sheila Augustine – “Rose” working to be a “Thorn”
Don Zelna - new to the sport but already turning into a "Thorn"
Carrie Zelna - also new to the sport - a female version of "Cap'n Carbon"
Tim Devinney – “The Love Train” - also pushing the pace to splintering speeds
Ernest Davis - getting ready for Blood Sweat and Gears
John Majikes – was seen at the start but did not join the group until later on the road – left his shoes at home.
Donte Bergamascao – Friend of Ernest and used to work with Theresa Smit.
Theresa Smit – “Rose” working to become a “Thorn”
Jeff Giordano - another Hammer Head looking for others to punish
Willey (sorry can’t remember his last name) – rides normally with the Hammers heads in the Mello Vello group and with CSH.
Kevin Smit – “GOG” – ride leader of himself and any one that will follow.
So there you have it 31 cyclists, the largest turn out ever for this group. Now Kevin was faced with trying to design a route that would challenge the “Thorns” allow those who started out with the “Thorns” and then get dropped to be picked up by the “Stems”. And what abut the “ROSES”? Previously he had been given strong recommendations of making sure the group did LYSTRA since many are training for BLOOD SWEAT AND GEARS at the end of June. Jae had already said she would be happy to lead the “Roses” so that group was taken care off. Kevin also did not know the skill levels of many of the new or returning cyclists. Some were young wipper snappers from NC State, some veteran “Hammer Heads” from the Wednesday night Mello Vello rides. He also wanted to make sure that at least two of the “ROSES” were allowed to hang with the “Thorns” and “Stems” as they had made it known they are looking to step up the miles, and pace. How to please everyone was the challenge of the day.
“OK, today is a LYSTRA day”, bellowed Kevin, as he was ready to turn the pack loose onto the roads of Wake county. Nothing else was said as the pack immediate split into 4 groups even before leaving the parking lot. Theresa and Sheila were nowhere in Kevin’s mirror as he swung onto High House. How is he going to protect them and help them survive the “Thorns” when they are still back chit chatting with the “Roses”? Don’t they realize they put themselves at risk even before their first pedal stroke of the day? To make matters worse the “Thorns” were already charging hard towards the Preston neighborhood. Normally the pack remains together on High House with the lead riders holding back the pace to at least 13 – 15 mph. Today however the first group was shooting into the turn at Preston and Kevin was off the back of all the “Thorns” riding solo in no man’s land doing 17 mph just to survive what normally would be a short warm-up. As he rolled into Preston – Still no Theresa or Sheila. DAMN.
Kevin now had to make the call of holding way back to pick the two up in hopes of later catching the ever increasing pace of the lead group, or to close that gap now and ask everyone to cool their jets for awhile to let the gals tuck into the pack. He struggled with this dilemma for far too long as the “Thorns” made the turn onto Hogan’s Valley Way and the first climb of the day without regard to who or how many may be trailing. Hogan’s Valley was completed by the “Thorn’s” in record time. Kevin only saw the group as they raced through the green light across Davis drive and towards the round-about that then leads out into the county roads. Kevin hesitated at the light long enough to see the two ladies rolling into position at the intersection. Kevin yelled “Green Light” in an effort to jar the two into a short attack to make the intersection. Nope. They were still in the “Roses” mind set and stalled there allowing the light to turn red. Kevin knew this was a long red light and he wondered if the two trapped riders would think to push the walk button in an effort to shorten the duration of the red, or if they would risk jumping through the red light if no cars were coming. No time to wait and see, Kevin had to find away to get in front of the pack to deliberately reduce its momentum in hopes that the two trailing “Roses” could wakeup to the challenge they had placed on themselves. His only possible move was to sprint hard towards the round-about and then short cut it by turning left rather than right.
SUCCESS.
Kevin was able to jump the gap (by cheating) and was now squarely in the front of the freight train of 20 “Twitchy Thorns”.
No one noticed that Kevin had been in the back (out of sight) and was now in the front. The “Thorns” were in a completely different place than ever before. Little situational awareness, just an aggressive look in each of their eyes. Kevin had never seen this look so early in a ride before. He was confused as to why the group was so anxious to go fast so early, knowing they would be doing LYSTRA. Something was in the air, or maybe someone was egging them on. Kevin slowed his pace expecting the pack to respond to the Ride Leader. With in the blink of an eye the “Thorns” zoomed past and Kevin was all alone again riding solo in No Man’s land still looking in his mirror for the two “Roses” he was to help be initiated into the “Thorn’s”.
CRAP.
Kevin now worked to ride close enough to the “Thorns” to try and shout directions and yet slow enough to catch a glimpse of the two ladies. Doug Augustine had figured out what Kevin was attempting to do as he also fell off the pace to join Kevin in the dead zone.
The chit chat of the “Thorns” faded as they elected to turn right onto “RON’S PULL” without instructions to do so, and again without consideration of where everyone in the pack was. Kevin attempted to inform those ahead that he was going to wait for others who were trailing. The only folks who heard that were Steve and his son Eric who immediately pulled up to oblige.
The behavior of the other “Thorns“ at that point mimicked that of groups like the Mello Vello rides. Those rides are fun for a different reason than the intent of the “Thorns and Roses”. When you show up for a Mello Vello ride you expect to ride till you puke and then limp home on your own as best you can. At least that has been Kevin’s experience and is why he goes to those rides (plus the beer, food and friendship afterwards).
Kevin and Doug both turned back to see if they could spy Theresa and Sheila anywhere in the distance. Slowly out of the humid haze far in the distance came three riders(John Majikes had caught up with the ladies at Davis after having to drive back home to get his shoes) strolling along side by side as if 13 mph was the prescribed speed for the “Thorns”, who were actually at that point now charging down “Ron’s Pull” at well over 28 mph.
“We got caught at the light” Theresa informed Doug and Kevin with a comfortable smile on her face as if it was no big deal.
Didn’t these two gals know they had just put everyone’s life at risk (falling off the pace line is like being taken off of life support)? Didn’t they know that they now are asking for those that waited to now perform at Olympic levels just to possibly regain a spot with the “Thorn’s”? Didn’t they realize that their goal of riding with the “Thorns” had become Doug and Kevin’s only reason for living?
Well know everyone knows.
No words were spoken as the pace line formed behind Kevin. He was already wore out emotionally and mentally so there was little he could do physically to close the gap on the “Thorns”. The group made the run up “Ron’s Pull” at about 10 mph slower than the “Thorns”.
Just as Kevin was trying to determine how he lost control of the ride soooo early he noticed Ron Clanton circling back towards them. Is it possible that someone in the group ahead took a quick inventory to see if all were in tow after “Ron’s Pull”?
Yes there at the intersection was a large group of riders all well rested, eager to attack each other some more, each chit chatting in a joyful tone recounting the last few miles and the speeds attained.
Then suddenly there was dead silence from the group as “GOG” bellowed at them all (as best he could being short of breath).
Scolding the pack of riders as if they were children who had gone out of control on the schoolyard.
“ANY ONE WHO FEELS THE NEED TO CHARGE ON AHEAD WITH NO REGARD FOR THE PACK IS WELCOMED TO DO SO” “HAVE A NICE RIDE ON YOUR OWN”, “I AM COOL WITH THAT”, “HOWEVER THAT IS NOT THE SPIRIT OF THESE RIDES”. “GOG” was spitting out at that moment.
“What, did someone Crash?” was “Cap’n Carbon’s” honest concern.
“NO”, “We had two riders that got trapped at the light on Davis”, “An no one in the group took notice” was the short-winded reply by “GOG”.
“How come you are short of breath” was the rib by “Cap’n Carbon”.
The pack was shocked that “Cap’n Carbon” had the nerve to flip back at “GOG” who was clearly pissed as hell. (the truth is GOG was mad at himself for not clearly communicating at the start the objective of helping the two Roses become Thorns/Stems and that the pack was an integral part of that success).
“Because I am OLD, FAT, and OUT OF SHAPE” was “GOG’s” immediate rebuttal.
“GOG” now struggled with that fact that he clearly had demonstrated he had broken rule #6.
That rule states, “Never Take Yourself TOO seriously”.
The pack was z-Bottom of Form;z-Top of Form;HTML Markup;Comment;embolden by “Cap’n Carbon’s” appropriate ribbing of “GOG” resulting in lots of banter the rest of the day regarding each other’s SPIRT. This was mostly brought out when/if “GOG” rolled into and intersection ahead of anyone else. “Where are you going? – That is not in the SPRIT of these rides” he would hear from the pack.
What a start to a long hilly fast day.
Lesson learned with a group as dynamic as this one, the day’s objectives need to be fully communicated, or just let it unfold, as it will likely do anyway.
The pack now complete in numbers, minus Ron who continued to wait on all the Roses, traveled thru the light at 55 and Carpenter Fire Station. The pace line formed a serpentine structure as 20+ cyclists worked to share the busy two lane road. Kevin had positioned himself in the middle of the pace line to monitor both ends and to ensure Theresa and Sheila were tucked into the draft line. He was also level setting himself on how best to allow everyone to get what they were looking for with the days ride. He needed to accommodate the “Hammer Heads” who would want to continue to attack and press the pace. He needed to accommodate those who wanted to hold onto the “Hammer heads” for as long as possible and yet be assured they could fall back and find a pace and draft line to survive the last miles home. He wanted desperately to help Theresa and Sheila have the best experience on the toughest designed ride of the season for the group. Kevin had never produced a Cue sheet for the day’s ride. He generally has an idea of the route, or distance, or time he would like to introduce to the group. He then alters that based on who shows up and modifies the route on the fly based on how all riders are holding up. Normally Kevin is able to sometimes play with the ride leaders by letting them zoom past a turn (giving them the opportunity to race back and catch the pack who had turned behind them), or to not tell them of the turn forcing them to slow and rejoin the pack to then attack once thru the turn. This style of riding works well with a group that is verily evenly matched, and more intimate in size. This was not going to work on today’s ride. So taking all these new facts into consideration Kevin designed a compromise in his head.
As the group rolled towards the Yates Store intersection Kevin pushed to the front of the draft line and asked “Cap’n Carbon”, “Down Hill Racer”, and “Moving Violation” to circle the pack at the top of “UP CHUCK” until all had made the climb and the right turn at the top. With a nod all agreed to the plan.
Kevin then fell back to his spot in the middle of the draft line.
The attack on “Up Chuck” unfolded out of sight of Kevin. He can only report that it looked like “Cap’n Carbon” made the right turn at the top of the hill just ahead of everyone else.
Kevin arrived and was able to circle just one time before all “Thorns” and “Stems” had made the short but challenging “UP-CHUCK” hill.
“OK Cap’n, take your Thorns and turn em loose. We are planning to stay straight on this all the way to 751, then the left towards Martha’s Chapel and the fast run down it to Lake Jordan”. “You can wait there or go on right to the gas station at LYSTRA and Farrington”. “See you later” was the sendoff provided by “GOG”.
“We are going to do LYSTRA Right?” was the plea from “Cap’n Carbon” to “GOG”.
“GOG” flashed two fingers.
“Cap’n Carbon” looked confused so “GOG” tried to whisper back “we will do it twice”.
“Cap’n” leapt into the saddle, rounded up the troops and danced on down the road with all but “GOG”, Theresa, and Sheila in tow.
The two ladies did a great job on the rolling hills of New Hope Church Road reaching speeds of 21 mph.
Up ahead Doug Augustine and Ernest were both slowing to fall back and join this fast moving tail end of the “Thorns”. This small group now rode together all the way to the next meeting location as described by “GOG” earlier. They worked together up and down the hills maintaining 20+ mph average for the next 8 miles. The effort performed by the two ladies was consistent with the weaker “Thorns” and placed them squarely in the realm of a strong “STEM”.
As “GOG” and his small band of cyclists rolled into the gas station he could sense the “Thorns” were fully rested and up for the LYSTRA challenge.
“DID anyone buy water to top off bottles?” Kevin asked.
“I will get some” replied “Sporadic Steve Sparano”
While Steve went to fetch water for everyone Kevin took a poll to see how many in the group had never done LYSTRA. To his surprise there were at least a half dozen who had never taken the challenge.
“OK you have two choices, Sit and spin, or stand and grind, the hill is about 1 ½ miles of climbing with a false flat in the middle, and then another 3 miles of slight up all the way to 15/501”.
Then there was some side discussion between “Cap’n Carbon” and “GOG” on how to get the pack up the hill and to Big Woods while allowing for those who want to climb twice do so without scattering the pack too much. “Cap’n Carbon” recommended that those who want to climb twice do so by turning after the two steep sections, roll back down, make a u-turn and then climb all the way to 15/501 and everybody regroup there.
“Those looking to ascend the hill twice can go with Cap’n Carbon” “He is planning on climbing to the crest, turn and coast back down then u-Turn and climb it again all the way to 15/501”.
“GOOD LUCK EVERYONE”.
And with that the pack was quick to leave the parking lot, just as the “ROSES” were seen rolling in.
WOW they made great time “GOG” thought to himself as he too headed for the assent on LYSTRA.
Lystra’s climb does not take place right away. There is at least a two-mile stretch of road that hides the climb from view of the cyclist. Then as they make their way around a left hand bend the cyclists are greeted with a wall of black top. As Kevin rounded that corner he saw from afar a long string of cyclists that appeared much like a thin line of worker ants struggling to bring their new found booty back to the ant hill. As he rolled to the bottom of the climb Kevin remembered his advice given to others. Should he sit and spin, or stand and grind. He elected to sit and spin, so keeping rear derailleur aligned with his 3rd gear he attempted to dance on the peddles in an effort to increase the rpms as gravity began to play with his mass. “RATS” this spin thing will not last very long. 3rd gear became 2nd almost instantly. He found himself passing (crawling past) a couple of cyclists. He recognized a couple of them being Rita who you may remember is riding in tennis shoes and platform pedals. As he observed her riding style he realized she was still in the big chain ring on her front crank set. Next he struggled to pass and then be passed back by Taylor and then by Rita.
“I hate Youth” Kevin blurted as the two young ladies walked past him. Kevin then resisted, at least for the first half of the first rise, the temptation to go to granny gear. Just prior to the false flat he popped the chain into Granny – How demoralizing. He then found himself onto the false flat. OK if I stay in granny and spin for just a second or two I might recover enough to charge the second climb in a stiffer gear. Amazing what goes through ones head with lack of Oxygen.
Kevin looked up to check his heart rate monitor for a slight glimpse of a reduced heart rate, only to be met with the sight of “Cap’n Carbon” careening down the hill with “Moving Violation”, Cameron, and “Slow Tim” all in pursuit of “Cap’n”, and each tucked in a downhill racer profile . Others likely followed but Kevin had dropped his head in an effort to avoid the sight of the next wall of black top poised to taunt him even more. Kevin’s next move was to start an internal argument of whether or not he would join in the fun of LYSTRA DUO.
Shifting back into 2nd gear was a morale booster for Kevin, which also forced him out of the saddle to perform the stand and grind technique of hill climbing. Most riders would perform that skill in a much higher gear, but this was the best he could have hoped for at that moment. Then he sat, then he stood, then he sat, then he stood as he and his bike past the two young ladies again to met the crest of Lystra.
Without hesitation Kevin checked both ways for cars and then applying slight pressure on the handlebars he navigated a U-Turn. I can rest all the way to the bottom and then try this again hoping to stay out of granny gear this time, Kevin rationalized. On the way down Kevin saw out of the corner of his eye the “ROSES” who had apparently decided that LYSTRA was on the menu for them as well. They were a bit behind after stopping to “smell the roses” at the gas station. As Kevin turned back at the bottom towards the climb he recognized both Rita and Taylor had also made the decision for LYSTRA DUO. “Not enough of a challenge yet today Ladies?” Kevin asked knowingly.
The second climb was better than the first. Kevin slid past the “Roses”, who were recovering at the crest of the second climb. “Way to go ROSES”, he shouted with an encouraging ring. He and Taylor, and Rita all made their way to 15/501 and the awaiting pack. Without stopping to visit with the group Kevin rolled up to the stop light only to be heckled from the pack, “Where are you going? That’s not the SPIRIT of these rides”. Kevin could only shake his head knowing he deserved all the grief the pack wanted to pile on him for his earlier scolding episode.
Everyone joined him as the light changed and all 20 riders now onto 15/501 heading towards the left turn and long fast downhill of Jack Benett. “We are doing Big Woods” “We can reassemble at the end of that or at the turn from 64 onto Farrington” was the next set of details provided by the route designer, (no longer ride leader – that was lost in the parking lot at Brueggers).
As the pack closed in on the turn they saw Jea Brainard and Tracy Clanton who had elected to climb Jack Benett and then meet the Roses at the top of Lystra. “WOW” the “Roses” really stepped it up in distance, pace, and difficulty. Clearly there was something in the air making everyone perform at a higher level for the day. It was also along this short section of 15/501 that “Cap’n Carbon” informed “GOG” that on the second LYSTRA climb Cameron was riding side by side with “Cap’n” chatting about the trip across the US that “Cap’n” had completed. This amazed “Cap’n” that Cameron could ride so easily at his side, carrying on a conversation, and not be strained by the second assent of LYSTRA. We HATE YOUTH.
The charge down Jack Benett went smooth with traffic doing a fair job of mixing carefully with the bikers. Everyone made a fast sweeping turn onto Big Woods and its undulating hills. The “Thons” really worked to shred the pack on this favorite time trial stretch of road. Buy the time Kevin made it to the end of Big Woods the “Thorns” and “Stems” had fully formed into two groups. The “Thorns” had not waited and continued their attack of each other all the way up Highway 64 to the next gathering spot at Farrington. Those remaining with the “Thorns” included “Cap’n Carbon”, “the Love Train”, “Moving violation”, “Slow Tim”, Willey, Cameron, and Jeff.
The “Stems” now fully aware of survival in the pack worked to make the slow climb from Lake Jordan up highway 64 to the Wilsonville gas stations. “Down Hill Racer” was in the pull position and set a pace that splintered the pack into at least two groups.
The left at Farrington had the “Stems” making the turn while the “Thorns” were found chatting with other bikers who had stopped at the same gas station they did. It did not take long for “Cap’n” and his band of “Thorns” to pull up along side “GOG” and his stand of “STEMS” who were already setting a pace of 19 mph on Farrington. “We are taking Horton Pond, Green Level, and then the bike path on to the finish”, “ You take your group any way you want to on in” Kevin said formally releasing the “Thorns” to ride as hard for as long as they cared without having to wait on anyone else. There was now about 15 miles left until the end.
The “Stems” settled into two packs each riding to protect the individuals doing the group pace. Steve Ham (for short) was working hard to not get gapped off the back with “GOG” keeping him well in sight. Kevin asked the groups to hold up once they got to the end of Horton Pond just to make sure everyone made the next series of turns.
Once at Horton Pond and 751 Kevin was heard saying to Steve “ You picked the longest, fastest, hilliest ride this group has done all season to use as your inaugural bike ride of the season.” Steve Just smiled and then replied “It will be good for me if I survive it”.
