CYCLING JOURNAL: April 2019

Got up a 5:00 am yesterday and headed out the door at 5:30 am, headed to the Silver Dollar fair ground to meet up with Jenni and Janelle. Over 33 thousand cyclist show up today at varying times.

I had a long selfie stick called Jenni. Who provided me with the photo. :)

Look at that look on her face she ready to go. Just waiting for Janelle.

Janelle

Check this out while we were taking photos a guy from a cycling travel agency was taking photos and he asked us to pose during this photo several time. Really want to see if they use it in there video.

Here we go 100 miles or bust.

Right into the sun!!! Talk about being blinded by the light.

Our first climb was literally blinding. And they covered all of the holes and fixed the wash out.

We were riding along with a group of really nice guys and turns out they follow me. So I told them I'd put them in my blog. :)

Can't see anything on Humboldt. LOL

Suns coming up.

Down 32 Hwy and headed toward Paradise.

Mug shot.

Here we go, getting read to climb.

Made it to the first rest spot in Paradise.

I stuck to the fruit for now. Oranges were like lemons. Pucker fest. Strawberry had no flavor at all. But I ate it anyway.

The Nuun energy drinks were there I drank it because I did not have a choice. I don't like it, my body did not like it. It gave me a slight stomach ach. And worst of all it tasted sour to me. So no I did not enjoy drinking it, but like I said I had no choice. It ingredients are simple, but something was not right. I got the slight stomach ache after I took the first few drinks.

Well on ward.

Paradise is still recovering from the fire. Clean up is full time.

The road ahead.

There were cut logs ever were. Going down Pentz we saw about 5 cyclist taking up the whole lane. la de da and not paying attention. Yes if you heard yelling that was me. I race up to 47 miles and hour to chew them out. These people give cyclist a bad rap. And guess what they didn't give a fucking shit that they were blocking traffic. We have good cyclist then there are all so ass hole who make us look bad. Shaking my head.

Headed to Coal canyon.

I got Mega dropped. LOL Lot of racing team past us.

Haze in the valley.

Looking a baby horses. No stopping to take good photos.

Getting to our second rest stop at the park.

Here I had more fruit and some slices of pound cake. When you pounding the pavement you need pound cake. Believe me.

Recharge and rolling.

Lot's of horses here and there.

Our destination on the left, Table top Mountain. Crossing over the flume.

Mug shot 2.

Jenni getting ready to drop me as we go up the hill.

Bye bye.

The steep climbs were hard. Really hard.
There was this bronco car ?? With a major douche bag driving it and he was harassing cyclist. Yelling at them and honking his horn like he LORD of the road and how dare we ride on Public property. He must have work up by pulling his head out of his ass, no wonder his hair was brown.
When your on a climb it's hard to control the bike because your going so slow, so having a car/Suv?? behind you honking his horn and cussing you out was very agitating. There was no cars coming so he could have gone around, oh but no he was too busy yelling at me to get off the road. HELLO Kook Burger! There is no were to go expect for down the embankment. That is were he wanted me to go. Yes I yelled cuss words at him I can't remember what exactly, but I was pissed and scared. As probably the other riders were. So now I'm pinned and stop because I had no were to go I grabbed on to his car, because I did not feel like falling down, and he yelled at me for touching his car. I yelled at him and his wife and said you god dam Trump supporters. I just blurted that out of frustration. I was tired, hot, my eyes were burning from sweating and I'm got a God Dame Childish Twat! Trying to run me off the road. So yeah I was upset. Keep peddling.

Rest area 3.

Our Lovey volunteers.
I only ate a cookie and took a Nuun pill. :( I have nuun choice.

Back at it.

Aw down hill from here. We were flying down hill and some of the riders would woosh around me way too close. One guy over shot the line and came so close to being hit by a car. Yikes. Car let him have it with the horn.