Spring is coming

Yes, indeed. Spring is coming. And, with it, pain. My man Legs told me he was “logging some miles trying to get ready for our spring camps.” Yeah, I’ll say he is. Take a look at the pic. Mind numbing. Turn circles. Eat. Turn circles. Count 100 pedal revolutions. Drink. Turn circles. Count 200 pedal revolutions. Look up at the horizon. Notice nothing has changed. Keep turning circles.

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Work is now.

From: Legs
Subject: Hanover Road, it’s lonely out here

Winter in Colorado is always unpredictable, so my riding is usually dictated by the weather patterns. One day it can be in the 50′s and the next day it can be 20 and snowing. Perhaps more accurately, one moment it can be in the 50′s and the next moment it can be 20 and snowing. While snow is great for skiing, it’s not so good for riding. This week we were treated to some pretty favorable days, temps in the 50′s so I decided to saddle up and make some hay as the expression goes.

This is one of my favorite stretches of road as it demonstrates the dichotomous nature of riding in Colorado Springs. Head to the west and you have access to the mountains and a variety of climbs. Head to the east and you have these fabulous, quiet roads with endless rollers. These are kind of rollers that are as hard as you choose to make them. You can gently ride over the top and float down the other side or you can stay on the gas the whole the time and properly flog yourself for mile after mile. It’s mostly ranch land out there, so the roads form these big grids. Ride to the horizon, take a left…ride to the horizon, take another left. It’s just you, the antelope, coyotes, cows, cholla cacti and farmers. Pretty peaceful out there, but go prepared because there aren’t any 7-11′s out on the open road.

Keep the rubber side down and be safe out there.

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About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

9 thoughts on “Spring is coming

  1. Man, I love that road. Hwy-24 East from Colorado Springs too. Great for the early season. Then head west on 24 for the mountains. I can’t wait for spring to get sprung.

  2. “It’s mostly ranch land out there, so the roads form these big grids. Ride to the horizon, take a left…ride to the horizon, take another left. It’s just you, the antelope, coyotes, cows, cholla cacti and farmers. Pretty peaceful out there…..”

    sounds dreamy, and in 50-degree weather you can keep a couple of 24-ouncers cool in the back of a jerz, right?

  3. Yeah, 24 ounces of water. I am a drinker, and a cyclist, but I highly do not recommend riding lonely desert long rides with alcohol. Dehydration is a very real danger. I have, several times, felt the raw fear of running out of water.

  4. Some of us are athletes. Some are alcoholics. A lot of us are a little or a lot of both. Very few of us have decided to be 100% in either direction. But I do know this: These themes oppose. Life is Yin and Yang, and variants.

    You can run out of beer, but the road runs out into forever.