And then the pack was off again onto Luther and its rolling hills.
Kevin made an early decision to throw as many hills into the days ride as possible in the 45 – 50 miles they had to work with, and the hills would not end until the last 5 miles of the ride.
The pack of “Stems” again split into two working groups as they traveled the length of Luther. They assembled once again in the “SPIRIT” of the ride to make sure all were safe and given a short rest before heading out onto the three remaining hills for the days ride, as they would travel down Green Level towards the county line and Cary.
There was almost a pile up as the lead riders in the group were having to dodge runners and other cyclists that were traversing the road from the Tobacco trail. In fact one or more of the groups riders may have thought that the bike trail they planned to take into the end was the Tobacco Trail. This was quickly corrected as “GOG” rolled on past those that had slowed and then charged up the last hill of the day.
The turn onto Green Level Church put the group within several feet of the bike path that would lead them home. John Majikes was in the lead and anxious to show all were to make the left turn as he raced into the turn, only to have to lock up his brakes. He overshot the turn missing the narrow passage between posts, and almost ran into the barricade that is in place to prevent cars from driving on the path. His near accident was a signal to all others to slow down and make an easy transition onto the bike path. It also signaled the need to remain slow and to share the path with walkers, families with strollers, dogs, small kids on bikes with training wheels, and joggers. The whole pack relaxed and enjoyed the 12 mile per hour pace saying hello and good morning to all they encountered. Kevin took a quick read on his odometer to see what the average pace had been for the first 40 miles, and noticed 17 mph as the average. That is fabulous for the distance and the number of hills presented in the day’s route. At one point on the bike path it travels thru a tunnel under Highway 55. It is in this tunnel that the young “SPIRIT” of the riders is expressed as each shouts at the top of their lungs a “Primordial Scream of the Conquer”. Everyone’s ears were ringing as they exited the other end of the tunnel, each having added to the decibel count. Everyone traversed the various narrow spots of the bike path without issue. Steve and his Son Eric pulled off the path as it passed within feet of their house. “Great Ride Guys, See you next weekend” as they waved and made their turn to home. The remaining navigational maneuvers had the pack leaving the path onto Davis drive then onto Waldo Rood where “Down Hill Racer” said his goodbye prior to the turn onto Cary Parkway. The pack rode safely down Cary Parkway and into the parking lot at Brueggers. The “Thorns” were already there having charged well ahead. They had elected to follow much of the same route however did not do the cool down on the bike path but rather continued to attack each other on additional hills of Wimberly, Jenks, Holt, and the ugly hill on Jenks Carpenter Road before turning onto High House and the downhill attack that always takes place there.
Comment from Sheila Augustine a "Rose" turned "Stem"
She recalls eariler letting the ride leader know of her desire to step it up but with a contraint.
Sheila was heard at the start saying
"I can't do 50 miles today - i have a time issue"
In the end she commented
"turns out we rode so fast 16-17 mph (not exact) that we were back in time!!
thanks "
So the major difference between the “Thorns” and the “Stems” are as follows:
The “Thorns” hate to wait
The “Thorns” love to attack
The “Thorns” must be controlled at the start of the ride or no one will ever see them until the end
The “Thorns” anticipate every green light, and will shoot through intersections timing their safe passage between cars, and assuming everyone else is looking out for themselves
The “Thorns” love hills and love to dance to the top as quick as possible
The “Thorns” only stop when “GOG” tells them to.
The “Thorns” take no prisoners
The “Thorns” keep score of who is first to the top, or the county line, or city limits
The “Thorns” will tolerate the “Stems” if they have to or until “GOG” turns them loose.
The “Thorns” will chitchat with everyone (only to judge how winded the others are so they can plan their attack against them)
The “Thorns” view 50 miles as a warm-up or recovery level ride.
The “Thorns” know during the ride how many watts they produce and how that is comparing with their heart rate
The “Thorns” never tire
The “Thorns” are plagued at the end of the ride thinking they need to do more miles.
The “Stems” all start out thinking they are “Thorns”
The “Stems” do not chit chat much (they are usually too winded)
The “Stems” are slower at the start of the ride
The “Stems” are not as quick to clip in and take off from stoplights
The “Stems” rarely recognize when an attack is being mounted
The “Stems” suck rear wheels for as long as possible, and as close as possible
The “Stems” fatigue with miles and speed being the contributing factors
The “Stems” accept hills as an element of a good ride and work to not fall below 9 mph on any climb other than LYSTRA.
The “Stems” need rest stops.
The “stems” usually ask each other at the end of the ride how far they went and what the pace was.
The “Stems” usually finish the ride 2 – 3 mph slower on average than the “Thorns” (who could have gone even faster but “GOG” didn’t turn them loose soon enough).
The “Stems” all feel great about their accomplishments and how much they continue to improve.
The “Roses” are consistent in their mission and objectives for riding.
The “Roses” love to start out riding at a pace that allows for casual conversation.
The “Roses” feel good just to be out in the fresh air and to be exercising
The “Roses” possess an untainted SPIRIT of the rides. To stay safe, enjoy each other’s company, and to not take it too seriously.
IT is the intent of these rides to support the goals and objectives of all who bless the group with their presence. We hope you all enjoy the rides and continue to make this a dynamic group and help each other improve to the levels desired.
Remember it is all about the banter and not about the bike.
Saturday, June 06, 2009
Sunday, May 31, 2009
End of May weekend rides
Saturday May 30
Those in attendance:
Representing the Roses
Theresa Smit
Traci Clanton
Beth Gonzales
Lori Brogden
Sheila Augustine
Representing the Thorns and Stems
Jeffery Roussel – “Down Hill Racer”
Todd Spain – “TriTodd”
Josh Carter – “Moving Violation”
Doug Augustine
Rion Augusine
Tom Plant
Ron Clanton
Bill Roberts – first time with the group
Dwight Mouton SP – introduced to the group through Steve Sparano - first time back on the bike after a bad crash last season
Jeff Giordano – introduced to the group Through Steve Sparano
Ernest Davis – getting in shape for Blood Sweat and Gears
Tim Devinney – “Fast Tim” – “The Love Train”
Kevin Smit – “GOG”
Those doing the 3 mountain climb near mount airy
Steve Cope – “Capn Carbon”
Jim Palistrant
Dayn – McBee
Susanne McBee
The weather was perfect for a bike ride, and with the earlier start the temperatures were mild through out the ride.
The pack took some extra time getting ready, as there were several new faces to be introduced.
The pack was off and flowed through the backside of Brueggers and onto High House for a short distance prior to diving into the Preston neighborhood. The Roses were quick to fall off the pace as the Thorns and Stems rode together through and then out of Preston.
Kevin directed the pack to make a right turn onto Lewis Stevens with the intent to ride behind Green Hope High School. This section of road is hillier and dotted with many parked cars. This would be used to keep the early pace down and the group held together. Kevin was also hopeful that without Steve Cope the group would settle into an organized pace line at a comfortable average speed of 17 mph. This would allow the Thorns and Stems to ride the entire route without splintering into two packs.
Just as the group road past the backside of Green Hope TriTodd announced he had just received his 30th flat tire for the season. All in the group stopped and waited for him to change his tire. This was also were Rion demonstrated the proper slow fall technique for when you are unable to pull your foot out of the peddles in time. All witnessed the technique and Rion received high marks for the slow motion action and the choice he made of falling away from traffic and onto soft grass. Well Done.
After a quick tire change the pack was off again directed to stay the coarse straight ahead on down Lewis Stevens and towards Miami Blvd. The pace was well maintained at 15 mph until Josh “Moving Violation” pushed his way through the pack and to the front. Once Josh was at the front the entire pack found the pace jumped to 19 mph.
So much for maintaining control.
The group continued to press as all made the left turn onto Old Raleigh-Durham Road and then the turn onto Miami. Another left turn at Emperor Blvd and Miami had the pack still together and at a reasonable pace back down around 17 mph. Then with the left turn onto Davis the group exploded into two with one group pressing well over 20 mph leaving others like “GOG”, Rion, Doug, Ron, and Ernest to wonder who it was that sent everyone else into a break away.
The “Love Train” was the first to the next intersection at Kit Creek and made the right turn with such confidence that all others followed without question. The pack all sat up and waited by coasting until all riders were reunited at the intersection of 55 and Alston. This lasted only long enough for everyone to make the next turn onto Alston with the group attacking each other on the short climbs to Old Kelley Chapel.
The pack clearly needed to be splintered with half the group ready to be turned loose to attack each other on the hills of Old Kelley and the other half needing to work together to encourage one another to make the climbs. The traffic was beginning to build as the morning unfolded. All cars and trucks on the days ride were providing for a safe passing experience. The group continued to splinter as the “Thorns” attacked but did not destroy each other, and the “Stems” each did a solo effort to make each climb.
A short stop at the top of Old Kelley and 751 allowed “GOG” to warn everyone of the expected increase in traffic and to also let the “Thorns” know of the next turn at Stage Coach. “GOG” was not part of the “Thorns” on the days ride and was looking for someone in that group he could anoint as the “Thorns” ride leader. This would allow that group to put the hammer down without having to constantly stop or circle to wait on the “Stems”.
The “Thorns” needed no further permission and even without a formal ride leader they took off like bullets from a machine gun towards the next turn on 751 and Stage Coach. The “stems” formed a single file pace line to allow for the heavier traffic and to work together on the hills.
Once at the corner of Stage Coach the “Thorns” were seen slowing only for an instant to ensure the “Stems” were still on their bikes. At that point “GOG” jumped the gap between the two groups and zoomed to the lead rider of the “Thorns” “OK TriTodd, you are now the ride leader of the Thorns, Take them from here on in, You can throw Lystra, or Big Woods, or both, or whatever you choose at these riders”. “You OK with taking the lead?”. Kevin directed and then asked. “Will Do” replied TriTodd. With that Kevin slowly faded back to the “Stems” to let them know they would be turning the “Thorns” Loose while the “Stems” would maintain a more reasonable 17 – 19 mph pace.
There were no arguments from either group.
The split did not fully form during the run on Stage Coach. The two groups actually melded into one up to and thru the two left turns that were required to navigate from Stage Coach and onto Old Farrington.
Once onto Old Farrington and at the base of its first climb the split became permanent. The “Thorns” scampered on up the hill and were quickly out of sight of the “Stems”. Those forming the “Thorns” included; TriTodd, Bill, Josh (moving violation), Jeffery (down hill Racer), The Love Train, Tom Plant, and Dwight Mouton.
The “Stems” consisted of; “GOG”, Ron, Doug, Rion, Ernest, and Jeff Giordano. This group rode a very controlled pace and remained together working in the pack to keep everyone in tow. The pace set by the “Stems” on Old Farrington fluttered between 17 and 19 mph. With each rider concentrating on the pace line work there was little if any conversation. As the miles on Farrington rolled by the “Stems” began to see individual riders in the distance. These were splintered “Thorns” who had fallen off the pace line and were now stuck in no man’s land riding solo.
These two solo riders were absorbed into the “Stems” at the intersection of Old Farrington and Farrington Post road. Both Tom Plant and Dwight Mouton were welcomed into the “Stems” pace line as they turned towards the rest stop at the Gas Station at Lystra and Farrington. The “Stems” were growing and the “Thorns” were shedding.
Once at the Gas Station the “Stems” found another contingency from the “Thorns”. Waiting there were Jeffery Roussel (Down Hill Racer), Josh Carter (Moving Violation), and Tim Divinney (The Love Train). Missing were Todd Spain (TriTodd), and Bill Roberts.
Apparently there was a split in the “Thorns” desire to do more miles or head for home.
After a brief rest and a long Bio Break by Rion the two groups were ready to head out.
Josh (Moving Violation), Jeffery (Down Hill Racer), and Tim (The Love Train) all elected to do more miles that included a run up Jack Benet and a fast downhill run on Lystra. The others: Kevin (GOG), Doug, Rion, Ron, Jeff G, Tom, and Dwight all elected to head for home as direct and with as few hills as possible.
“GOG” led out the pack that was headed for home. He pulled the entire length of Farrington from Lystra to Lake Jordan. As he passed by Martha Chapel it was clear he had his sights set on pushing towards and then up “Kevin’s Crawl”. Normally when the pack reaches that point in the ride the pace is down around 15 mph which allows Kevin to then produce a slow build in speed during the incline. On today’s ride the pack hit the bottom of “Kevin’s Crawl” the pace was already 20 mph which is usually the max reached during the climb. Kevin needed to dig deep if he was to ramp up the pace as the climb was just beginning to unfold. “GOG” found some secret energy as he pulled the group along cresting the climb at 23 mph. Best effort yet for the old man on “Kevin’s Crawl”.
A short pause by the group at the turn onto Holland Chapel was followed by a smooth pace line with a very consistent 19 mph. The pack then made the quick right and left at the end of Holland Chapel putting them onto Luter Shop road at the Strawberry patch.
Again the group worked to form a protective pace line allowing all to cover the ground at the 17 to 19 mph pace. As the county Line loomed ahead “GOG” pulled out of his position in the draft and announced “Race to the County Line – Just where the pavement changes color”. Then he jumped on the pedals to entice any and all who may want to join in the fun. The only other person to accept the challenge was Dwight who fell into position just behind “GOG”. With only 50 ft to the county line “GOG” was fully spun out and looking to shift to the next big gear as Dwight’s front tire drifted passed to take the win. “GOG” had hit 32 mph in his short sprint attempt only to lose in the last few feet.
Once the sprint was over the two riders settled back into the pace line to finish the run down Luter Shop and then onto Green Hope High School road. Once onto Green Hope High School road Kevin asked Doug to take the group on to the finish as he was going to circle back to see that Ron and Ernest were OK since the two had fallen off the pace line.
Kevin did not have to travel back very far as he quickly spied the two riders riding side-by-side chit chatting and enjoying the last few miles towards the finish. Kevin hooked up with these two and rode with them to the railroad crossing were they met up with the group being led by Doug. The pack now back together all rode the last 3 miles to the finish.
The “Thorns” were still out on the road as the “Stems” completed 43 miles at a solid 16+ mph pace. It was later learned that the “Thorns” completed 48 miles at a 17+ pace. The group also learned that on the run down Lystra “The Love Train” blew past “Down Hill Racer” who was maxed out at 46 mph. “The Love Train” apparently hit 49 mph at that point.
The Roses did 36 miles at a strong 15 + mph pace and are looking to step it up a notch and are considering joining the “Stems” on the next rides.
Sunday May 31.
Those in attendance
Theresa Smit
Kevin Smit – “GOG”
Steve Cope – “Capn Carbon” – back from Saturdays 3 mountain climb ride
Jim Palistrant – also back from Saturdays 3 mountain climb ride
Josh Carter – “Moving Violation”
Tim Devinney – “The Love Train”
Doug Augustine
Sheila Augustine
Carrie Zelna
Don Zelna
Sara Matetowsky – another Triassolete – who did very well in her first Triathlon.
Emil Velasquez – first time with the group – and Sara’s neighbor
Patti Lewis
Paul Lewis – fist time with the group
Lori Brogden
Kirsten Hawkins – Joined up with the pack in Preston
Laura Spell
As the Group assembled they were enlightened with the Saturday 3 Mountain assault results. “Capn Carbon” had a monster ride completing the distance of 70ish miles and 3 large assents in 4hrs and 5 min. He completed the event in 6th or 9th place but was in 3rd at the bottom of the last and most challenging climb up Mount Pilot when he cramped and had to stop to take on fluids.
Jim Palistrant was pleased with his performance, however when he learned of “Capn’s” performance he was heard muttering “I have a long way to go to match your skill”.
We also learned the Dayne and Suzanne McBee road as a team and did very well. Please make sure you ask each of them separately how they did and how they liked the ride.
It was announced by Kevin that everyone was planning to ride (start) together for as long as possible and that the ride would be considered a recovery ride.
Everyone listened and accepted this information as the truth. They were all also looking at the sky as it was threatening Rain. “The rain will stay north of us and we will head south past Apex”, “If it does start to drizzle you may need to position yourselves just outside the rear wheel of the person ahead of you to avoid being drowned by the spray”, “Please do not overlap the persons rear wheel with your front tire” was the next set of instructions from “GOG”.
Enough preaching from the ride leader and the pack was off out of the parking lot and into the Preston Neighborhood. It was at the top of the first climb were the group was joined by Kirsten who had timed her start to join the pack at that spot.
As the group continued the route thru Preston Lori was asking others to see if her bike was set up correctly for her. She has been having some knee pain, which is a sign that minor adjustments maybe needed for a better fit. It is debatable if the seat needs to be lowered, and the seat shifted very slightly forward. It was also suggested that Lori peddle more with her heals down rather than in a tippy toe fashion. If she elects to adjust the seat height it would be best to not lower it more than a ¼ inch at first, then ride it for a while before adjusting any more.
At the same time it was noticed that Don Zelna could likely raise his seat ever so slightly to allow for fuller peddle stroke.
As the pack rolled out of Preston they all made the left turn off of Lewis Stevens towards High House and the run towards Holt road and then Apex. The long climb up to Holt on Jenks Carpenter scattered the bikers as each struggled with this early climb. A short pause to let the pack reassemble and the group was directed to make a left onto Holt towards Apex. Still no rain as the pack continued to head south away from the dark clouds to the north. As the pack closed in on Davis and N Salem road Lori told Kevin that she would likely turn back early do to her knee pain, and that she was feeling the effects of Saturdays ride with the Roses. He made sure she had a cell phone with her in case she ran into mechanical issues and that she knew her way home. She assured him she would be fine and said she would let them know when she peels off.
The pack was now rolling into Apex and the lousy pothole filled road of N Salem. A single file draft line allowed the group to pick up speed resulting in several riders being strung out at the end of the line. “GOG” was near the front and was looking in his mirror to see if all were accounted for. As he reached a stoplight in the center of town he realized that Lori was not with the pack. Theresa and a group of cyclists rolled past Kevin as he continued to wait for the tail end of the pace line. Theresa attempted to yell to him that Lori had already elected to peel off and head for home, however Kevin did not hear this (old age and loss of hearing the likely cause). After waiting another minute or two Kevin elected to turn back and ride towards any trailing riders. He rode to the edge of Apex without seeing anyone. Deciding Lori must have headed for home Kevin now turned back towards the planed route and pushed to see if he could bridge the gap to the other riders. In the distance he could see Theresa who apparently was now waiting on him to tell him that Lori had turned back – DUH.
Kevin and Theresa now stopped at the light on Salem and Highway 55 with no other riders in sight and the rain beginning to wet the road. At the green light the two riders headed for Tingen and the expected fast pace it always produces. Up over the railroad tracks signaling the start of Tingen, the two riders saw a large pack of cyclists sitting on their bikes in the school parking lot to the right. The pack had pulled up waiting for all to arrive. This would allow for a large fast pace line to be formed resulting in high speeds for all to enjoy. Theresa slowed to take a place in the pack as Kevin continued on down Tingen maintaining his speed. “What, are we not going to ride due to the rain” he taunted the other riders as he slid past their location.
