My Ride...
After the race ended, I hopped in the car and motored out to Sutter on the other side of the Sutter Buttes, the world's smallest mountain range. When I pulled up at the meeting site, Pat was already there. Pat belongs to the Yuba-Sutter Cycling Club along with Jonathan and Angie.
As an aside, Pat had just returned from an epic ride which started in the LA area, where they dipped their wheels into the ocean before setting off cross country. Due to work (yeah contrary to popular belief, us cyclists do have jobs) Pat only, ("only" is probably not the correct word here) rode to Topeka, KS, totaling 1701 miles and something like 50,000 feet of climbing. Get this... in 15 days! You can check out the ride's weblog written by Mike the tour leader, HERE.
I read all the entries to the point where Pat departed and now have a dream of doing one of the rides put on by Mike and his motley staff. You can check them out here. Note, I probably don't have the gumption to start with the one Pat did.
Another aside, I swear this is the last one today... Jonathan also did this ride a couple years back and made the whole trip from LA to Boston in 32 days. I'll have to twist his arm and see if I can get a couple of stories out of him too. Trust when I say any story from these rides are inspiring!
OK, about the ride. So, as I was saying, Pat was there ready to go when I arrived. Minutes later Jonathan, Angie, Jonathan's brother Tim and his wife Sharon arrived. As they were taking their bikes off the rack, I was assembling my from the trunk of my car (I need to get a bike rack). Right off the bat, I strip the bolt on my seat clamp, luckily after it was tight. As well, in a rush to leave the house, Angie had forgotten her helmet and gloves, DOH! But so is life and you've got to roll with the punches.
There was a very brisk wind coming out of the south mostly, so Pat suggested we take a backward route around the Buttes to keep the wind at our backs for a major portion of the ride. It seemed to work, but you wouldn't have thought so once we pointed our noses into said wind. BRUTAL! It was blowing at least 20 MPH but needless to say it was still a good time.
While off the front with Pat for a few moments, he told me a story about one guy on the Fast Ride (name of the ride across America) who had a squeaky bottom bracket. No one wanted to ride near the guy as the noise would eventually drive you mad. It was just about that time that my newly installed chain rings began to make a high pitched squeak and Pat yelled out, "Get away from me!" I laughed as I felt his pain and cursed the noise as well.
As we crested what seemed to be a mountain because of the wind in our faces, we were caught by Rogelio, another member of the Yuba-Sutter Cycling Club. We all stopped at the top, admiring the views and chatting. Then came another Yuba rider, oh but his name escapes me. He was on his way to work from Yuba to Colusa where he works in the casino. It seems that he rides his bike to and from work which is 30 miles each way. He said he's logged over 8000 miles this year already, WOW!
Then, it was back into Sutter where Jonathan treated us to Mexican food at what seems to be one of two establishments in the whole town. It was tasty, hit the spot, and was fuel for the rest of our ride.
The ladies rode the first 40 mile loop and were heading into town for some shopping, Tim was having trouble with his knee and decided to go with them as to take it easy. So, Jonathan and I headed out into the wind again. This time it didn't seem so bad, and the route we took for the next 32 miles seemed to have solved our wind issues. We headed over toward the Sacramento River as the view and roads over there are wonderful. Eventually we did have to ride into the wind for about 30 minutes but knowing the end was near, it was enjoyable.
So, I had a great day as I'm sure everyone else did. We said our goodbye and made plans for the four of them to come up Chico way on Monday to ride. So now I must devise a nice route for us to take which gets in the best views while not burying us. I'd better get to planning!















