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So for my first 'official' permanent I decided to ride the Ridiculous 200, because, well... Ridiculous? :D
The day started out quite nice: sun shining, cool temperatures and I was stoked to get the show on the road. With all of the climbing I brought my race bike and had bags of food hanging off it all the way along, making for an amusing spectacle.
I ended up riding with a bunch of rather gung-ho riders to Britannia Beach, whom I let drop me on each of the climbs as I tried to conserve all the energy I could, and catching up on the descents of each hill. The beautiful vistas of the Sea to Sky never fail to impress me. And the traffic was reasonably pleasant, so a nice, brisk start to the day. At Britannia Beach snacks were nibbled and a museum employee was coerced into signing the control card and back off to Cypress we set off.
One of the riders I rode with ended up having 2 flats, so eventually I gave up waiting and rode on back towards the base of climb 1, Cypress.
Eventually the base of Seymour was reached and after a quick coke & chai tea & muffin break, it was time to start the last climb of the day. In between the missed turnoff on Lonsdale and the base of Mt Seymour Rd, the rain had kindly let up, but lo and behold, as soon as Seymour was reached, the sky spat again!
At the top I was rather discouraged by the time, thinking I wouldn't make it back under my self-imposed 10 hour time limit, so I took a 20-minute break and just relaxed and ate more food! Yummy sugar. (Yes, I eat a lot) The descent started slow, but about a quarter of the way down my legs seemed to say, "Hey? Ready to ride again?" so I began happily whizzing down the hill and passing folks, realising along the way that the time was still achievable.
Booked it along the Hwy, up to the base of the demonstration forest, practically snatching the cue sheet from my benevolent sign-ee's on the trail, and then hightailed back to Dream Cycles, sprinting to make every light, and eventually returning, tired, but satisfied.
Returning to my doorstep, the GPS read: 8hrs 12 minutes moving time (meh), 216.7km distance (alright), and a lovely 3,977m of elevation (there's the fun part!).
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June 29, 2013