The usual suspects jumped immediately to swallow up Kevin and to take control of the pace. The pack scurried as best it could resulting in a degree of controlled chaos that slowed the formation of the draft line for a brief moment. Sensing this at the front of the pace line the ride leaders continued to maintain speed until the pack had sorted itself out and all were now in a position to hang on as best they could. The pace continued to build with speeds reaching 29 mph. Many remained in tow, as each rider is getting much better in the technique of drafting.
As Tingen becomes Woods Creek road the flat fast section of road now transforms into undulating hills, some short and steep, others long and gradual. It is here that the pack is always splintered with the strongest riders attacking on each rise in the road. The rain had already let up at this point but the road was still damp.
Each rider was left to do their own style of hill climbing and to get to the next intersection as best they could.
At the corner of Woods Creek and Friendship the riders were allowed to regroup as those that got there first also got the longest rest.
“OK” “Thorns you are free to go and do your own thing” “I will take the Stems on a more gentle pace from here”, “The route from here is the same one we did last time it rained on us”, “make the left here onto Friendship, at the T intersection make the right onto New Hill Holliman, then look for Tody Goodwin on the left half way up a climb on the curve and take that left onto Tody Goodwin”, “Then at the next T intersection turn right onto Beaver Dam and take it to the gas station at Wilson Ville”, “From there take it on home any way you choose”, “Steve you got that” was the information provided by “GOG” to the “Thorns” and their newly anointed ride leader “Capn Carbon”.
“Also everybody there is a down hill and bridge just up ahead that has bad pot holes and a lip in the road at the bridge, please go thru there carefully, also just before the stop sign at the T intersection is another patch of bad pot holes”, Kevin went on to explain.
“How far are we planning to ride” was a question from within the pack. “I am estimating 40 ish miles” was “GOG’s “ reply. “Some Recovery Ride” was Theresa’s response.
The “Thorns” consisting of “Capn Carbon”, “Down Hill Racer”, “Moving Violation”, “The Love Train’, Emil, Sara, Don, and Carrie needed no more rest and jumped on the peddles. At the same time the “Stems” continued to think about getting back into the saddle.
Jim Palistrant elected to turn right and head directly for home having accomplished all he was looking for in a recovery ride.
The group was now down one “Thorn”, and one “Rose/Stem”.
The “Thorns” were already out of site before the “Stems” began their run down Friendship.
“So what is your definition of a Recovery Ride” Doug asked Kevin.
“Well I would expect maybe the same mileage but at a much gentler pace” was his reply. Looking at the speedometer the group had been averaging just under 15 mph so Kevin was confident that he had so far engineered a good recovery ride, knowing he was also pushing the “Roses” to ride further and faster than they normally do. His intent was to help them step it up a notch to build their conditioning and confidence.
At the corner of Friendship and New Hill Holleman Patty asked if there was a short cut they could take to reduce the mileage some. Paul had not been on his bike for years and was beginning to fade slightly. Kevin considered this request and said “Yes, we can ride past the turn onto Tody Goodwin and get you and Paul to the spot you do your Monday morning rides, from there you can cross over Highway 64 and then take Jenks on back to the start, that will knock off about 4 miles from the planned route”. “The rest can then still turn from there and hook up with the original planned rout further down Tody Goodwin” Kevin went on to inform the group.
With this new information the pack of “Stems” consisting of “GOG”, Theresa, Patty, Paul, Doug, Sheila, Laura, and Kirsten all headed onto New Hill Holleman as the rain was again beginning to dampen the roads. The pace was maintained with all in tow as the riders road single file on this busy section of road. Just as the group reached the next major intersection “GOG” recognized yet a better short cut home for Patty and Paul.
“If you guys want a great short cut that will put you home in 4 – 6 miles from here then turn right here onto old Highway 1 and it dumps you right back in the heart of Apex without any hills” Kevin chirped with delight.
Patty and Paul thanked him for that great information and headed towards home on old Highway One.
The rest of the pack now down two more “Stems” rode on across Old Highway one and towards the original destination of Tody Goodwin and beyond. The “Stems” were now down 3 riders in total from the days start. The group worked hard to stay together in a draft line, however even with their best efforts several took turns falling off the back especially when the road began to expose additional hills to the group. Tody Goodwin was ridden at sustained speeds of 19 mph which is difficult in itself but with the rough pavement making it even more challenging. The group did not stop as they swung into the right turn onto Beaver Dam road and charged forward the remaining 2 miles to the rest stop at the gas station at Highway 64 (Wilson Ville).
As the “Stems” glided to a stop at the gas station they were met by a bike group who had started their ride at Salt Box Village doing 50 miles, and the “Thorns” who were now fully rested and ready for more fun on the bike. Carrie Zelna was still smiling and busy chit chatting with anyone and everyone. She is a female version of the group’s social chairman “Capn Carbon”.
“What way are you heading back?” “Capn Carbon” asked “GOG”.
“I figure we will go back the most direct and flattest possible, which means turning at Holland Chapel” was “GOG’s” response.
“I have never done LYSTRA” Don Zelna informed the group.
Clearly he had not yet been challenged by the pace or distance the “Thorns” were doing.
“We just may have to throw LYSTRA into the Mix” taunted “Capn Carbon”.
“Any of the Thorns want to join us for the last few miles is welcomed to do so” announced “GOG”. Emil did not need any further invitation, and “The Love Train”, and “Down Hill Racer” gave it some consideration.
“We going to lollygag all day or ride” bellowed the “Thorns” leader as he mounted his bike. And just that quick his rag tag band of “Thorns” fell in line.
Others elected to wave goodbye in order to provide for a well-deserved rest and bio break.
Once all “Stems” were fully hydrated the group moved towards the stop light that would provide safe passage across Highway 64 and onto Farrington road. “Green Light”, “Yellow Light” shouted Kevin as he and half the “Stems” jumped across the intersection, only to scoot past as the light was now red preventing the rest of the “Stems” from following suit. After a long wait the next green allowed the remaining “Stems” the opportunity to join Kevin and the others who were all waiting on the other side of the road. Back together the “Stems” were now up 1 but down two overall, having had 3 head for home earlier.
The pace line formed once more allowing for speeds again to reach 19 mph as the pack made its way to the turn onto Holland Chapel road. As the pack made the turn the pace slowed briefly allowing all to take a drink from water bottles. Then slowly the pack fell back into a tight formation and the pace once again began to build back to the 19 mph range. This pattern of riding continued thru the turn at the Strawberry Patch and well down Luter Shop Road. The only exception was again at the County Line where it is mandatory to sprint for the County Line. The only two who took up that challenge were Doug Augustine and “GOG” with the two battling it out at over 30 mph. The Victory went to “GOG” with Doug hot on his heals.
The ride then continued on to familiar Cary Roads to the dismount and walking of bikes across the railroad tracks in front of Green Hope High School.
The last 4 miles now lay ahead with Kirsten peeling off from the pack at Lewis Stevens so she could ride back into Preston were she had joined the ride. The rest of the “Stems” now down by 1 finished the days “RECOVERY” ride having ridden 43 miles at just under 16 mph. The group had actually ridden the second half of the ride must faster resulting in increasing their average speed form under 15 to just under 16 mph for the days ride.
Well done “Roses/Stems”.
The “Thorns” were already at the finish having done 45 miles at close to 17 mph pace. The “Thorns” had ridden past Holland Chapel and elected to push hard up Martha’s Chapel for their finish route home.
A great day of biking even with the threat of Rain.
Those in attendance:
Representing the Roses
Theresa Smit
Traci Clanton
Beth Gonzales
Lori Brogden
Sheila Augustine
Representing the Thorns and Stems
Jeffery Roussel – “Down Hill Racer”
Todd Spain – “TriTodd”
Josh Carter – “Moving Violation”
Doug Augustine
Rion Augusine
Tom Plant
Ron Clanton
Bill Roberts – first time with the group
Dwight Mouton SP – introduced to the group through Steve Sparano - first time back on the bike after a bad crash last season
Jeff Giordano – introduced to the group Through Steve Sparano
Ernest Davis – getting in shape for Blood Sweat and Gears
Tim Devinney – “Fast Tim” – “The Love Train”
Kevin Smit – “GOG”
Those doing the 3 mountain climb near mount airy
Steve Cope – “Capn Carbon”
Jim Palistrant
Dayn – McBee
Susanne McBee
The weather was perfect for a bike ride, and with the earlier start the temperatures were mild through out the ride.
The pack took some extra time getting ready, as there were several new faces to be introduced.
The pack was off and flowed through the backside of Brueggers and onto High House for a short distance prior to diving into the Preston neighborhood. The Roses were quick to fall off the pace as the Thorns and Stems rode together through and then out of Preston.
Kevin directed the pack to make a right turn onto Lewis Stevens with the intent to ride behind Green Hope High School. This section of road is hillier and dotted with many parked cars. This would be used to keep the early pace down and the group held together. Kevin was also hopeful that without Steve Cope the group would settle into an organized pace line at a comfortable average speed of 17 mph. This would allow the Thorns and Stems to ride the entire route without splintering into two packs.
Just as the group road past the backside of Green Hope TriTodd announced he had just received his 30th flat tire for the season. All in the group stopped and waited for him to change his tire. This was also were Rion demonstrated the proper slow fall technique for when you are unable to pull your foot out of the peddles in time. All witnessed the technique and Rion received high marks for the slow motion action and the choice he made of falling away from traffic and onto soft grass. Well Done.
After a quick tire change the pack was off again directed to stay the coarse straight ahead on down Lewis Stevens and towards Miami Blvd. The pace was well maintained at 15 mph until Josh “Moving Violation” pushed his way through the pack and to the front. Once Josh was at the front the entire pack found the pace jumped to 19 mph.
So much for maintaining control.
The group continued to press as all made the left turn onto Old Raleigh-Durham Road and then the turn onto Miami. Another left turn at Emperor Blvd and Miami had the pack still together and at a reasonable pace back down around 17 mph. Then with the left turn onto Davis the group exploded into two with one group pressing well over 20 mph leaving others like “GOG”, Rion, Doug, Ron, and Ernest to wonder who it was that sent everyone else into a break away.
The “Love Train” was the first to the next intersection at Kit Creek and made the right turn with such confidence that all others followed without question. The pack all sat up and waited by coasting until all riders were reunited at the intersection of 55 and Alston. This lasted only long enough for everyone to make the next turn onto Alston with the group attacking each other on the short climbs to Old Kelley Chapel.
The pack clearly needed to be splintered with half the group ready to be turned loose to attack each other on the hills of Old Kelley and the other half needing to work together to encourage one another to make the climbs. The traffic was beginning to build as the morning unfolded. All cars and trucks on the days ride were providing for a safe passing experience. The group continued to splinter as the “Thorns” attacked but did not destroy each other, and the “Stems” each did a solo effort to make each climb.
A short stop at the top of Old Kelley and 751 allowed “GOG” to warn everyone of the expected increase in traffic and to also let the “Thorns” know of the next turn at Stage Coach. “GOG” was not part of the “Thorns” on the days ride and was looking for someone in that group he could anoint as the “Thorns” ride leader. This would allow that group to put the hammer down without having to constantly stop or circle to wait on the “Stems”.
The “Thorns” needed no further permission and even without a formal ride leader they took off like bullets from a machine gun towards the next turn on 751 and Stage Coach. The “stems” formed a single file pace line to allow for the heavier traffic and to work together on the hills.
Once at the corner of Stage Coach the “Thorns” were seen slowing only for an instant to ensure the “Stems” were still on their bikes. At that point “GOG” jumped the gap between the two groups and zoomed to the lead rider of the “Thorns” “OK TriTodd, you are now the ride leader of the Thorns, Take them from here on in, You can throw Lystra, or Big Woods, or both, or whatever you choose at these riders”. “You OK with taking the lead?”. Kevin directed and then asked. “Will Do” replied TriTodd. With that Kevin slowly faded back to the “Stems” to let them know they would be turning the “Thorns” Loose while the “Stems” would maintain a more reasonable 17 – 19 mph pace.
There were no arguments from either group.
The split did not fully form during the run on Stage Coach. The two groups actually melded into one up to and thru the two left turns that were required to navigate from Stage Coach and onto Old Farrington.
Once onto Old Farrington and at the base of its first climb the split became permanent. The “Thorns” scampered on up the hill and were quickly out of sight of the “Stems”. Those forming the “Thorns” included; TriTodd, Bill, Josh (moving violation), Jeffery (down hill Racer), The Love Train, Tom Plant, and Dwight Mouton.
The “Stems” consisted of; “GOG”, Ron, Doug, Rion, Ernest, and Jeff Giordano. This group rode a very controlled pace and remained together working in the pack to keep everyone in tow. The pace set by the “Stems” on Old Farrington fluttered between 17 and 19 mph. With each rider concentrating on the pace line work there was little if any conversation. As the miles on Farrington rolled by the “Stems” began to see individual riders in the distance. These were splintered “Thorns” who had fallen off the pace line and were now stuck in no man’s land riding solo.
These two solo riders were absorbed into the “Stems” at the intersection of Old Farrington and Farrington Post road. Both Tom Plant and Dwight Mouton were welcomed into the “Stems” pace line as they turned towards the rest stop at the Gas Station at Lystra and Farrington. The “Stems” were growing and the “Thorns” were shedding.
Once at the Gas Station the “Stems” found another contingency from the “Thorns”. Waiting there were Jeffery Roussel (Down Hill Racer), Josh Carter (Moving Violation), and Tim Divinney (The Love Train). Missing were Todd Spain (TriTodd), and Bill Roberts.
Apparently there was a split in the “Thorns” desire to do more miles or head for home.
After a brief rest and a long Bio Break by Rion the two groups were ready to head out.
Josh (Moving Violation), Jeffery (Down Hill Racer), and Tim (The Love Train) all elected to do more miles that included a run up Jack Benet and a fast downhill run on Lystra. The others: Kevin (GOG), Doug, Rion, Ron, Jeff G, Tom, and Dwight all elected to head for home as direct and with as few hills as possible.
“GOG” led out the pack that was headed for home. He pulled the entire length of Farrington from Lystra to Lake Jordan. As he passed by Martha Chapel it was clear he had his sights set on pushing towards and then up “Kevin’s Crawl”. Normally when the pack reaches that point in the ride the pace is down around 15 mph which allows Kevin to then produce a slow build in speed during the incline. On today’s ride the pack hit the bottom of “Kevin’s Crawl” the pace was already 20 mph which is usually the max reached during the climb. Kevin needed to dig deep if he was to ramp up the pace as the climb was just beginning to unfold. “GOG” found some secret energy as he pulled the group along cresting the climb at 23 mph. Best effort yet for the old man on “Kevin’s Crawl”.
A short pause by the group at the turn onto Holland Chapel was followed by a smooth pace line with a very consistent 19 mph. The pack then made the quick right and left at the end of Holland Chapel putting them onto Luter Shop road at the Strawberry patch.
Again the group worked to form a protective pace line allowing all to cover the ground at the 17 to 19 mph pace. As the county Line loomed ahead “GOG” pulled out of his position in the draft and announced “Race to the County Line – Just where the pavement changes color”. Then he jumped on the pedals to entice any and all who may want to join in the fun. The only other person to accept the challenge was Dwight who fell into position just behind “GOG”. With only 50 ft to the county line “GOG” was fully spun out and looking to shift to the next big gear as Dwight’s front tire drifted passed to take the win. “GOG” had hit 32 mph in his short sprint attempt only to lose in the last few feet.
Once the sprint was over the two riders settled back into the pace line to finish the run down Luter Shop and then onto Green Hope High School road. Once onto Green Hope High School road Kevin asked Doug to take the group on to the finish as he was going to circle back to see that Ron and Ernest were OK since the two had fallen off the pace line.
Kevin did not have to travel back very far as he quickly spied the two riders riding side-by-side chit chatting and enjoying the last few miles towards the finish. Kevin hooked up with these two and rode with them to the railroad crossing were they met up with the group being led by Doug. The pack now back together all rode the last 3 miles to the finish.
The “Thorns” were still out on the road as the “Stems” completed 43 miles at a solid 16+ mph pace. It was later learned that the “Thorns” completed 48 miles at a 17+ pace. The group also learned that on the run down Lystra “The Love Train” blew past “Down Hill Racer” who was maxed out at 46 mph. “The Love Train” apparently hit 49 mph at that point.
The Roses did 36 miles at a strong 15 + mph pace and are looking to step it up a notch and are considering joining the “Stems” on the next rides.
Sunday May 31.
Those in attendance
Theresa Smit
Kevin Smit – “GOG”
Steve Cope – “Capn Carbon” – back from Saturdays 3 mountain climb ride
Jim Palistrant – also back from Saturdays 3 mountain climb ride
Josh Carter – “Moving Violation”
Tim Devinney – “The Love Train”
Doug Augustine
Sheila Augustine
Carrie Zelna
Don Zelna
Sara Matetowsky – another Triassolete – who did very well in her first Triathlon.
Emil Velasquez – first time with the group – and Sara’s neighbor
Patti Lewis
Paul Lewis – fist time with the group
Lori Brogden
Kirsten Hawkins – Joined up with the pack in Preston
Laura Spell
As the Group assembled they were enlightened with the Saturday 3 Mountain assault results. “Capn Carbon” had a monster ride completing the distance of 70ish miles and 3 large assents in 4hrs and 5 min. He completed the event in 6th or 9th place but was in 3rd at the bottom of the last and most challenging climb up Mount Pilot when he cramped and had to stop to take on fluids.
Jim Palistrant was pleased with his performance, however when he learned of “Capn’s” performance he was heard muttering “I have a long way to go to match your skill”.
We also learned the Dayne and Suzanne McBee road as a team and did very well. Please make sure you ask each of them separately how they did and how they liked the ride.
It was announced by Kevin that everyone was planning to ride (start) together for as long as possible and that the ride would be considered a recovery ride.
Everyone listened and accepted this information as the truth. They were all also looking at the sky as it was threatening Rain. “The rain will stay north of us and we will head south past Apex”, “If it does start to drizzle you may need to position yourselves just outside the rear wheel of the person ahead of you to avoid being drowned by the spray”, “Please do not overlap the persons rear wheel with your front tire” was the next set of instructions from “GOG”.
Enough preaching from the ride leader and the pack was off out of the parking lot and into the Preston Neighborhood. It was at the top of the first climb were the group was joined by Kirsten who had timed her start to join the pack at that spot.
As the group continued the route thru Preston Lori was asking others to see if her bike was set up correctly for her. She has been having some knee pain, which is a sign that minor adjustments maybe needed for a better fit. It is debatable if the seat needs to be lowered, and the seat shifted very slightly forward. It was also suggested that Lori peddle more with her heals down rather than in a tippy toe fashion. If she elects to adjust the seat height it would be best to not lower it more than a ¼ inch at first, then ride it for a while before adjusting any more.
At the same time it was noticed that Don Zelna could likely raise his seat ever so slightly to allow for fuller peddle stroke.
