2019 was another challenging year for riding. Let's recap. Last year, just as I was reaching peak form and maybe a month before my PMC ride, I spent a week at the Ranch fire in Lake County, and when I returned, an accident at the fire station left me with a broken elbow. Although the bones healed nicely, weeks of immobilization put me on a course to a frozen shoulder, and an unsatisfactory range of motion in my elbow. Shoulder physical therapy finally started in January, and today, my PT says I'm 65% of the way towards full range. After 10 months of PT total, I have regained a lot of strength in my right arm. But what about my elbow? Well, it's just stuck at around half of acceptable range of motion. So a second surgery is needed, and the timing is an unknown. So we're riding early - the actual PMC isn't for 2 1/2 weeks. I try to keep things in perspective. This elbow event is certainly an inconvenience and an annoyance. But it's not cancer.
I only started riding at the end of April, and logged just about 500 miles prior to the ride. This is about 1000 miles short of a typical year. My longest ride was about 46 miles, and I think the longest continuous climb was 2 miles and 500 feet. So I needed to choose a ride which was a challenge, but not as many miles, and not as much climbing as usual. Long time riding partner Steve would join me, as well as a new face: long time friend and sponsor David. We've been trying to get David on this ride since 2014, and we've finally done it. David is an avid cyclist, and recently returned from a trip to Italy where he rode about 500 miles. He's quite fit. There's much motivation for the ride. It's been an up and down year with our connection to cancer. My mom is still keeping lung cancer at bay. My cousin Ken, diagnosed with cancer early this year, is in remission! Our dear friend Liz is doing very well after her battle with cancer earlier this year. Steve's cousin Momoko is still locked in a multi-year battle, but doing well enough to be at home. With all of these positives, sadly, we lost our cat Cole to cancer early this year. Cancer affects pets, too. He was not quite 11 years old. He was a sweet guy, with a lilting voice and a great purr. We miss him.
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Eventually, we turned onto West Beach Street. This was not my best choice. It's tough to tell using aerial views and maps what the surface will be like, but this one was pretty rough. And no usable bike lane. Our GPS data shows it was only 2 miles, but wow - it felt like 10. We turned onto San Andreas Road for the last 15 mile segment and it was nicely paved, with bike lanes. A superhighway compared to West Beach. San Andreas had some rollers, but with David and Steve trading off in the lead, we made pretty good time here.
As in past years, Beth was our ride back, so she was making her way thru beach traffic while we were making our wrong turns and figuring out how to get to Capitola. She found us along San Andreas, and got a few pictures. I could claim that I'm 20 seconds behind here (the yellow arrow) because I stopped to text her our location. But in truth, I was having difficulty keeping up with the pace. We decided to make a quick stop so we could plan the last 9 miles.
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  The Beaches to CapitolaThe last 9 miles is a tour of the state beaches in Santa Cruz County: Manresa, Seacliff, and Rio Del Mar. Below, you can see the view down to Rio Del Mar with Seacliff in the background. There are a few things I learned about this area. First, it's surprisingly steep at the coast! This is a 100 foot drop over 0.13 miles. That's 14.5% average, and it peaks at 18%. Glad we were descending. Second, you can see what looks like rocks at the end of the pier. It's not. It's the remnants of the SS Palo Alto, a concrete ship built at the end of World War 1. Follow that link if you want to find out more about it.That was not the end of the hilly bits at the coast. We turned away from the coast from Rio Del Mar and rode about 1/2 mile up to the intersection of Sprekels and Seacliff, just west of Highway 1. We turned left onto a surprise climb. I certainly didn't see this when planning the route. As you can see below (and as seen in previous ride reports), purple means pain! This is another 0.13 mile short hill, super steep, and this time we're climbing. It has a max gradient of 16%. Ouch! After 56 miles, that was a real stinger.
The last segment along Cliff Drive and Portola Drive was very nice, even though I missed a turn and we ended up at Gayle's bakery, which would have been a fine finish, but that wasn't the plan. We spun around, and made our way to the correct finish at Taqueria Vallarta on 41st Avenue in Capitola for burritos and the ride home.
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Post rideWe reviewed the ride on the way back to the station and agreed that it was a really good day! Great company, no mechanical issues. A mostly good course with a few dodgy roads and a few wrong turns. Some real challenging climbs, especially at the end. We saw lots of wildflowers and farmland. As mentioned, not a cloud in the sky. It was a little warmer than expected - between 72 and 86 - but nice. We completed 62 miles and about 2600 feet. I handed David and Steve PMC water bottles which I saved for them from last year's ride (which never happened). I pledged that as long as I can get in a full year of training, we will find an epic ride for next year.At this writing, I've raised about $7500, heading for $12000; the PMC is aiming for $60M. 100% of rider raised funds go directly to Dana Farber. The money raised by the PMC has a huge impact, as you can see here. Each year brings expanding treatment options as research finds more effective ways to combat the myriad of cancers. We ride to help that effort. Thank you so much for your support!
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In memory of Cole, 2008 - 2019 |
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