Archive for January, 2018

Blood, Sweat & Gears

Monday, January 29th, 2018

I woke up early on the 12th of June. It was a cloudy, rainy day, and I went for a little walk around the hotel before breakfast. We had a hard day ahead of us – starting straight into a big mountain – and I was a bit nervous. I’ve never liked stages like this: A big climb early and more than 2000m altitude gain. Plus, I’d just come back from a crash where I suffered a broken collarbone, and my form wasn’t good yet. So I’m sitting at the hotel with my breakfast and coffee when I see an ashen, nervous face coming into the hall. It was obvious that Mister João Correia was just as anxious about the day’s ride as me.

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The Coast Ride Day Three: Add It Up

Tuesday, January 16th, 2018

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Let’s be honest, The Coast Ride isn’t entirely accurate unless your bicycle shares characteristics with that of a hovercraft. We discussed yesterday that the freshly felled section of California coast makes it impossible to complete the Monterey to Morro Bay route entirely within a seven iron’s distance of the Pacific, so we took a short detour upward and inland. Today’s final section is anything but a ultimate day’s parade stage — rather, 128 miles of California heartland was on the docket.

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Day Two: Rollering down the California Coast

Monday, January 15th, 2018

Day 2 of the 2018 Coast Ride

Having lived overseas for nearly a decade, I’m semi-literate in a handful of languages; converting metric to statute translations is also one my many skills. I can tell you that 100 miles is 160 kilometers. So what’s 160 miles? A really, really, really long way to ride a bike.

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Coasting down The Coast

Sunday, January 14th, 2018

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If you take all three hundred cyclists and divide the work among the 128 miles required to pedal from San Francisco to Monterey on The Coast Ride’s opening day, that’s just 0.42 miles of pulling apiece. Of course, the biggest climbs come in the opening minutes of the seven-to-ten hour day, so that math doesn’t actually shake out. Within minutes the ambitious and well-caffeinated group is splintered throughout Golden Gate Park and San Francisco’s beautiful Presidio, and then strung out south all over Highway 1.

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