As the pack rolled out of Preston they all made the left turn off of Lewis Stevens towards High House and the run towards Holt road and then Apex. The long climb up to Holt on Jenks Carpenter scattered the bikers as each struggled with this early climb. A short pause to let the pack reassemble and the group was directed to make a left onto Holt towards Apex. Still no rain as the pack continued to head south away from the dark clouds to the north. As the pack closed in on Davis and N Salem road Lori told Kevin that she would likely turn back early do to her knee pain, and that she was feeling the effects of Saturdays ride with the Roses. He made sure she had a cell phone with her in case she ran into mechanical issues and that she knew her way home. She assured him she would be fine and said she would let them know when she peels off.
The pack was now rolling into Apex and the lousy pothole filled road of N Salem. A single file draft line allowed the group to pick up speed resulting in several riders being strung out at the end of the line. “GOG” was near the front and was looking in his mirror to see if all were accounted for. As he reached a stoplight in the center of town he realized that Lori was not with the pack. Theresa and a group of cyclists rolled past Kevin as he continued to wait for the tail end of the pace line. Theresa attempted to yell to him that Lori had already elected to peel off and head for home, however Kevin did not hear this (old age and loss of hearing the likely cause). After waiting another minute or two Kevin elected to turn back and ride towards any trailing riders. He rode to the edge of Apex without seeing anyone. Deciding Lori must have headed for home Kevin now turned back towards the planed route and pushed to see if he could bridge the gap to the other riders. In the distance he could see Theresa who apparently was now waiting on him to tell him that Lori had turned back – DUH.
Kevin and Theresa now stopped at the light on Salem and Highway 55 with no other riders in sight and the rain beginning to wet the road. At the green light the two riders headed for Tingen and the expected fast pace it always produces. Up over the railroad tracks signaling the start of Tingen, the two riders saw a large pack of cyclists sitting on their bikes in the school parking lot to the right. The pack had pulled up waiting for all to arrive. This would allow for a large fast pace line to be formed resulting in high speeds for all to enjoy. Theresa slowed to take a place in the pack as Kevin continued on down Tingen maintaining his speed. “What, are we not going to ride due to the rain” he taunted the other riders as he slid past their location.
The usual suspects jumped immediately to swallow up Kevin and to take control of the pace. The pack scurried as best it could resulting in a degree of controlled chaos that slowed the formation of the draft line for a brief moment. Sensing this at the front of the pace line the ride leaders continued to maintain speed until the pack had sorted itself out and all were now in a position to hang on as best they could. The pace continued to build with speeds reaching 29 mph. Many remained in tow, as each rider is getting much better in the technique of drafting.
As Tingen becomes Woods Creek road the flat fast section of road now transforms into undulating hills, some short and steep, others long and gradual. It is here that the pack is always splintered with the strongest riders attacking on each rise in the road. The rain had already let up at this point but the road was still damp.
Each rider was left to do their own style of hill climbing and to get to the next intersection as best they could.
At the corner of Woods Creek and Friendship the riders were allowed to regroup as those that got there first also got the longest rest.
“OK” “Thorns you are free to go and do your own thing” “I will take the Stems on a more gentle pace from here”, “The route from here is the same one we did last time it rained on us”, “make the left here onto Friendship, at the T intersection make the right onto New Hill Holliman, then look for Tody Goodwin on the left half way up a climb on the curve and take that left onto Tody Goodwin”, “Then at the next T intersection turn right onto Beaver Dam and take it to the gas station at Wilson Ville”, “From there take it on home any way you choose”, “Steve you got that” was the information provided by “GOG” to the “Thorns” and their newly anointed ride leader “Capn Carbon”.
“Also everybody there is a down hill and bridge just up ahead that has bad pot holes and a lip in the road at the bridge, please go thru there carefully, also just before the stop sign at the T intersection is another patch of bad pot holes”, Kevin went on to explain.
“How far are we planning to ride” was a question from within the pack. “I am estimating 40 ish miles” was “GOG’s “ reply. “Some Recovery Ride” was Theresa’s response.
The “Thorns” consisting of “Capn Carbon”, “Down Hill Racer”, “Moving Violation”, “The Love Train’, Emil, Sara, Don, and Carrie needed no more rest and jumped on the peddles. At the same time the “Stems” continued to think about getting back into the saddle.
Jim Palistrant elected to turn right and head directly for home having accomplished all he was looking for in a recovery ride.
The group was now down one “Thorn”, and one “Rose/Stem”.
The “Thorns” were already out of site before the “Stems” began their run down Friendship.
“So what is your definition of a Recovery Ride” Doug asked Kevin.
“Well I would expect maybe the same mileage but at a much gentler pace” was his reply. Looking at the speedometer the group had been averaging just under 15 mph so Kevin was confident that he had so far engineered a good recovery ride, knowing he was also pushing the “Roses” to ride further and faster than they normally do. His intent was to help them step it up a notch to build their conditioning and confidence.
At the corner of Friendship and New Hill Holleman Patty asked if there was a short cut they could take to reduce the mileage some. Paul had not been on his bike for years and was beginning to fade slightly. Kevin considered this request and said “Yes, we can ride past the turn onto Tody Goodwin and get you and Paul to the spot you do your Monday morning rides, from there you can cross over Highway 64 and then take Jenks on back to the start, that will knock off about 4 miles from the planned route”. “The rest can then still turn from there and hook up with the original planned rout further down Tody Goodwin” Kevin went on to inform the group.
With this new information the pack of “Stems” consisting of “GOG”, Theresa, Patty, Paul, Doug, Sheila, Laura, and Kirsten all headed onto New Hill Holleman as the rain was again beginning to dampen the roads. The pace was maintained with all in tow as the riders road single file on this busy section of road. Just as the group reached the next major intersection “GOG” recognized yet a better short cut home for Patty and Paul.
“If you guys want a great short cut that will put you home in 4 – 6 miles from here then turn right here onto old Highway 1 and it dumps you right back in the heart of Apex without any hills” Kevin chirped with delight.
Patty and Paul thanked him for that great information and headed towards home on old Highway One.
The rest of the pack now down two more “Stems” rode on across Old Highway one and towards the original destination of Tody Goodwin and beyond. The “Stems” were now down 3 riders in total from the days start. The group worked hard to stay together in a draft line, however even with their best efforts several took turns falling off the back especially when the road began to expose additional hills to the group. Tody Goodwin was ridden at sustained speeds of 19 mph which is difficult in itself but with the rough pavement making it even more challenging. The group did not stop as they swung into the right turn onto Beaver Dam road and charged forward the remaining 2 miles to the rest stop at the gas station at Highway 64 (Wilson Ville).
As the “Stems” glided to a stop at the gas station they were met by a bike group who had started their ride at Salt Box Village doing 50 miles, and the “Thorns” who were now fully rested and ready for more fun on the bike. Carrie Zelna was still smiling and busy chit chatting with anyone and everyone. She is a female version of the group’s social chairman “Capn Carbon”.
“What way are you heading back?” “Capn Carbon” asked “GOG”.
“I figure we will go back the most direct and flattest possible, which means turning at Holland Chapel” was “GOG’s” response.
“I have never done LYSTRA” Don Zelna informed the group.
Clearly he had not yet been challenged by the pace or distance the “Thorns” were doing.
“We just may have to throw LYSTRA into the Mix” taunted “Capn Carbon”.
“Any of the Thorns want to join us for the last few miles is welcomed to do so” announced “GOG”. Emil did not need any further invitation, and “The Love Train”, and “Down Hill Racer” gave it some consideration.
“We going to lollygag all day or ride” bellowed the “Thorns” leader as he mounted his bike. And just that quick his rag tag band of “Thorns” fell in line.
Others elected to wave goodbye in order to provide for a well-deserved rest and bio break.
Once all “Stems” were fully hydrated the group moved towards the stop light that would provide safe passage across Highway 64 and onto Farrington road. “Green Light”, “Yellow Light” shouted Kevin as he and half the “Stems” jumped across the intersection, only to scoot past as the light was now red preventing the rest of the “Stems” from following suit. After a long wait the next green allowed the remaining “Stems” the opportunity to join Kevin and the others who were all waiting on the other side of the road. Back together the “Stems” were now up 1 but down two overall, having had 3 head for home earlier.
The pace line formed once more allowing for speeds again to reach 19 mph as the pack made its way to the turn onto Holland Chapel road. As the pack made the turn the pace slowed briefly allowing all to take a drink from water bottles. Then slowly the pack fell back into a tight formation and the pace once again began to build back to the 19 mph range. This pattern of riding continued thru the turn at the Strawberry Patch and well down Luter Shop Road. The only exception was again at the County Line where it is mandatory to sprint for the County Line. The only two who took up that challenge were Doug Augustine and “GOG” with the two battling it out at over 30 mph. The Victory went to “GOG” with Doug hot on his heals.
The ride then continued on to familiar Cary Roads to the dismount and walking of bikes across the railroad tracks in front of Green Hope High School.
The last 4 miles now lay ahead with Kirsten peeling off from the pack at Lewis Stevens so she could ride back into Preston were she had joined the ride. The rest of the “Stems” now down by 1 finished the days “RECOVERY” ride having ridden 43 miles at just under 16 mph. The group had actually ridden the second half of the ride must faster resulting in increasing their average speed form under 15 to just under 16 mph for the days ride.
Well done “Roses/Stems”.
The “Thorns” were already at the finish having done 45 miles at close to 17 mph pace. The “Thorns” had ridden past Holland Chapel and elected to push hard up Martha’s Chapel for their finish route home.
A great day of biking even with the threat of Rain.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Memorial Day Weekend rides Posted by Steve Cope
This write up has been provided by Steve Cope - "Capn Carbon" who has always been there even when Kevin and Theresa have not.
Thank You Steve for this detailed write up.
and I quote.
Big turnout (15 or so) Saturday because everyone heard you would not be there to slow the group down. We rode 52 miles at 18.6 mph which I believe is a new record. The ride went out to Lystra gas station and then across Big Woods. We hooked up with several other ride groups at Wilsonville and everyone was chit chatting. Then we went down to Martha's Chapel and back home. I must report that Josh beat me to the county line by an inch to make it 3 in a row. The big news was there were several appearances from yester-year including Robert Plant, John Majikus, and Earnest! Earnest is only there to USE us once again for his Blood Sweat and Gears training and then I will bet he disappears into the woods with his mountain bike for another year. Nicole brought out more horsepower from NC State. This time we were joined by State's cycling team coach - Shawn who is a former road racer and PRO duathelete. I figure this makes him a 2/3rds triassholete. There was also another young buck who gave me a run on Capn's Graveyard. Also attending from Sanford was Bob (friend's of Suzanne) who leads the CBC brewery rides. He rode once before last year. The regulars included Slow Todd, Slow Todd's triassholeete friend (name?), Slow Tim, Josh, Suzanne, Pat, and others that I have surely forgot. The Roses were led by Jae and I forgot who else joined her??? I do know they were nipping at our heels all the way through Ron's Pull.
On Sunday, Slow Tim, Josh, and I met for coffee and decided to head up to street and join Cycles Broken Here. As 8:30 approached, Sarah and 2 other of Tri Todd's Lady Triassholetes arrived and had plotted out their own "Stem" ride. Their intent was to talk more than ride.
Major announcements include Sarah winning her age division in the Wood Lake Triathlon on Saturday and Josh took 6th place at the State Criterium Championships on Sunday in Fayetteville.
Thank You Steve for this detailed write up.
and I quote.
Big turnout (15 or so) Saturday because everyone heard you would not be there to slow the group down. We rode 52 miles at 18.6 mph which I believe is a new record. The ride went out to Lystra gas station and then across Big Woods. We hooked up with several other ride groups at Wilsonville and everyone was chit chatting. Then we went down to Martha's Chapel and back home. I must report that Josh beat me to the county line by an inch to make it 3 in a row. The big news was there were several appearances from yester-year including Robert Plant, John Majikus, and Earnest! Earnest is only there to USE us once again for his Blood Sweat and Gears training and then I will bet he disappears into the woods with his mountain bike for another year. Nicole brought out more horsepower from NC State. This time we were joined by State's cycling team coach - Shawn who is a former road racer and PRO duathelete. I figure this makes him a 2/3rds triassholete. There was also another young buck who gave me a run on Capn's Graveyard. Also attending from Sanford was Bob (friend's of Suzanne) who leads the CBC brewery rides. He rode once before last year. The regulars included Slow Todd, Slow Todd's triassholeete friend (name?), Slow Tim, Josh, Suzanne, Pat, and others that I have surely forgot. The Roses were led by Jae and I forgot who else joined her??? I do know they were nipping at our heels all the way through Ron's Pull.
On Sunday, Slow Tim, Josh, and I met for coffee and decided to head up to street and join Cycles Broken Here. As 8:30 approached, Sarah and 2 other of Tri Todd's Lady Triassholetes arrived and had plotted out their own "Stem" ride. Their intent was to talk more than ride.
Major announcements include Sarah winning her age division in the Wood Lake Triathlon on Saturday and Josh took 6th place at the State Criterium Championships on Sunday in Fayetteville.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Weekend rides of May 16 and 17
Satuday May 16th.
“Thorns”, “Stems”, and “Roses” the group grows in numbers and ability.
The day started of overcast and cool with the sun poking out during the last hour of the ride.
The start of the ride had 20 riders poised to enjoy the day.
Those in attendance riding with the “Roses”
Sheila Augustine
Lori Brogdert (hoping I spelled the last name correctly) – rode to the start on her bike
Andy Brogdert – rode to the start on his bike
Beth Gonzalez
Theresa Smit
Those in attendance riding with the “Thorns and Stems”
Kirsten Hawkins – rode to the start on her bike
Steve Cope – “Capn Carbon”
Todd Spain – “TriTodd”
Todd Pechner – “Slow Todd” – rode to the start on his bike
Dayn McBee – rode to the start on his bike
Suzanne MCBee
Doug Augustine
Kevin Smit – “GOG”
Christy Miller – “Pink Triassolete” – rode to the start on her bike
Jeffery Roussel – “Down Hill Racer” – rode to the start on his bike
James Lawn – First time riding with the group (young whipper snapper from NC State)
Shawn Richardson – another first timer with the group and also a young whipper snapper from NC State.
Nicole Lewis – A New Graduate of NC state. (WAHOO NICOLE) also a young whipper snapper – she introduced both James and Shawn to the group
Dan Bakley – First time with the group – “Slow Todd” introduced him to the group. – rode to the start on his bike.
Davin Perkins - back riding with the group after being off the bike for a full season.
Prior to the start Kirsten had made mention of a time constraint she had needing to be back by 10:30 am. Kevin then solicited the group to find anyone else who may have a similar time constraint. Davin needed to return early as did Suzanne, and TriTodd. With that information Kevin suggested that they all start and ride together and those that needed to return early would be pointed in a straight route home allowing them to return in time.
The ride had a smooth comfortable start as everyone worked to introduce themselves to the first timers and to welcome back those who have been off their bikes for a while. The “Thorns”, “Stems”, and “Roses” all remained together through the Preston Neighborhood and to the intersection of Carpenter Upchurch and Lewis Stevens. At that intersection the “Roses” turned right and headed down “RON’S PULL” while the “Thorns” and “Stems” headed left into the hills of Jenks Carpenter and the climb up to Holt. The pack was poorly formed with the usual characters pushing for position in anticipation of the first attack expected at the climb up to Holt. This action splintered the group initially with “Down Hill Racer”, “Capn Carbon”, Davin, Doug Augusting, “Pink Triassolete”, all three young whipper snappers all forming the lead group as they charged down the hill towards the pending climb. Those more relaxed and confident of their skills held back to enjoy the spectacle and to time their response to the hill. Then suddenly in response to his jittery nature “Slow Todd” exploded out of the trailing group to jump the gap to the leading group. The hill scattered the group with each rider doing their best to match the challenge presented by gravity and the gradient of the hill. At about the half way point into the climb Dayn was seen passing “GOG” and as he did so he reached out and gave “GOG” a shove to the side, then with a smile he danced on up the hill as if to say “Catch me if you Can”. “GOG” was already close to maxing out his abilities and could only smile back.
Once at the top of Holt the group was directed to make the right towards Highway 55. The short run on Holt had the pack falling into a single file pace line which quickly gapped into two single file pace lines.
The group made is safely across highway 55 and again formed into single file gapped pace lines. The lead group was configured with the young whipper snappers, “Capn Carbon”, “Down Hill Racer”, “Dayn”, “TriTodd”, “Slow Todd”. This configuration remained for most of the day forming the “Thorns” in the lead and the trailing group now dubbed the “Stems”. The “Stems” enjoyed the ride as they carried on conversation and a comfortable yet challenging pace. At this point in the ride those riding as “Stems” included; “Pink Triassolete”, Davin, Dan, Doug, Suzanne, Kirsten, and “GOG”. The two groups rode on past the turn at Roberts and thru the stop at Jenks to the right turn onto Wimberly. Once on Wimberly the two groups formed again however “GOG’s” mass was great enough that the acceleration downhill, due to gravity’s pull on his mass, allowed him to coast thru the gap and join the “Thorns” for a brief moment. As he passed the “Stems” and some of the “Thorns” he was heard singing the praises of gravity and the joy for that moment of possessing great mass.
“GOG” was then passed by everyone as he was lamenting about having great Mass and the drag that Gravity imposes. At the very front of the “Thorns” “Capn Carbon” and Shawn were seen sparing each other to see who was the dominant “Thorn” on the climb.
All found themselves next at the left turn onto Green Level and its two hills. As these next two hills unfolded the pack was found emulating the motion of a Slinky as it makes its way down a set of stairs.
The left turn onto Luther from Green Level had the pack pause very briefly to grab some water and assess everyone’s condition. The pack was off again headed towards Lake Jordan or where ever it was Kevin had planned for the day’s route. “Capn Carbon”, Shawn, Dayn, “Slow Todd”, and “Down Hill Racer” all continued to challenge one another with each and every hill. Luther eventually ended at highway 751 forcing the pack into the right turn onto 751. It was here that those needing to head home early said their goodbyes. The early birds continued on 751 to the berry patch and the turn onto Luter Shop that lead straight back home. They were led by “TriTodd” and Suzanne, as Kirsten, Davin, and Dan all headed back. The remaining “Thorns” and “Stems” made the left turn onto Horton Pond and its rolling hills.
The group splintered into the two right from the start. The “Thorns” light it up with Dayn, “Slow Todd”, “Down Hill Racer”, Shawn, James, and “Capn Carbon” charging forward. “GOG”, “Pink Triassolete”, Doug, and Nicole worked together to push their own pace line. At the end of Horton Pond the “Thorns” were found circling waiting for the “Stems” to arrive and for “GOG” to indicate the next turn. Many were anticipating a right hand turn that would lead to Lake Jordan and Lystra. “GOG” however rolled thru the intersection and drifted left onto Farrington pointed towards Highway 64 and the many possible variations available for the remainder of the route.
