In reply to IMA:
But they look so cool though
I suppose you're right though. I'd really earnt one though...
I’d packed various clothes, enough sandwiches for a week, sweets, cakes, bottled water, energy drinks and gels, plenty of beer (foolishly in glass bottles), books/magazines, a tooting horn and a rucksack which I used to strap the chairs together… oh wait… did I mention the two deckchairs?! :-|
I first realised I might have a problem when we discovered that we couldn't lift my bike off the ground at all :-P It was a slight downhill to the foot of the pass, which was terrifying as the bike was very unstable and gained speed VERY quicky. There was a bit of a kerfuffle at the road closed checkpoint, where they tried to make us walk up instead of cycle, but we got through and the road started to climb - immediately I knew I was in a whole world of trouble! Made it to the end of the 18% section and it was HORRIBLE. Could hardly steer, had to put all of my weight over the front wheel to try and get grip. Then we got to the 25% section :-|
I told my friend I’d walk up and meet him at the top and inside I felt like crying. At this point there were lots of people with bikes (unladened!) but very few people were riding them. I tried to keep going as best I could and see how far I’d get up on the bike. I was stood up, leant as far forward as I could because the front wheel wouldn’t stay on the ground, slowly grinding my way up. As I slowly inched up and started passing people I became more and more excited, there was a chance I could actually do it! Bear in mind that I’d done the entire climb stood up at this point, my legs were burning like crazy, as where my lungs which became very painful indeed. It levelled off a bit and I started coughing, when I coughed my breath was peppered with flecks of blood unpleasantly. I stopped at the side of the road to wait for my friend (!) and to get my breath back, but each breath just hurt. My friend caught up to me and we set off again on the level. Well level-ish, after 25% everything else feels level :-P Sadly that section was very short and we reached the last part of the climb (25%). At this point I had nothing left to give, it was basically just the fact there were people there that shamed me into turning those pedals. I creaked my way up at a snail’s pace, my legs felt like lead weights and the bike was very unstable as the front wheel skipped around. Triumphantly I crested the summit and let out a cheer – I’d made it! :-D
We unpacked our belonging which took quite a while and then settled into our chairs. At which point my friend leaned over, pointing, and said “I think we need to load the bikes up and cycle a bit more. Isn’t that the summit, right over there in the distance…”
ARRGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
Richard
*I'm basing the gradients on the road signs, I don't know how accurate they are.
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