Exploring Dirt Roads, Re-discovering Cycling
Sunday morning I drove to Liz’s house for breakfast and to watch day two of le tour de france. We laughed and cheered, drank an extra cup of coffee and watched the sprinters do their thing for the stage victory(I was disappointed to watch Cavendish go out at 300 meters only to be gobbled up by Greipel, Sagan and Cancellara at the line). With the stage over, I drove out of the City to Inglewood for a 95-100 road ride. However, this would not be your typical road ride. Nope, rather than smooth pavement, I was in search of dirt and gravel roads. With one of Jouko’s routes jotted down on a post-it note, I knew I would find what I was looking for. And you know what, I found a whole lot more…
Seven minutes. That’s how long it took before I turned off Old Base Line onto Kennedy and the pavement turned to hard-packed dirt/gravel. A broad smile appeared on my face. I sat up right, clapped loudly and pumped my fist in the air. “All right, Jouko! Yes” I yelled and the road started to climb.
Kennedy, Escarpment, Finnerty, Concession 5, 20 Sideroad, 25 Sideroad, 5 Line, 4 Line. One empty dirt mile after another. Past vast agricultural fields and sprawling estates with million dollar views. As the day wore on, the roads got tougher. Many of them were posted as unmaintained or no exit. These roads would descend sharply and around corners completely eroded with gullies a foot deep. What was ridable was deep, loose sand mixed with chunky gravel. I had to be so very careful picking my line and things nearly got away from me once or twice. At the bottom, the road would shoot back up the other side with no mercy. Not only were those climbs so steep I was glad to have my granny-ring, but the sand and gravel prevented me from gaining any real momentum. I was sweating, grunting, hurting and loving every moment of it. This, this is cycling I thought to myself as the lactic acid started to nibble at my legs.
Over the past two weeks, I’ve gone out for two rides covering gravel roads or rail trails. Both were such a tease, just a taste of what I wanted. Sunday morning, I got what I was craving. What I didn’t expect, however, was to feel as though I’d discovered cycling all over again. I was tearing along those farm roads with the rabid enthusiasm of a newbie. Is this what cycling is all about? This is amazing! do other people know about this? Truly, it felt like a hidden world was suddenly revealed to me. All I needed was the right bike and a good route.
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