It did not take the pack long to run down “GOG” and then roll on past him. The pack was found circling in the gas station parking lot at the corner of Highway 64 and Farrington. “Where do plan on the route going” Dayn asked. “GOG” pondered the best reply. If he informs Dayn of the intended route then that would be the last time anyone would see Dayn and others who would enjoy hammering the rest of the route. If “GOG” does not inform Dayn then Dayn and the other Hammer Heads would get very frustrated having to slow and circle at all intersection as they waited for “GOG” and the slower riders.
“OK, I was planning on a totally new section of roads for the group”, “take 64 towards Big Woods, however do NOT turn right, instead make a left away from BIG WOODS”. “At the next intersection make a right onto N Pea Ridge and following it back to 64”. “Then cross 64 and continue until you hit 15/501”. “Once there turn right onto 15/501 and take it to Jack Bennet and then onto Farrington and then on into the finish”.
“GOG” had just given out the entire last 2/3rds of the day’s route to the Hammer Heads.
They all lit it up and powered down Highway 64 to the left turn at Big Woods. Those remaining to form the trailing group of riders were “GOG”, Nicole, “Pink Triassolete”, Doug, and James. The Hammerheads were quickly out of site even as the trailing group road at 21 mph down highway 64.
At the turn the “Thorns” elected to circle again allowing all riders to regroup as they now found themselves on roads not yet traveled in prior rides by the group. The pace was slowed with all staying together until the last downhill and the stop sign signaling the next turn. The “Thorns” now confident they were on the correct path jumped into the right turn and again challenged anyone to hang with them if they could. This group of Hammer Heads was beginning to splinter with “Slow Todd”, and “Down Hill Racer” falling off the pace and riding in the no-mans land between the “Thorns” and “Stems”.
Again the “Thorns” were found circling at the location where N. Pea Ridge and Highway 64 meet. “GOG” was beginning to feel the effects of not having been on the bike for more than once in the last two weeks and asked the group to make a brief stop after crossing the highway. As “GOG” bent over in an effort to get blood back to his head and reduce the dizziness “Capn Carbon” was suggesting that the group all ride Lystra. He wanted to introduce the new riders to the joys of riding up Lystra. “The only way to accomplish that is to first get to the bottom of Lystra before attempting the climb” informed “GOG”. “Yea, we can do that” cried “Capn Carbon” as his excitement of climbing Lystra mounted.
The group was now ready to head back onto the road. This section of road is a continuation of N. Pea Ridge, however it changes it name on this side of Highway 64 to Mt Gilead Church Road. The group again splintered into two with the “Stems” now growing in size by the addition of “Slow Todd” and “Down Hill Racer”. The run down Mt Gilead was not flat and the sun was now coming out in full force.
Again the “Thorns” were found waiting at the corner of 15/501 to confirm the directions as “GOG” had explained way back on Farrington and Highway 64. “GOG” found it interesting that the “Thorns” still elected to race and then wait for the others in an effort to keep the group somewhat intact.
“OK who wants to ride up Lystra” “Capn Carbon” was asking. “Only Dumb Asses” was “GOGs” reply.
That is all that was need for Dayn, “Capn Carbon” and Shawn to elect to do Lystra. “We will all wait at the gas station on Lystra and Farrington for you Dumb Asses to do your extra climb” was the command from “GOG”.
The riders all set off onto 15/501 to locate the right turn onto Jack Bennet and the long downhill it would provide. “Down Hill Racer” lived up to his name as he made an initial attempt to better his fasted downhill speed. The days head wind soon put a damper on his attempt to reach 50 mph. The rest of the pack was stung all along the length of the downhill as each attacked or coasted at their own comfort level. “GOG” was firmly in the rear even with gravity and his mass working together to catapult him down hill. At about the half way point an ASSHOLE in a while Chevy pickup truck with Dulles
And wide mirrors decided to see how close he could get to each of the riders. He did not slow his speed or move over to allow for safe passage even when other cars were coming up the hill in the opposite direction. On at least one occasion he forced the oncoming car to swing onto the shoulder as they met.
Once safely at the bottom of the hill the pack reformed, although without “Capn Carbon”, Dayn, and Shawn who all headed for the climb up Lystra (DUMB ASSES). The others rode comfortably on to the Gas Station at Lystra and Farrington to rest, get a bio break, wait for the DUMB ASSES, and fill empty water bottles. “GOG” purchased a gallon of Ice Cold Water to share with the group, allowing everyone to top off their water bottles. “Down Hill Racer” needed to get back so he took off solo with the expectation that he may be caught by part of the pack towards the finish. Within a few minutes the DUMB ASSES arrived having just attacked the Lystra hill. Nicole asked “Capn Carbon” if he needed to use the LITTLE GIRLS ROOM just as two guys were walking past. They looked at each other and then at “Capn Carbon” and started to chuckle.
As soon as the DUMB ASSES had filled their water bottles “Capn Carbon” was heard saying “Are we riding or What”.
Everyone scrambled to get there gloves, and helmets back on so they would not be holding up the DUMB ASSES any longer than needed.
Back onto Farrington headed towards Lake Jordan and the turn at Martha Chapel the hammer heads were already lighting it up once again. They had generated such a gap that the trailing riders were just reaching the edge of Lake Jordan as the DUMB ASSES were already onto Martha Chapel. It was at that point that Dayn turned to “Capn Carbon” and was heard saying “I should hold up and ride part of the ride with Kevin since it is his ride”. Upon looking back and seeing the huge gap Dayn then commented “Aw what the heck lets go” and with that the Hammer Heads lit it up again never to be seen by the rest of the group until the finish.
The surviving riders finished the ride following the most direct and flattest route possible. With 4 mile to the finish “GOG” fell off the pace and found it a struggle to manage 12 mph.
Once at the end the group learned that Shawn made a great showing for himself by hanging with the big boys only to crack slightly at the end. Dayn and “Capn Carbon” never took the pressure off the entire ride. The “Thorns” and “Stems” finished 54 miles at a 17 mph pace. The “Roses” completed 35 miles at a 15+ mph pace.
Josh Carter – “Moving Violation” showed up while everyone was loading up their bikes to head for home. He could not ride earlier and was now planning to head out for a ride on his own. “Capn Carbon” elected to go back out and ride with Josh. This gave “Capn Carbon” and additional 30 miles for a total of 80+ for the day. GET A LIFE !
Sunday May 17
Wet What the Heck.
Those in attendance representing the “Roses”
Andy Brogdert
Lori Brogdert
Theresa Smit
Those in attendance representing the “Thorns”
Steve Cope – “Capn Carbon”
Josh Carter – “Moving Violation”
Tim Divinney – “The Love Train”, “Fast Tim”
Kevin Smit – “GOG”
The threat of rain was all around. Doppler Radar suggested it was about to get worse.
The group elected to head out thinking to do a shorter ride to be done prior to the rain.
In looking at the Doppler radar it appeared that the storms were further away if the group headed towards Apex rather than the normal Lake Jordan area. So “GOG” was quickly putting a route together in his head that would take the “Thorns” into Apex and then any number of routes back towards home.
The group swung onto High House and into the Preston Neighborhood. Nice slow start with the pack riding in a slight mist as they exited the roundabout in Preston and into the intersection at Carpenter Upchurch road. It was at this spot that the “Roses” elected to turn right towards familiar roads and the “Thorns” turned left towards Apex and any number of routes possible in that direction.
The mist was not increasing and in fact was letting up as the “Thorns” worked their way thru Cary and into down town Apex. “Wahoo looks like we will have dry roads and cool temps” was the joyful comment from “GOG”. Within the length of Old Salem road the Mist had returned and included brief drops of rain. Just as the group slowed for the stop light on North Salem and Highway 55 the riders could see that the road up ahead was WET, and in fact the air up ahead appeared to have a fuzzy haze about its appearance. No one mentioned it but they all saw the clear demarcation of dry and NOT DRY.
No hesitation from the group as all riders cleared thru the intersection and headed towards the pending dampness.
SPLASH.
Just as the group of cyclists reached the left hand turn onto Tingen the Humidity reached the total saturation point. No one wanted to turn back with the fun filled fast Tingen lying just ahead.
“Capn Carbon” jumped on the pedals and cracked the pace up immediately pulling the entire length of Tingen at speeds of 28 mph. “GOG” was working desperately to hold on. The rain in the face plus the spray from the rear tires, not to mention “GOGS” sweat in his eyes made it very challenging to see. The spray forced each trailing rider to slide off the rear wheel slightly putting the spray just at the side of the riders face and reducing the effect of a draft from the bike ahead. The group formed more of a tight echelon than a peloton. As the rolling hills of Tingen loomed the pack splintered with each rider working their best to meet the challenge of each of the climbs. And again it was “GOG” bringing up the rear.
At the corner of Tingen and Friendship the group stopped long enough to express the fun each had in the rain and on Tingen. The group also discussed the fact that “The Love Train” was missing from the ride Saturday due to his Choir practice. The group then learned he sings in Latin in Church’s. The group then asked if he had to sign a waiver promising not to defile or deface any religious objects or deities, and that he would not sing cuss words in Latin. A brief chuckle was had by all.
The rain had again stopped and the pack was directed to make the left turn towards Sharen Harris. As the group rolled on down the road the Rain returned with an even greater force. No sense in turning back now since all were as wet as they could get. “GOG” did decide to alter the route slightly with the intention of reducing the miles normally expected on this particular route. As Kevin was redrawing the route in his head the pack of cyclists continued their 19+ mph pace towards the intersection of Friendship and New Hill Holleman Road.
It was at that intersection that Kevin altered the route. Normally the group would turn left however today in the rain they were directed to make a right turn onto New Hill Holleman. This road is usually busy with traffic but today the traffic was almost nonexistent. This was a good thing since the road is also filled with pot holes that on today’s ride were now small lakes to be avoided at all costs. The group did a good job of working together announcing and then avoiding the potential pit falls that could be lying just beneath the surface. The direction on New Hill Holleman is also pocked with several hills much like the one in the last few miles of Tingen Road. As the group headed back towards Cary and Apex “The Love Train” asked “ you are not planning on taking us back into Apex on Olive Chapel Road are you?”. “NOPE, I have a much better route planned” was “GOG’s” reply. “BLESS YOU, I hate the hills on that road” was the immediate response from “The Love Train”. “ I do not have a clue where I am” was heard coming from “Capn Carbon”. “We were on this road Wednesday night” was the information supplied by “Moving Violation”, in his effort to help the always navigationally challenged “Capn Carbon”. This bit of information only made “Capn Carbon” more confused. The rain was now a steady downpour.
Half way up the longest climb of that section of the route on a curve “GOG” checked his mirror and craned his neck to look ahead into the curve before signaling the left turn onto Tody Goodwin.
The pack made a smooth turn onto this section of road with “Capn Carbon” and “Moving Violation” increasing the pace on the slight incline. The pack was spurred along at 21 mph up and over each of the rolling hills. The rain had subsided for now and remained that way the entire length of their run to the next T intersection at Beaver Dam Road. Once at the intersection the group again took a very brief pause allowing “GOG” to waddle up to the group. There were also two riders seen approaching the intersection from Beaver Dam Road and headed towards Highway 64. This was the direction the group was about to take as well.
“GOG” rolled on thru the intersection and onto Beaver Dam knowing that if he stopped at all “Capn Carbon” would be heard asking “What are we riding or what?”. The pace again reached 21 mph as the group closed in on Highway 64 and the roads leading towards home. At that intersection “Capn Carbon” pulled off into the parking lot at the gas station only to notice that “GOG” had again rolled into the intersection keeping his momentum from reaching a complete stop. Without hesitation “Capn Carbon” did a quick u-turn and bolted to the front of the pace line in an effort to encourage “GOG” into adding to momentum rather than coasting and losing any momentum. Now thru the intersection with “Capn Carbon” in the pull position the pace was again ratcheting up to and over 21 mph. “GOG” was focused on keeping as tight to “Capn’s” rear wheel as possible. This lasted only a short while as the pace remained in the low 20 mph range even as the road began to rise slightly in elevation. “I can’t Hold on, Sorry” was the cry from “GOG” as he slid to the outside allowing “The Love Train” and “Moving Violation” to fill into the prime drafting spots. “GOG” was now a solo rider once again only to be brought back into the pack after they coasted uphill towards the turn onto Holland Chapel Road. The rain was still holding off as the group made the turn towards Cary.
“I thought for sure you were going to chase down those two riders ahead of us” Josh was heard calling out to Steve. “What riders ahead of us” was Steve’s confused reply. “The ones we talked to back on Beaver Dam Road” was the frustrated comeback from “The Love Train”.
Clearly “Capn Carbon” does not know where he is, does not remember things even after a brief moment, and only has one speed – FAST ALL THE TIME.
After that brief bit of banter the group took off again remaining together the entire length of Holland Chapel thru the short right and left turn onto Luter Shop the pack road just fast enough to keep “GOG” within the pace line.
“GOG” knew that soon he would be riding solo again as the sprint for the County Line lay only a mile or two away. Sure enough the pace multiplied as each rider (not “GOG”) made a play to try and tire the others out just prior to the sprint. From a distance “GOG” saw the sprint unfold with JOSH CARTER – “MOVING VIOLATION” taking the county line sprint victory from STEV COPE _ “Capn Carbon”. That is two days in a row that “Moving Violation” has beaten “Capn Carbon” on the sprint to the county line.
With the sprint behind them all riders settled into a more reasonable pace again allowing “GOG” to remain in the pack.
Now contemplating the finishing route path “GOG” suggested they ride into Cary Glenn and “Nicole’s Roller Coasters”. In a surprised tone “Capn Carbon” was heard asking “Are you sure you want to do the extra miles and hills?”. “GOG” was not dead yet.
Just as the pack was directed into the neighborhood the skies darkened. “YEA I figured we could do a few more miles and hills and do them in pouring rain” was the smart ass remark from “GOG”.
Into the 3 climbs, the riders accelerated. Just prior to the last long climb out of the neighborhood the storm front hit dropping the temperature all at once. “GOG” was expecting snow any minute as the pack exited Cary Glenn and turned onto Carpenter Fire Station road. The group again altered their pace allowing for “GOG” to hang on as part of the pack. They all hit the green light at highway 55 and rolled onto the turn onto Carpenter Upchurch. This is the section of road that “Capn Carbon” makes sure he dominates and lays claim to demolishing any and all riders that are still in the pack with him. In the direction back towards the finish this section of road is known to the group as “Capn’s Grave Yard” as he buries all who try to hang with him. This section of road headed in the opposite direction is known to the group as “Ron’s Pull” for his monumental acceleration and pull during the early phases of a ride.
The pack was now falling in line behind “Capn” in an effort to see how long they would hang before being buried. “GOG” was in the tail position still working to recover from his earlier efforts to survive the days ride. Just as “Capn” started applying physical abuse upon the pack “GOG” was working to replace his water bottle into the cage when it slipped from his tired hands and rolled across the road.
Too add insult to injury the Rain was back and adding to the physical abuse. The ride leaders were then found circling back to see if Kevin was ok as he also was circling to go back and recover his water bottle that had now rolled into the ditch on the other side of the road.
Once the water bottle was back in its cage the pack was off to finish the last 2 – 4 miles in the rain.
“Capn Carbon” took little time to leave the group in his wake. All made the green lights thru High House and into the fast downhill towards Cary Parkway.
“GOG” again well behind the pack was working to time his move into the left lane for the pending turn into the Brueggers parking lot. The pack was several yards up ahead, a line of cars were passing on the left, a gap in the cars was forming just at the right time for “GOG” to signal and move left while a car was barring down directly behind him in the right lane. Just as “GOG” made his signal and was already well committed to the left lane the car behind decided to also move into the left lane. “GOG” and car were now intimately close with the car’s horn blowing and “GOG” waving thank you. The pack up ahead saw that “GOG” had set the stage for all to now enter the left lane and set up for the turn into the finish.
“Man I thought you were a hood ornament” was the quick comment from “Capn”. “I have no clue why that guy changed lanes into my lane after I had signaled and made my move” was the only reply from “GOG” as he too was convinced he was close being a hood ornament.
With the rain still coming down the riders rolled up to their vehicles and began to tear down the bikes for transport via car.
Theresa was found sitting in their car as she waited and waited and waited on Kevin.
“You said you guys would do a short ride maybe 30 miles at the most, I have been waiting for hours, what were you thinking riding in the rain, it is not safe”.
“The Roses were smart enough to turn back once the rain began”
“we only did 11 miles”
“ Why didn’t you call me”.
Kevin just stood there and took the verbal attack knowing there was no justification for having as much fun as they all had just had.
In an effort to help soften the attack from Theresa each of the other riders had comments like.
“Best ride ever”
“Great route let’s do that again soon”
“Riding in the rain was a Hoot”
“Thanks Kevin for a fantastic ride”
Kevin only stood there in the rain waiting for his punishment and to delay having to get in the car where he and Theresa could continue her scolding of him.
The “Thorns” rode 44 miles IN THE RAIN at an average of 17 mph.
And had a lot of fun doing it.
Join them next time in the rain.
“Thorns”, “Stems”, and “Roses” the group grows in numbers and ability.
The day started of overcast and cool with the sun poking out during the last hour of the ride.
The start of the ride had 20 riders poised to enjoy the day.
Those in attendance riding with the “Roses”
Sheila Augustine
Lori Brogdert (hoping I spelled the last name correctly) – rode to the start on her bike
Andy Brogdert – rode to the start on his bike
Beth Gonzalez
Theresa Smit
Those in attendance riding with the “Thorns and Stems”
Kirsten Hawkins – rode to the start on her bike
Steve Cope – “Capn Carbon”
Todd Spain – “TriTodd”
Todd Pechner – “Slow Todd” – rode to the start on his bike
Dayn McBee – rode to the start on his bike
Suzanne MCBee
Doug Augustine
Kevin Smit – “GOG”
Christy Miller – “Pink Triassolete” – rode to the start on her bike
Jeffery Roussel – “Down Hill Racer” – rode to the start on his bike
James Lawn – First time riding with the group (young whipper snapper from NC State)
Shawn Richardson – another first timer with the group and also a young whipper snapper from NC State.
Nicole Lewis – A New Graduate of NC state. (WAHOO NICOLE) also a young whipper snapper – she introduced both James and Shawn to the group
Dan Bakley – First time with the group – “Slow Todd” introduced him to the group. – rode to the start on his bike.
Davin Perkins - back riding with the group after being off the bike for a full season.
Prior to the start Kirsten had made mention of a time constraint she had needing to be back by 10:30 am. Kevin then solicited the group to find anyone else who may have a similar time constraint. Davin needed to return early as did Suzanne, and TriTodd. With that information Kevin suggested that they all start and ride together and those that needed to return early would be pointed in a straight route home allowing them to return in time.
The ride had a smooth comfortable start as everyone worked to introduce themselves to the first timers and to welcome back those who have been off their bikes for a while. The “Thorns”, “Stems”, and “Roses” all remained together through the Preston Neighborhood and to the intersection of Carpenter Upchurch and Lewis Stevens. At that intersection the “Roses” turned right and headed down “RON’S PULL” while the “Thorns” and “Stems” headed left into the hills of Jenks Carpenter and the climb up to Holt. The pack was poorly formed with the usual characters pushing for position in anticipation of the first attack expected at the climb up to Holt. This action splintered the group initially with “Down Hill Racer”, “Capn Carbon”, Davin, Doug Augusting, “Pink Triassolete”, all three young whipper snappers all forming the lead group as they charged down the hill towards the pending climb. Those more relaxed and confident of their skills held back to enjoy the spectacle and to time their response to the hill. Then suddenly in response to his jittery nature “Slow Todd” exploded out of the trailing group to jump the gap to the leading group. The hill scattered the group with each rider doing their best to match the challenge presented by gravity and the gradient of the hill. At about the half way point into the climb Dayn was seen passing “GOG” and as he did so he reached out and gave “GOG” a shove to the side, then with a smile he danced on up the hill as if to say “Catch me if you Can”. “GOG” was already close to maxing out his abilities and could only smile back.
Once at the top of Holt the group was directed to make the right towards Highway 55. The short run on Holt had the pack falling into a single file pace line which quickly gapped into two single file pace lines.
The group made is safely across highway 55 and again formed into single file gapped pace lines. The lead group was configured with the young whipper snappers, “Capn Carbon”, “Down Hill Racer”, “Dayn”, “TriTodd”, “Slow Todd”. This configuration remained for most of the day forming the “Thorns” in the lead and the trailing group now dubbed the “Stems”. The “Stems” enjoyed the ride as they carried on conversation and a comfortable yet challenging pace. At this point in the ride those riding as “Stems” included; “Pink Triassolete”, Davin, Dan, Doug, Suzanne, Kirsten, and “GOG”. The two groups rode on past the turn at Roberts and thru the stop at Jenks to the right turn onto Wimberly. Once on Wimberly the two groups formed again however “GOG’s” mass was great enough that the acceleration downhill, due to gravity’s pull on his mass, allowed him to coast thru the gap and join the “Thorns” for a brief moment. As he passed the “Stems” and some of the “Thorns” he was heard singing the praises of gravity and the joy for that moment of possessing great mass.
“GOG” was then passed by everyone as he was lamenting about having great Mass and the drag that Gravity imposes. At the very front of the “Thorns” “Capn Carbon” and Shawn were seen sparing each other to see who was the dominant “Thorn” on the climb.
All found themselves next at the left turn onto Green Level and its two hills. As these next two hills unfolded the pack was found emulating the motion of a Slinky as it makes its way down a set of stairs.
The left turn onto Luther from Green Level had the pack pause very briefly to grab some water and assess everyone’s condition. The pack was off again headed towards Lake Jordan or where ever it was Kevin had planned for the day’s route. “Capn Carbon”, Shawn, Dayn, “Slow Todd”, and “Down Hill Racer” all continued to challenge one another with each and every hill. Luther eventually ended at highway 751 forcing the pack into the right turn onto 751. It was here that those needing to head home early said their goodbyes. The early birds continued on 751 to the berry patch and the turn onto Luter Shop that lead straight back home. They were led by “TriTodd” and Suzanne, as Kirsten, Davin, and Dan all headed back. The remaining “Thorns” and “Stems” made the left turn onto Horton Pond and its rolling hills.
The group splintered into the two right from the start. The “Thorns” light it up with Dayn, “Slow Todd”, “Down Hill Racer”, Shawn, James, and “Capn Carbon” charging forward. “GOG”, “Pink Triassolete”, Doug, and Nicole worked together to push their own pace line. At the end of Horton Pond the “Thorns” were found circling waiting for the “Stems” to arrive and for “GOG” to indicate the next turn. Many were anticipating a right hand turn that would lead to Lake Jordan and Lystra. “GOG” however rolled thru the intersection and drifted left onto Farrington pointed towards Highway 64 and the many possible variations available for the remainder of the route.
It did not take the pack long to run down “GOG” and then roll on past him. The pack was found circling in the gas station parking lot at the corner of Highway 64 and Farrington. “Where do plan on the route going” Dayn asked. “GOG” pondered the best reply. If he informs Dayn of the intended route then that would be the last time anyone would see Dayn and others who would enjoy hammering the rest of the route. If “GOG” does not inform Dayn then Dayn and the other Hammer Heads would get very frustrated having to slow and circle at all intersection as they waited for “GOG” and the slower riders.
“OK, I was planning on a totally new section of roads for the group”, “take 64 towards Big Woods, however do NOT turn right, instead make a left away from BIG WOODS”. “At the next intersection make a right onto N Pea Ridge and following it back to 64”. “Then cross 64 and continue until you hit 15/501”. “Once there turn right onto 15/501 and take it to Jack Bennet and then onto Farrington and then on into the finish”.
“GOG” had just given out the entire last 2/3rds of the day’s route to the Hammer Heads.
They all lit it up and powered down Highway 64 to the left turn at Big Woods. Those remaining to form the trailing group of riders were “GOG”, Nicole, “Pink Triassolete”, Doug, and James. The Hammerheads were quickly out of site even as the trailing group road at 21 mph down highway 64.
At the turn the “Thorns” elected to circle again allowing all riders to regroup as they now found themselves on roads not yet traveled in prior rides by the group. The pace was slowed with all staying together until the last downhill and the stop sign signaling the next turn. The “Thorns” now confident they were on the correct path jumped into the right turn and again challenged anyone to hang with them if they could. This group of Hammer Heads was beginning to splinter with “Slow Todd”, and “Down Hill Racer” falling off the pace and riding in the no-mans land between the “Thorns” and “Stems”.
Again the “Thorns” were found circling at the location where N. Pea Ridge and Highway 64 meet. “GOG” was beginning to feel the effects of not having been on the bike for more than once in the last two weeks and asked the group to make a brief stop after crossing the highway. As “GOG” bent over in an effort to get blood back to his head and reduce the dizziness “Capn Carbon” was suggesting that the group all ride Lystra. He wanted to introduce the new riders to the joys of riding up Lystra. “The only way to accomplish that is to first get to the bottom of Lystra before attempting the climb” informed “GOG”. “Yea, we can do that” cried “Capn Carbon” as his excitement of climbing Lystra mounted.
The group was now ready to head back onto the road. This section of road is a continuation of N. Pea Ridge, however it changes it name on this side of Highway 64 to Mt Gilead Church Road. The group again splintered into two with the “Stems” now growing in size by the addition of “Slow Todd” and “Down Hill Racer”. The run down Mt Gilead was not flat and the sun was now coming out in full force.
Again the “Thorns” were found waiting at the corner of 15/501 to confirm the directions as “GOG” had explained way back on Farrington and Highway 64. “GOG” found it interesting that the “Thorns” still elected to race and then wait for the others in an effort to keep the group somewhat intact.
“OK who wants to ride up Lystra” “Capn Carbon” was asking. “Only Dumb Asses” was “GOGs” reply.
That is all that was need for Dayn, “Capn Carbon” and Shawn to elect to do Lystra. “We will all wait at the gas station on Lystra and Farrington for you Dumb Asses to do your extra climb” was the command from “GOG”.
The riders all set off onto 15/501 to locate the right turn onto Jack Bennet and the long downhill it would provide. “Down Hill Racer” lived up to his name as he made an initial attempt to better his fasted downhill speed. The days head wind soon put a damper on his attempt to reach 50 mph. The rest of the pack was stung all along the length of the downhill as each attacked or coasted at their own comfort level. “GOG” was firmly in the rear even with gravity and his mass working together to catapult him down hill. At about the half way point an ASSHOLE in a while Chevy pickup truck with Dulles
And wide mirrors decided to see how close he could get to each of the riders. He did not slow his speed or move over to allow for safe passage even when other cars were coming up the hill in the opposite direction. On at least one occasion he forced the oncoming car to swing onto the shoulder as they met.
Once safely at the bottom of the hill the pack reformed, although without “Capn Carbon”, Dayn, and Shawn who all headed for the climb up Lystra (DUMB ASSES). The others rode comfortably on to the Gas Station at Lystra and Farrington to rest, get a bio break, wait for the DUMB ASSES, and fill empty water bottles. “GOG” purchased a gallon of Ice Cold Water to share with the group, allowing everyone to top off their water bottles. “Down Hill Racer” needed to get back so he took off solo with the expectation that he may be caught by part of the pack towards the finish. Within a few minutes the DUMB ASSES arrived having just attacked the Lystra hill. Nicole asked “Capn Carbon” if he needed to use the LITTLE GIRLS ROOM just as two guys were walking past. They looked at each other and then at “Capn Carbon” and started to chuckle.
As soon as the DUMB ASSES had filled their water bottles “Capn Carbon” was heard saying “Are we riding or What”.
Everyone scrambled to get there gloves, and helmets back on so they would not be holding up the DUMB ASSES any longer than needed.
Back onto Farrington headed towards Lake Jordan and the turn at Martha Chapel the hammer heads were already lighting it up once again. They had generated such a gap that the trailing riders were just reaching the edge of Lake Jordan as the DUMB ASSES were already onto Martha Chapel. It was at that point that Dayn turned to “Capn Carbon” and was heard saying “I should hold up and ride part of the ride with Kevin since it is his ride”. Upon looking back and seeing the huge gap Dayn then commented “Aw what the heck lets go” and with that the Hammer Heads lit it up again never to be seen by the rest of the group until the finish.
The surviving riders finished the ride following the most direct and flattest route possible. With 4 mile to the finish “GOG” fell off the pace and found it a struggle to manage 12 mph.
Once at the end the group learned that Shawn made a great showing for himself by hanging with the big boys only to crack slightly at the end. Dayn and “Capn Carbon” never took the pressure off the entire ride. The “Thorns” and “Stems” finished 54 miles at a 17 mph pace. The “Roses” completed 35 miles at a 15+ mph pace.
Josh Carter – “Moving Violation” showed up while everyone was loading up their bikes to head for home. He could not ride earlier and was now planning to head out for a ride on his own. “Capn Carbon” elected to go back out and ride with Josh. This gave “Capn Carbon” and additional 30 miles for a total of 80+ for the day. GET A LIFE !
Sunday May 17
Wet What the Heck.
Those in attendance representing the “Roses”
Andy Brogdert
Lori Brogdert
Theresa Smit
Those in attendance representing the “Thorns”
Steve Cope – “Capn Carbon”
Josh Carter – “Moving Violation”
Tim Divinney – “The Love Train”, “Fast Tim”
Kevin Smit – “GOG”
The threat of rain was all around. Doppler Radar suggested it was about to get worse.
The group elected to head out thinking to do a shorter ride to be done prior to the rain.
In looking at the Doppler radar it appeared that the storms were further away if the group headed towards Apex rather than the normal Lake Jordan area. So “GOG” was quickly putting a route together in his head that would take the “Thorns” into Apex and then any number of routes back towards home.
The group swung onto High House and into the Preston Neighborhood. Nice slow start with the pack riding in a slight mist as they exited the roundabout in Preston and into the intersection at Carpenter Upchurch road. It was at this spot that the “Roses” elected to turn right towards familiar roads and the “Thorns” turned left towards Apex and any number of routes possible in that direction.
The mist was not increasing and in fact was letting up as the “Thorns” worked their way thru Cary and into down town Apex. “Wahoo looks like we will have dry roads and cool temps” was the joyful comment from “GOG”. Within the length of Old Salem road the Mist had returned and included brief drops of rain. Just as the group slowed for the stop light on North Salem and Highway 55 the riders could see that the road up ahead was WET, and in fact the air up ahead appeared to have a fuzzy haze about its appearance. No one mentioned it but they all saw the clear demarcation of dry and NOT DRY.
No hesitation from the group as all riders cleared thru the intersection and headed towards the pending dampness.
SPLASH.
Just as the group of cyclists reached the left hand turn onto Tingen the Humidity reached the total saturation point. No one wanted to turn back with the fun filled fast Tingen lying just ahead.
“Capn Carbon” jumped on the pedals and cracked the pace up immediately pulling the entire length of Tingen at speeds of 28 mph. “GOG” was working desperately to hold on. The rain in the face plus the spray from the rear tires, not to mention “GOGS” sweat in his eyes made it very challenging to see. The spray forced each trailing rider to slide off the rear wheel slightly putting the spray just at the side of the riders face and reducing the effect of a draft from the bike ahead. The group formed more of a tight echelon than a peloton. As the rolling hills of Tingen loomed the pack splintered with each rider working their best to meet the challenge of each of the climbs. And again it was “GOG” bringing up the rear.
At the corner of Tingen and Friendship the group stopped long enough to express the fun each had in the rain and on Tingen. The group also discussed the fact that “The Love Train” was missing from the ride Saturday due to his Choir practice. The group then learned he sings in Latin in Church’s. The group then asked if he had to sign a waiver promising not to defile or deface any religious objects or deities, and that he would not sing cuss words in Latin. A brief chuckle was had by all.
The rain had again stopped and the pack was directed to make the left turn towards Sharen Harris. As the group rolled on down the road the Rain returned with an even greater force. No sense in turning back now since all were as wet as they could get. “GOG” did decide to alter the route slightly with the intention of reducing the miles normally expected on this particular route. As Kevin was redrawing the route in his head the pack of cyclists continued their 19+ mph pace towards the intersection of Friendship and New Hill Holleman Road.
It was at that intersection that Kevin altered the route. Normally the group would turn left however today in the rain they were directed to make a right turn onto New Hill Holleman. This road is usually busy with traffic but today the traffic was almost nonexistent. This was a good thing since the road is also filled with pot holes that on today’s ride were now small lakes to be avoided at all costs. The group did a good job of working together announcing and then avoiding the potential pit falls that could be lying just beneath the surface. The direction on New Hill Holleman is also pocked with several hills much like the one in the last few miles of Tingen Road. As the group headed back towards Cary and Apex “The Love Train” asked “ you are not planning on taking us back into Apex on Olive Chapel Road are you?”. “NOPE, I have a much better route planned” was “GOG’s” reply. “BLESS YOU, I hate the hills on that road” was the immediate response from “The Love Train”. “ I do not have a clue where I am” was heard coming from “Capn Carbon”. “We were on this road Wednesday night” was the information supplied by “Moving Violation”, in his effort to help the always navigationally challenged “Capn Carbon”. This bit of information only made “Capn Carbon” more confused. The rain was now a steady downpour.
Half way up the longest climb of that section of the route on a curve “GOG” checked his mirror and craned his neck to look ahead into the curve before signaling the left turn onto Tody Goodwin.
The pack made a smooth turn onto this section of road with “Capn Carbon” and “Moving Violation” increasing the pace on the slight incline. The pack was spurred along at 21 mph up and over each of the rolling hills. The rain had subsided for now and remained that way the entire length of their run to the next T intersection at Beaver Dam Road. Once at the intersection the group again took a very brief pause allowing “GOG” to waddle up to the group. There were also two riders seen approaching the intersection from Beaver Dam Road and headed towards Highway 64. This was the direction the group was about to take as well.
“GOG” rolled on thru the intersection and onto Beaver Dam knowing that if he stopped at all “Capn Carbon” would be heard asking “What are we riding or what?”. The pace again reached 21 mph as the group closed in on Highway 64 and the roads leading towards home. At that intersection “Capn Carbon” pulled off into the parking lot at the gas station only to notice that “GOG” had again rolled into the intersection keeping his momentum from reaching a complete stop. Without hesitation “Capn Carbon” did a quick u-turn and bolted to the front of the pace line in an effort to encourage “GOG” into adding to momentum rather than coasting and losing any momentum. Now thru the intersection with “Capn Carbon” in the pull position the pace was again ratcheting up to and over 21 mph. “GOG” was focused on keeping as tight to “Capn’s” rear wheel as possible. This lasted only a short while as the pace remained in the low 20 mph range even as the road began to rise slightly in elevation. “I can’t Hold on, Sorry” was the cry from “GOG” as he slid to the outside allowing “The Love Train” and “Moving Violation” to fill into the prime drafting spots. “GOG” was now a solo rider once again only to be brought back into the pack after they coasted uphill towards the turn onto Holland Chapel Road. The rain was still holding off as the group made the turn towards Cary.
“I thought for sure you were going to chase down those two riders ahead of us” Josh was heard calling out to Steve. “What riders ahead of us” was Steve’s confused reply. “The ones we talked to back on Beaver Dam Road” was the frustrated comeback from “The Love Train”.
Clearly “Capn Carbon” does not know where he is, does not remember things even after a brief moment, and only has one speed – FAST ALL THE TIME.
After that brief bit of banter the group took off again remaining together the entire length of Holland Chapel thru the short right and left turn onto Luter Shop the pack road just fast enough to keep “GOG” within the pace line.
“GOG” knew that soon he would be riding solo again as the sprint for the County Line lay only a mile or two away. Sure enough the pace multiplied as each rider (not “GOG”) made a play to try and tire the others out just prior to the sprint. From a distance “GOG” saw the sprint unfold with JOSH CARTER – “MOVING VIOLATION” taking the county line sprint victory from STEV COPE _ “Capn Carbon”. That is two days in a row that “Moving Violation” has beaten “Capn Carbon” on the sprint to the county line.
With the sprint behind them all riders settled into a more reasonable pace again allowing “GOG” to remain in the pack.
Now contemplating the finishing route path “GOG” suggested they ride into Cary Glenn and “Nicole’s Roller Coasters”. In a surprised tone “Capn Carbon” was heard asking “Are you sure you want to do the extra miles and hills?”. “GOG” was not dead yet.
Just as the pack was directed into the neighborhood the skies darkened. “YEA I figured we could do a few more miles and hills and do them in pouring rain” was the smart ass remark from “GOG”.
Into the 3 climbs, the riders accelerated. Just prior to the last long climb out of the neighborhood the storm front hit dropping the temperature all at once. “GOG” was expecting snow any minute as the pack exited Cary Glenn and turned onto Carpenter Fire Station road. The group again altered their pace allowing for “GOG” to hang on as part of the pack. They all hit the green light at highway 55 and rolled onto the turn onto Carpenter Upchurch. This is the section of road that “Capn Carbon” makes sure he dominates and lays claim to demolishing any and all riders that are still in the pack with him. In the direction back towards the finish this section of road is known to the group as “Capn’s Grave Yard” as he buries all who try to hang with him. This section of road headed in the opposite direction is known to the group as “Ron’s Pull” for his monumental acceleration and pull during the early phases of a ride.
The pack was now falling in line behind “Capn” in an effort to see how long they would hang before being buried. “GOG” was in the tail position still working to recover from his earlier efforts to survive the days ride. Just as “Capn” started applying physical abuse upon the pack “GOG” was working to replace his water bottle into the cage when it slipped from his tired hands and rolled across the road.
Too add insult to injury the Rain was back and adding to the physical abuse. The ride leaders were then found circling back to see if Kevin was ok as he also was circling to go back and recover his water bottle that had now rolled into the ditch on the other side of the road.
Once the water bottle was back in its cage the pack was off to finish the last 2 – 4 miles in the rain.
“Capn Carbon” took little time to leave the group in his wake. All made the green lights thru High House and into the fast downhill towards Cary Parkway.
“GOG” again well behind the pack was working to time his move into the left lane for the pending turn into the Brueggers parking lot. The pack was several yards up ahead, a line of cars were passing on the left, a gap in the cars was forming just at the right time for “GOG” to signal and move left while a car was barring down directly behind him in the right lane. Just as “GOG” made his signal and was already well committed to the left lane the car behind decided to also move into the left lane. “GOG” and car were now intimately close with the car’s horn blowing and “GOG” waving thank you. The pack up ahead saw that “GOG” had set the stage for all to now enter the left lane and set up for the turn into the finish.
“Man I thought you were a hood ornament” was the quick comment from “Capn”. “I have no clue why that guy changed lanes into my lane after I had signaled and made my move” was the only reply from “GOG” as he too was convinced he was close being a hood ornament.
With the rain still coming down the riders rolled up to their vehicles and began to tear down the bikes for transport via car.
Theresa was found sitting in their car as she waited and waited and waited on Kevin.
“You said you guys would do a short ride maybe 30 miles at the most, I have been waiting for hours, what were you thinking riding in the rain, it is not safe”.
“The Roses were smart enough to turn back once the rain began”
“we only did 11 miles”
“ Why didn’t you call me”.
Kevin just stood there and took the verbal attack knowing there was no justification for having as much fun as they all had just had.
In an effort to help soften the attack from Theresa each of the other riders had comments like.
“Best ride ever”
“Great route let’s do that again soon”
“Riding in the rain was a Hoot”
“Thanks Kevin for a fantastic ride”
Kevin only stood there in the rain waiting for his punishment and to delay having to get in the car where he and Theresa could continue her scolding of him.
The “Thorns” rode 44 miles IN THE RAIN at an average of 17 mph.
And had a lot of fun doing it.
Join them next time in the rain.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
A GOG BONK
Saturday April 25th.
A beautiful Summer like day in Spring. The temps were already in the high 70’s and headed for the low 90’s. The breezes were light and humidity on the rise as the bikers assembled.
Those in attendance
For the “Roses”
Theresa Smit
Christine Pechner – rode to the start from home without “Slow Todd”.
For the “Thorns”
Todd Spain – TriTodd
Steve Cope – “Capn Carbon”
Jeffery Roussel – “Down Hill Racer” rode to the start on his Steel is Real Surley Bike.
Todd Pechner – “Slow Todd” – who also rode to the start but came in long after his wife arrived. This created a great deal of banter from the group as they all assumed he had slept in, or his wife actually out-rode him to get to the start first.
Kevin-Smit - “GOG” – the KING of BONK.
Suzanne McBee – rode to the start arriving late.
As the riders each trickled into Brueggers it was learned that TriTodd had started the morning by finding two flats on his bike. He changed the rear tire flat and was running out of time to fix the front so he stole the front wheel off of his son’s bike and used that for the days ride. The group also learned that “TrTodd’” wrist is still creating problems for him during swims and bike rides and he has it wrapped in what looked like elastic duct tape.
It was also learned that Jeffery had begun his day with a flat tire as well and had to change it before setting out to meet the group at Brueggers. This put him at risk of missing the start so he raced to get to Brueggers arriving in plenty of time to recover from that effort.
Just as the pack was ready to leave the parking lot they were visited by the husband of the woman who owes the beauty salon next to the ABC store. Last week the lady had asked the riders to park their cars somewhere else because they were taking spots away from her business. At that time there were only 3 cars parked as part of the group of riders. On this day there were only two cars parked as part of the group due to everyone else riding to the start.
It was TriTodd and Jeffery who explained to the gentleman that we only had two cars parked in the lot and we also visit Bruegger and Caribou at the beginning and end of the ride.
The gentleman then said sorry he thought there were many more cars involved. To help keep all parties happy it will be best to park from now on in the area just behind the retaining wall between the Brueggers lot and the restaurant that is now out of business. This will also help move the bikers out of the heavy traffic pattern of cars entering the lot.
The pack then headed out onto High House with the “Thorns and Roses” all staying tightly formed into a well organized pack. Just as the pack reached the turn into Preston Suzanne McBee was spotted heading towards them from the opposite direction. Everyone immediately recognized her as she also noticed the group. A quick exchange of banter and some hand signals that indicated she was there to join the group forced the pack to slow in anticipation of Suzanne’s sprint to catch-up.
The pace thru the Preston neighborhood was a quick as usual however on this day the “Roses” were in the middle of the pack and showed no signs of being dropped that early in the ride. Not even the first hill of the day posed a challenge for the “Roses” as they both were at the light at Davis with all the “Thorns”. Chirs had not been on her bike for several weeks if not months and showed no signs of being pushed. Theresa was focused on riding within the slip stream of anyone one she could even on the uphill climbs. The “Roses” are showing signs of strength and endurance as this season unfolds.
As the pack rolled thru the roundabout in Preston they learned all about “Slow Todds” previous weekends triathlon performance. He did very well in his age group and placed in the top 1/3 overall. His Boil did not even bother him, but he did get beat by at least 3 skirts. “Capn Carbon” has vowed NEVER to be Beaten by a SKIRT. That is why he does not enter any contests that allow women.
The group also learned about the ride “Capn Carbon” and Suzanne did last weekend. A large group of Mello Vello riders organized a one day trip to Pilot Mountain to ride 60 miles and three major climbs.
Unfortunately they were only able to accomplish 1 2/3s of the ride. The ride organizer had an unfortunate crash on the way down Pilot Mountain. He ended up OK – minor Concussion when he locked up his rear wheel and slid into the side of a pick-up truck that was headed up the hill on a hair pin curve. He was back on his bike at the Wednesday Mello Vello ride, and was also out Saturday leading another 60 plus mile ride that covered all the major hills in the local area. Suzanne’s husband Dayn was also on that ride while she elected to join the “Thorns” instead.
The group also learned about Theresa’s solid 3 days of biking the weekend before. She and Kevin along with Jae Brainard, the Clanton’s, Wayne, and other Mello Vello riders joined over 900 cyclists in Washington NC for the NC Spring ride. A 3 day event riding the flat roads of eastern NC. Theresa rode 75 miles on Friday at an average speed of 16.5 mph. She was accompanied by Kevin and Wayne who did all they could to hold on to her especially against some strong head winds. Theresa followed that up on Saturday by doing 111 miles at an average of 15.4 mph. She then elected to do a recovery ride on Sunday by riding 26 miles again against strong head winds. What an animal.
The group also learned that Jeffery led the “Thorns” last weekend and had 4 of TriTodd’s Triassholetes with him as he directed their efforts and routes. Thanks “Down Hill Racer” for being there and taking the lead. The group also learned that “Capn Carbon” led the “Thorns” last Sunday by designing a route that allowed them to then catch the Cycling Spoken here riders at the end of the “Thorns” ride and the Beginning of the “Cycling Spoken here” ride. This allowed any “Thorns” who wanted more miles to join in with the “CSH” ride. Thanks “Capn Carbon”. This may very well become a Sunday Tradition.
Back to the day’s ride.
The pack remained intact as they made the right turn onto Ron’s Pull. Kevin was in the lead position. He controlled the pack for about half the distance on Ron’s pull, working to keep the pace at or just under 20 mph. The “Roses” were solidly within the pace line. Then “Slow Todd” made a jump followed as expected by “Capn Carbon”. The rest of the pace line was content with the speed and enjoyed the game being played by the two riders who jumped. No need to wait on anyone at the end of Ron’s Pull.
The pack glided through the intersection and onto Carpenter Fire Station were Jeffery and TriTodd set the pace followed by the pack all now in single file. The run down Carpenter Fire Station remained a steady 20 mph with others like Kevin, and “Slow Todd” also taking short turns in the pull position. The “Thorns and Roses” still together as all made the left turn onto Yates Store and the next challenge known to all as “UpChuck” hill.
“Down Hill Racer” popped out of the pack to set himself up for his downhill plunge. “Capn Carbon” weaved his way through the pack to ensure he could gain full effect from the slip stream that would be created by “Down Hill” racer. The other cyclists each took a more tentative run down the hill making sure each allowed for room to maneuver around other cyclists and pot holes that continue to grow as fast as weeds in a yard.
“Capn Carbon” jumped first at the base of “UpChuck” followed by “Slow Todd” and then reluctantly by Kevin, and “Down Hill Racer” as he was already in the throws of loosing momentum. Those taking a more disciplined approach to the hill included TriTodd, Susanne, Theresa, and Chris.
“Capn Carbon” was the first to the top and he did so taunting the others by zooming past and then riding just hard enough to stay ahead while also traversing the hill from side to side (lengthening the hill for him and allowing him to scoff at those just below him on the climb).
A short group circle at the top of the hill pulled the group back together with the “Roses” still riding strong within the pack. A fast run of 19 – 21 mph through the rolling hills of New Hope Church Road towards the normal left turn onto Mt Pisgah and the “Roses” remained on the wheels of the “Thorns”. As the pack closed in on what is normally a left turn Kevin decided to change it up and instructed the pack to stay straight. This communications did not filter its way to the two lead riders who were still attacking each other with short sprints. Oddly enough “Capn Carbon” was planning to play a trick on “Slow Todd” and yelled to him that that route would go straight. “Slow Todd: was out front and “Capn Carbon” wanted “Slow Todd” to miss the left turn by going straight under his command to do so. As “Slow Todd” went on straight “Capn Carbon made the sharp left turn and started another attack onto Mt Pisgah. The plan backfired on “Capn Carbon” as the entire pack already planned to go straight per Kevin’s earlier instructions. “Slow Todd” caught “capn Carbon” making the left turn and he slowed to set himself up for a u turn. Just as he started to swing left the pack went zipping past him on all sides creating even more confusion. “Slow Todd” recovered and chased down the pack laughing as he did, now knowing “Capn Carbon” had duped no one but himself. It was not long before “Capn Carbon” was seen again nipping at the heels of the riders in the pack.
The next turn was a left onto 751 forcing the pack again into a single file draft line. The hills on 751 are longer than those on Mt Pisgah but do allow for a steady pull and resultant draft for those who can hold on. The pack was pulled along by “Down Hill” racer and Kevin as each took turns on 751 all the way to the next turn at Martha Chapel. The “Thorns” circled briefly as the “Roses” closed in on the turn onto Martha Chapel. The two long hills on 751 splintered them off the back of the pack. “Slow Todd” was nervously awaiting the arrival of his “Rose” when all of a sudden his momentum stalled, his bike wobbled, and then in perfect slow motion he and his bike hit the pavement just as Chris arrived at the intersection. Without a word “Slow Todd” removed himself from the bike and stood over it glaring at it as if to suggest the BIKE FAILED HIM. After a quick “You OK?” he picked up the bike and again with no other exchange of words mounted it and began to move towards Martha Chapel road.
In the mean time Theresa had already swung thru the turn and was continuing to press solo down Martha’s Chapel. The pack gathered slowly making sure that “Slow Todd” was indeed OK. Theresa was now well down the road as the pack pulled itself into formation. For the longest time no one was concerned about the lone rider who had made her move on the pack earlier. Finally “Slow Todd” made the charge only to again be followed by “Capn Carbon”. These two riders were the only ones concerned that Theresa may have just put a move on the entire pack. The pack again displayed a great deal of discipline as it kept all together while ratcheting up the speed.
The pack could see Theresa in the distance as the two worked to chase her down. It took half the length of Martha Chapel before they caught her. Theresa sensed them coming and prepared to jump on their rear wheels as they went by. She did a good job of timing it and held on only dropping off near the end of Martha Chapel. Theresa may soon be joining “Slow Todd” and “Capn Carbon” in there periodic attacks on one another.
As the riders reached the end of Martha’s Chapel they could see a fast moving pace line of riders rushing down Farrington headed towards Lystra. “Go Get Em” Theresa cried out to “Capn Carbon” and “Slow Todd”. “Capn Carbon” needed no encouragement as he was already in full pursuit. The “Thorns” had not yet finished their run down Martha Chapel as “Capn Carbon” was folding himself into this new pack of cyclists headed towards Lystra. That was the last time the “Thorns” and “Roses” saw “Capn Carbon”.
“Left onto Farrington” was the command from Kevin (GOG). His plan was to guide the cyclists up “Kevin’s Crawl” to Holland Chapel were they would say goodbye to the “Roses” who would head for home while the “Thorns” would do Big Woods and Lystra. “GOG” was in the pull position and held the pace line down to 14 mph up “Kevin’s Crawl” in an effort to allow the “Roses” to remain in the draft.
“YOU realy want to do Lystra?” TriTodd asked. “I considered it” was the reply from “GOG”. “How about we do Pea Ridge instead” was the rebuttal from TriTodd. No more discussion on that topic as the “Thorns” pulled off the side of the road to allow Suzanne to take a phone call and to say goodbye to the “Roses” who really pushed the pace for themselves and were now pointed towards the finish with about 15 miles to go.
Once Suzanne was off the phone the “Thorns” turned towards Highway 64 on Farrington. “GOG” was again at the head of the pace line pulling the pack at 19 to 21 mph. Across 64 at the lights indicating that the “Thorns” were indeed headed towards Pee Ridge and not Big Woods. “GOG” remained in the pull position for a short while on Beaver Dam road still working to hold the 19 – 21 mph pace. “TriTodd” then pulled up alongside and suggested that “GOG” take a break as “TriTodd” took the lead position. Now traveling at 24 mph the pack made their way to the right turn onto Pea Ridge Road just past Lake Jordan. The pack bunched up on the climb with “Slow Todd” and “TriTodd” pushing at 19 mph during the entire climb covering several miles to the left turn onto New Elam Church Road. At this point the road was marked with several areas that had just been patched. The patches still had small loose pea sized gravel/sand, there were also areas were gravel driveways puked large gravel stones into the path of the cyclists. As the cyclists started down one of the many hills “GOG” was coasting and drinking water from his water bottle just as he hit the edge of one of the Driveways and its mine field of stones.
BAM.
A rear flat.
“I got a Flat” was the cry from “GOG” forcing the pack to turn back to see what damage had been done.
“GOG” pulled his bike into the shade and began the slow process of changing his rear tube. “GOG” was already into full sweet management issues and bending over to fix the tire only put salty sweet into his eyes. Everyone watched and waited as “GOG” worked ever so slowly to complete a task that normally should be accomplished in 1 to 2 minutes. “Down Hill Racer” had a micro floor pump that came in very handy allowing “GOG” to get a full 120 lbs of pressure into his rear tire. “TriTodd” took a picture of the pathetic tire changing effort and sent it from his phone to his Twitter site for all to enjoy. During this entire process Susanne was having a great time chit chatting in a bubbly tone about many subjects none of which this rider can remember. “I believe you must be on Prozac to be so DAMN HAPPY all the time” was the mean remark from “GOG”. “NOPE”, “ Just Beer and WINE” was Susanne’s quick response.
“GOG” only shook his head as he wished he could bottle some of Susanne’s “SPIRT of LIFE” and use it for himself.
Back into the saddle each rider now made their way to old US highway 1 and the path back towards home. The temperature was well into the low 90’s as they made the turn.
“Can We STOP”, “I need to use the restroom” was the plea from Susanne. “Yes, for you we will stop” was the reply. “Who needs Water” was the question from “Down Hill Racer”. Jeffery ended up buying the biggest jug of water available and shared with everyone. Thanks “Down Hill Racer”.
The group now started the long 15 + mile drive towards home. Old US 1 is full of rolling hills and NO SHADE. “TriTodd” took the lead position and lit it up to 22 – 24 mph up hills. His steady pace and position on the road allowed “GOG” to ride within 2 inches of his rear wheel. He road with a confidence level that had the pack roll past biker after biker, some of whom grabbed on to the end of the pace line. At one point “Slow Todd” had slid past “GOG” to take second position. Then after a couple more miles “TriTodd” rolled off the front putting “Slow Todd” in the pull position with “GOG” in second and “Down Hill Racer” in third followed by Suzanne. At this point those that had grabbed on earlier had since dropped off the back. “Slow Todd” pulled for a short distance than rolled off. “OH NO” “GOG” felt the sudden impact of trying to hold 24 mph uphill while tired. He suddenly knew there was trouble. “I can’t Hold this pace the best I might be able to do is 17” he shouted to those behind. As soon as he was done delivering that message he realized he was DONE. “SHIT” he mumbled as he was now pulling out of the pace line. “I am in trouble” he was heard telling “Slow Todd” as “GOG” continued to fall towards the rear of the pace line. “Down Hill Racer” was now in the pull position and decided he needed to ratchet the pace back up to 24 mph. “GOG” was now falling further off the pace and had no hope of jumping onto the rear wheel of Suzanne as the pace line bolted on head.
YES he BONKED. Just that quick with no warning “GOG” was spent. He worked his best to stay upright as his pace was now a struggle at 11 mph. The pack was no longer in sight and all the cyclists that had been passed earlier were now easily zooming past the wounded “GOG”. The town of Apex was still 5 miles away. “GOG” knew that he needed to find shade and cold water to help with his recovery from the BONK. Food would also help but would have to come much later due to the nauseous sensation swelling within him. His eyes were trying to roll to the back of his head forcing him to shake his head periodically as if that would keep his eyes looking forward.
Now with 1 mile to go he spotted two riders in the distance riding slowly as if to suggest he was gaining on them when in fact they were slowing more and more to close the gap. It was “Slow Todd” and Suzanne who were now gliding along waiting to envelop the lone rider. “You OK” “Slow Todd” asked.
“NO Man I am Spent”. The three limped into APEX were “TriTodd” and “Down Hill Racer” were waiting under a shade tree for the others to arrive. “GOG” guided his bike up a driveway and onto the sidewalk were the shade was waiting for him. He dismounted, laid down his bike, removed his helmet and cloves and sat himself down on the cool grass. “I will be OK, just need to recover for a few minutes, I know my way home from here, I have a phone, I will be OK, You guys go on, I do not want to hold you up” he spoke in a slurred manner. No one spoke they all just stared at this lump on the ground. Finally it was “Down Hill Racer” who said “You don’t look very good”. Everyone else continued to stare.
“I Bonk all the time, I just need to rest a few and then I will limp on to the finish”. “Please go on, do not wait on me to recover, If you don’t go you will force me to leave before I am ready too” again in a partial slurred form of speech.
“You would not leave Me” Suzanne said in a defiant tone.
“OK, I am ready” Kevin said as he stood.
“Woo”.
As soon as he stood Kevin was forced to bend over putting his head between his knees to keep from passing out.
Sitting back down Kevin was now found pulling his helmet to him as he then placed it under his head as a pillow now finding himself laying rather than sitting in the grass.
“OK” , “ I will call Theresa to come and get me” Kevin said in defeat.
That was what was needed for “TriTodd” and “Down Hill Racer” to have permission to finish the ride.
Suzanne and “Slow Todd” continued to monitor “GOG” for signs of shock until Theresa was seen approaching in the car.
The “Roses” completed 35 miles at a 16 mph pace. GREAT RIDE.
The “Thorns” were entertained by the antics of “Capn Carbon”, and “GOG” with “Capn Carbon” remaining with the pack he chased down and completed 80 miles at 19 mph average. While “GOG” provided entertainment value in his tire changing abilities and his trick in BONKING.
The “Thorns” who actually made it to the finish completed 46 miles.
No SUNDAY report.
"GOG" stayed in bed still working to recover from his BONK.
In checking his blood pressure that Sunday morning it was 100/55. That is a very low ready for "GOG" who takes medication for high blood pressure.
Rumor has it that Sunday's ride had many riders.
Some in attendance included.
Coach Dotson
Steve Cope
Todd Spain
Tim Travitz
Tim Deviney
Christy Miller
Jae Brainard
Theresa Smit
Jeffery Roussel
Josh Carter
Jill Fitzgibons
and at least 2 other of TRITODDS Triassholetes.
Several of the "Thorns" did the ride including Big Woods, and then jumped into the pack of Riders headed out from Cycling Spoken Here.
A beautiful Summer like day in Spring. The temps were already in the high 70’s and headed for the low 90’s. The breezes were light and humidity on the rise as the bikers assembled.
Those in attendance
For the “Roses”
Theresa Smit
Christine Pechner – rode to the start from home without “Slow Todd”.
For the “Thorns”
Todd Spain – TriTodd
Steve Cope – “Capn Carbon”
Jeffery Roussel – “Down Hill Racer” rode to the start on his Steel is Real Surley Bike.
Todd Pechner – “Slow Todd” – who also rode to the start but came in long after his wife arrived. This created a great deal of banter from the group as they all assumed he had slept in, or his wife actually out-rode him to get to the start first.
Kevin-Smit - “GOG” – the KING of BONK.
Suzanne McBee – rode to the start arriving late.
As the riders each trickled into Brueggers it was learned that TriTodd had started the morning by finding two flats on his bike. He changed the rear tire flat and was running out of time to fix the front so he stole the front wheel off of his son’s bike and used that for the days ride. The group also learned that “TrTodd’” wrist is still creating problems for him during swims and bike rides and he has it wrapped in what looked like elastic duct tape.
It was also learned that Jeffery had begun his day with a flat tire as well and had to change it before setting out to meet the group at Brueggers. This put him at risk of missing the start so he raced to get to Brueggers arriving in plenty of time to recover from that effort.
Just as the pack was ready to leave the parking lot they were visited by the husband of the woman who owes the beauty salon next to the ABC store. Last week the lady had asked the riders to park their cars somewhere else because they were taking spots away from her business. At that time there were only 3 cars parked as part of the group of riders. On this day there were only two cars parked as part of the group due to everyone else riding to the start.
It was TriTodd and Jeffery who explained to the gentleman that we only had two cars parked in the lot and we also visit Bruegger and Caribou at the beginning and end of the ride.
The gentleman then said sorry he thought there were many more cars involved. To help keep all parties happy it will be best to park from now on in the area just behind the retaining wall between the Brueggers lot and the restaurant that is now out of business. This will also help move the bikers out of the heavy traffic pattern of cars entering the lot.
The pack then headed out onto High House with the “Thorns and Roses” all staying tightly formed into a well organized pack. Just as the pack reached the turn into Preston Suzanne McBee was spotted heading towards them from the opposite direction. Everyone immediately recognized her as she also noticed the group. A quick exchange of banter and some hand signals that indicated she was there to join the group forced the pack to slow in anticipation of Suzanne’s sprint to catch-up.
The pace thru the Preston neighborhood was a quick as usual however on this day the “Roses” were in the middle of the pack and showed no signs of being dropped that early in the ride. Not even the first hill of the day posed a challenge for the “Roses” as they both were at the light at Davis with all the “Thorns”. Chirs had not been on her bike for several weeks if not months and showed no signs of being pushed. Theresa was focused on riding within the slip stream of anyone one she could even on the uphill climbs. The “Roses” are showing signs of strength and endurance as this season unfolds.
As the pack rolled thru the roundabout in Preston they learned all about “Slow Todds” previous weekends triathlon performance. He did very well in his age group and placed in the top 1/3 overall. His Boil did not even bother him, but he did get beat by at least 3 skirts. “Capn Carbon” has vowed NEVER to be Beaten by a SKIRT. That is why he does not enter any contests that allow women.
The group also learned about the ride “Capn Carbon” and Suzanne did last weekend. A large group of Mello Vello riders organized a one day trip to Pilot Mountain to ride 60 miles and three major climbs.
Unfortunately they were only able to accomplish 1 2/3s of the ride. The ride organizer had an unfortunate crash on the way down Pilot Mountain. He ended up OK – minor Concussion when he locked up his rear wheel and slid into the side of a pick-up truck that was headed up the hill on a hair pin curve. He was back on his bike at the Wednesday Mello Vello ride, and was also out Saturday leading another 60 plus mile ride that covered all the major hills in the local area. Suzanne’s husband Dayn was also on that ride while she elected to join the “Thorns” instead.
The group also learned about Theresa’s solid 3 days of biking the weekend before. She and Kevin along with Jae Brainard, the Clanton’s, Wayne, and other Mello Vello riders joined over 900 cyclists in Washington NC for the NC Spring ride. A 3 day event riding the flat roads of eastern NC. Theresa rode 75 miles on Friday at an average speed of 16.5 mph. She was accompanied by Kevin and Wayne who did all they could to hold on to her especially against some strong head winds. Theresa followed that up on Saturday by doing 111 miles at an average of 15.4 mph. She then elected to do a recovery ride on Sunday by riding 26 miles again against strong head winds. What an animal.
The group also learned that Jeffery led the “Thorns” last weekend and had 4 of TriTodd’s Triassholetes with him as he directed their efforts and routes. Thanks “Down Hill Racer” for being there and taking the lead. The group also learned that “Capn Carbon” led the “Thorns” last Sunday by designing a route that allowed them to then catch the Cycling Spoken here riders at the end of the “Thorns” ride and the Beginning of the “Cycling Spoken here” ride. This allowed any “Thorns” who wanted more miles to join in with the “CSH” ride. Thanks “Capn Carbon”. This may very well become a Sunday Tradition.
Back to the day’s ride.
The pack remained intact as they made the right turn onto Ron’s Pull. Kevin was in the lead position. He controlled the pack for about half the distance on Ron’s pull, working to keep the pace at or just under 20 mph. The “Roses” were solidly within the pace line. Then “Slow Todd” made a jump followed as expected by “Capn Carbon”. The rest of the pace line was content with the speed and enjoyed the game being played by the two riders who jumped. No need to wait on anyone at the end of Ron’s Pull.
The pack glided through the intersection and onto Carpenter Fire Station were Jeffery and TriTodd set the pace followed by the pack all now in single file. The run down Carpenter Fire Station remained a steady 20 mph with others like Kevin, and “Slow Todd” also taking short turns in the pull position. The “Thorns and Roses” still together as all made the left turn onto Yates Store and the next challenge known to all as “UpChuck” hill.
“Down Hill Racer” popped out of the pack to set himself up for his downhill plunge. “Capn Carbon” weaved his way through the pack to ensure he could gain full effect from the slip stream that would be created by “Down Hill” racer. The other cyclists each took a more tentative run down the hill making sure each allowed for room to maneuver around other cyclists and pot holes that continue to grow as fast as weeds in a yard.
“Capn Carbon” jumped first at the base of “UpChuck” followed by “Slow Todd” and then reluctantly by Kevin, and “Down Hill Racer” as he was already in the throws of loosing momentum. Those taking a more disciplined approach to the hill included TriTodd, Susanne, Theresa, and Chris.
“Capn Carbon” was the first to the top and he did so taunting the others by zooming past and then riding just hard enough to stay ahead while also traversing the hill from side to side (lengthening the hill for him and allowing him to scoff at those just below him on the climb).
A short group circle at the top of the hill pulled the group back together with the “Roses” still riding strong within the pack. A fast run of 19 – 21 mph through the rolling hills of New Hope Church Road towards the normal left turn onto Mt Pisgah and the “Roses” remained on the wheels of the “Thorns”. As the pack closed in on what is normally a left turn Kevin decided to change it up and instructed the pack to stay straight. This communications did not filter its way to the two lead riders who were still attacking each other with short sprints. Oddly enough “Capn Carbon” was planning to play a trick on “Slow Todd” and yelled to him that that route would go straight. “Slow Todd: was out front and “Capn Carbon” wanted “Slow Todd” to miss the left turn by going straight under his command to do so. As “Slow Todd” went on straight “Capn Carbon made the sharp left turn and started another attack onto Mt Pisgah. The plan backfired on “Capn Carbon” as the entire pack already planned to go straight per Kevin’s earlier instructions. “Slow Todd” caught “capn Carbon” making the left turn and he slowed to set himself up for a u turn. Just as he started to swing left the pack went zipping past him on all sides creating even more confusion. “Slow Todd” recovered and chased down the pack laughing as he did, now knowing “Capn Carbon” had duped no one but himself. It was not long before “Capn Carbon” was seen again nipping at the heels of the riders in the pack.
The next turn was a left onto 751 forcing the pack again into a single file draft line. The hills on 751 are longer than those on Mt Pisgah but do allow for a steady pull and resultant draft for those who can hold on. The pack was pulled along by “Down Hill” racer and Kevin as each took turns on 751 all the way to the next turn at Martha Chapel. The “Thorns” circled briefly as the “Roses” closed in on the turn onto Martha Chapel. The two long hills on 751 splintered them off the back of the pack. “Slow Todd” was nervously awaiting the arrival of his “Rose” when all of a sudden his momentum stalled, his bike wobbled, and then in perfect slow motion he and his bike hit the pavement just as Chris arrived at the intersection. Without a word “Slow Todd” removed himself from the bike and stood over it glaring at it as if to suggest the BIKE FAILED HIM. After a quick “You OK?” he picked up the bike and again with no other exchange of words mounted it and began to move towards Martha Chapel road.
In the mean time Theresa had already swung thru the turn and was continuing to press solo down Martha’s Chapel. The pack gathered slowly making sure that “Slow Todd” was indeed OK. Theresa was now well down the road as the pack pulled itself into formation. For the longest time no one was concerned about the lone rider who had made her move on the pack earlier. Finally “Slow Todd” made the charge only to again be followed by “Capn Carbon”. These two riders were the only ones concerned that Theresa may have just put a move on the entire pack. The pack again displayed a great deal of discipline as it kept all together while ratcheting up the speed.
The pack could see Theresa in the distance as the two worked to chase her down. It took half the length of Martha Chapel before they caught her. Theresa sensed them coming and prepared to jump on their rear wheels as they went by. She did a good job of timing it and held on only dropping off near the end of Martha Chapel. Theresa may soon be joining “Slow Todd” and “Capn Carbon” in there periodic attacks on one another.
As the riders reached the end of Martha’s Chapel they could see a fast moving pace line of riders rushing down Farrington headed towards Lystra. “Go Get Em” Theresa cried out to “Capn Carbon” and “Slow Todd”. “Capn Carbon” needed no encouragement as he was already in full pursuit. The “Thorns” had not yet finished their run down Martha Chapel as “Capn Carbon” was folding himself into this new pack of cyclists headed towards Lystra. That was the last time the “Thorns” and “Roses” saw “Capn Carbon”.
“Left onto Farrington” was the command from Kevin (GOG). His plan was to guide the cyclists up “Kevin’s Crawl” to Holland Chapel were they would say goodbye to the “Roses” who would head for home while the “Thorns” would do Big Woods and Lystra. “GOG” was in the pull position and held the pace line down to 14 mph up “Kevin’s Crawl” in an effort to allow the “Roses” to remain in the draft.
“YOU realy want to do Lystra?” TriTodd asked. “I considered it” was the reply from “GOG”. “How about we do Pea Ridge instead” was the rebuttal from TriTodd. No more discussion on that topic as the “Thorns” pulled off the side of the road to allow Suzanne to take a phone call and to say goodbye to the “Roses” who really pushed the pace for themselves and were now pointed towards the finish with about 15 miles to go.
Once Suzanne was off the phone the “Thorns” turned towards Highway 64 on Farrington. “GOG” was again at the head of the pace line pulling the pack at 19 to 21 mph. Across 64 at the lights indicating that the “Thorns” were indeed headed towards Pee Ridge and not Big Woods. “GOG” remained in the pull position for a short while on Beaver Dam road still working to hold the 19 – 21 mph pace. “TriTodd” then pulled up alongside and suggested that “GOG” take a break as “TriTodd” took the lead position. Now traveling at 24 mph the pack made their way to the right turn onto Pea Ridge Road just past Lake Jordan. The pack bunched up on the climb with “Slow Todd” and “TriTodd” pushing at 19 mph during the entire climb covering several miles to the left turn onto New Elam Church Road. At this point the road was marked with several areas that had just been patched. The patches still had small loose pea sized gravel/sand, there were also areas were gravel driveways puked large gravel stones into the path of the cyclists. As the cyclists started down one of the many hills “GOG” was coasting and drinking water from his water bottle just as he hit the edge of one of the Driveways and its mine field of stones.
BAM.
A rear flat.
“I got a Flat” was the cry from “GOG” forcing the pack to turn back to see what damage had been done.
“GOG” pulled his bike into the shade and began the slow process of changing his rear tube. “GOG” was already into full sweet management issues and bending over to fix the tire only put salty sweet into his eyes. Everyone watched and waited as “GOG” worked ever so slowly to complete a task that normally should be accomplished in 1 to 2 minutes. “Down Hill Racer” had a micro floor pump that came in very handy allowing “GOG” to get a full 120 lbs of pressure into his rear tire. “TriTodd” took a picture of the pathetic tire changing effort and sent it from his phone to his Twitter site for all to enjoy. During this entire process Susanne was having a great time chit chatting in a bubbly tone about many subjects none of which this rider can remember. “I believe you must be on Prozac to be so DAMN HAPPY all the time” was the mean remark from “GOG”. “NOPE”, “ Just Beer and WINE” was Susanne’s quick response.
“GOG” only shook his head as he wished he could bottle some of Susanne’s “SPIRT of LIFE” and use it for himself.
Back into the saddle each rider now made their way to old US highway 1 and the path back towards home. The temperature was well into the low 90’s as they made the turn.
“Can We STOP”, “I need to use the restroom” was the plea from Susanne. “Yes, for you we will stop” was the reply. “Who needs Water” was the question from “Down Hill Racer”. Jeffery ended up buying the biggest jug of water available and shared with everyone. Thanks “Down Hill Racer”.
The group now started the long 15 + mile drive towards home. Old US 1 is full of rolling hills and NO SHADE. “TriTodd” took the lead position and lit it up to 22 – 24 mph up hills. His steady pace and position on the road allowed “GOG” to ride within 2 inches of his rear wheel. He road with a confidence level that had the pack roll past biker after biker, some of whom grabbed on to the end of the pace line. At one point “Slow Todd” had slid past “GOG” to take second position. Then after a couple more miles “TriTodd” rolled off the front putting “Slow Todd” in the pull position with “GOG” in second and “Down Hill Racer” in third followed by Suzanne. At this point those that had grabbed on earlier had since dropped off the back. “Slow Todd” pulled for a short distance than rolled off. “OH NO” “GOG” felt the sudden impact of trying to hold 24 mph uphill while tired. He suddenly knew there was trouble. “I can’t Hold this pace the best I might be able to do is 17” he shouted to those behind. As soon as he was done delivering that message he realized he was DONE. “SHIT” he mumbled as he was now pulling out of the pace line. “I am in trouble” he was heard telling “Slow Todd” as “GOG” continued to fall towards the rear of the pace line. “Down Hill Racer” was now in the pull position and decided he needed to ratchet the pace back up to 24 mph. “GOG” was now falling further off the pace and had no hope of jumping onto the rear wheel of Suzanne as the pace line bolted on head.
YES he BONKED. Just that quick with no warning “GOG” was spent. He worked his best to stay upright as his pace was now a struggle at 11 mph. The pack was no longer in sight and all the cyclists that had been passed earlier were now easily zooming past the wounded “GOG”. The town of Apex was still 5 miles away. “GOG” knew that he needed to find shade and cold water to help with his recovery from the BONK. Food would also help but would have to come much later due to the nauseous sensation swelling within him. His eyes were trying to roll to the back of his head forcing him to shake his head periodically as if that would keep his eyes looking forward.
Now with 1 mile to go he spotted two riders in the distance riding slowly as if to suggest he was gaining on them when in fact they were slowing more and more to close the gap. It was “Slow Todd” and Suzanne who were now gliding along waiting to envelop the lone rider. “You OK” “Slow Todd” asked.
“NO Man I am Spent”. The three limped into APEX were “TriTodd” and “Down Hill Racer” were waiting under a shade tree for the others to arrive. “GOG” guided his bike up a driveway and onto the sidewalk were the shade was waiting for him. He dismounted, laid down his bike, removed his helmet and cloves and sat himself down on the cool grass. “I will be OK, just need to recover for a few minutes, I know my way home from here, I have a phone, I will be OK, You guys go on, I do not want to hold you up” he spoke in a slurred manner. No one spoke they all just stared at this lump on the ground. Finally it was “Down Hill Racer” who said “You don’t look very good”. Everyone else continued to stare.
“I Bonk all the time, I just need to rest a few and then I will limp on to the finish”. “Please go on, do not wait on me to recover, If you don’t go you will force me to leave before I am ready too” again in a partial slurred form of speech.
“You would not leave Me” Suzanne said in a defiant tone.
“OK, I am ready” Kevin said as he stood.
“Woo”.
As soon as he stood Kevin was forced to bend over putting his head between his knees to keep from passing out.
Sitting back down Kevin was now found pulling his helmet to him as he then placed it under his head as a pillow now finding himself laying rather than sitting in the grass.
“OK” , “ I will call Theresa to come and get me” Kevin said in defeat.
That was what was needed for “TriTodd” and “Down Hill Racer” to have permission to finish the ride.
Suzanne and “Slow Todd” continued to monitor “GOG” for signs of shock until Theresa was seen approaching in the car.
The “Roses” completed 35 miles at a 16 mph pace. GREAT RIDE.
The “Thorns” were entertained by the antics of “Capn Carbon”, and “GOG” with “Capn Carbon” remaining with the pack he chased down and completed 80 miles at 19 mph average. While “GOG” provided entertainment value in his tire changing abilities and his trick in BONKING.
The “Thorns” who actually made it to the finish completed 46 miles.
No SUNDAY report.
"GOG" stayed in bed still working to recover from his BONK.
In checking his blood pressure that Sunday morning it was 100/55. That is a very low ready for "GOG" who takes medication for high blood pressure.
Rumor has it that Sunday's ride had many riders.
Some in attendance included.
Coach Dotson
Steve Cope
Todd Spain
Tim Travitz
Tim Deviney
Christy Miller
Jae Brainard
Theresa Smit
Jeffery Roussel
Josh Carter
Jill Fitzgibons
and at least 2 other of TRITODDS Triassholetes.
Several of the "Thorns" did the ride including Big Woods, and then jumped into the pack of Riders headed out from Cycling Spoken Here.
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