|Red is outbound portion, orange starts when coming back from top of Mt Tam|
Problem is that 60 miles and 3,700' climbing ain't gonna cut it for me. My fun is over; the Sierra Century with 10,000' of rollers is now gone. The Alta Alpina 5 and Mt Shasta Summit Century are coming up and they just have long, long, long, sustained climbs. Though I wanted to do the whole ride with the club, nearby Mt. Tam had to be done.
Mt. Tam is very unique, as both sides are totally different. From the Coast Mt. Tam is one long, steady, sustained climb. From Fairfax (inland) Mt. Tam is my favorite, a steady climb with a sudden drop down where you will have to reclimb the elevation you lost on the downhill, but this time on a series of hairpins that intermittently KICK the grade up.
I'd have loved to come in from the inland side but two problems. I'd then split from the Club with only 10 miles from the cars, and it would be too tempting to blow off the bonus miles. Additionally, to get to Fairfax involves two sections of serious rollers/ climbs. To get to Mt. Tam on the Coast is a little easier, involves continuing on Highway 1 for 11 miles, and turning where the "Welcome to Bolinas" sign was torn down. So the add on would be "from the ocean" side.
I was doubly lucky that Christine had a gift for me at the start of the ride so I had to go back to my car (our cars parked all over as usual spots taken over for nearby 'Swim Meet') When I got back to car I realized I yet again forgot something at the start. I once forgot to pull off my garbageman gloves and replace them with riding gloves. Today I forgot my head & tail lights; putting them on made me feel much better when soloing down and overcast Highway 1.
The metric loop was great where a funny thing happened. We didn't have any of our top climbers on the ride, Mark and two Dave's, so I could set the pace on the climbs instead of chasing. On two climbs I didn't think I was going up nearly as hard as when I chased Dr. Dave and Mark around all day last time. But on Big Rock (.9 mile, 8%) I was 28 seconds faster and on the Marshall Wall (1.4 miles, headwind, 6%) 55 seconds faster. Either my fitness has gotten better in the last 1 1/2 months or it pays not to overexert yourself at the beginning of a climb.
Now on the third, the Cheese Factory Climb (1.4 miles, 5%), I did go up hard. A couple on Colnagos decorated with Italian Flag saddles came off our paceline and started storming up the climb and I was determined to stay with the. Guy was nice and he had a relaxed ez sitting spin but the woman was standing more than me and her bike was sliding all over the road as she stomped the pedals. I didn't dare ride side by side with her as she was moving over 1' with each pedal stroke. Crap-is this how I waste energy on climbs? I stayed with them and did the climb 48 seconds faster than 1 1/2 months ago.
|Chris and Kris in the paceline when we start out on Lucas Valley Road. Vlad and Andy in back of them and thankfully not contributing to further name confusion|
|I'm with Christine before the Cheese Factory Climb. Her shifter/ cable is about to go wacko.|
Meanwhile Christine broke a cable and after a Ward fix had to do the rest of the ride in the middle ring. We had a good working paceline out to the Marshall Wall. Vlad started it out and riding behind him was like riding behind Fabian Cancellara. Luckily he chose to keep the pace modest and not throw in some 800w digs. Poor (new to our Club) Kris--when she went to the front a large string of motorcycles passed us so she had to stay on the front for awhile.
|Christine cycles past the Hick Valley School. Many one room schoolhouses sprinkled around in the area.|
|Vlad and Andy lead the disintegrating paceline into the great Marshall Wall run in.|
|Kris starts the Marshall Wall climb.|
|Andy on the ridgeline on top of the Marshall Wall.|
|Ward and Christine at the top of the Marshall Wall...|
|...Ward didn't remember his time in the first photo so he goes past again.|
|Jeanne at the top of the Marshall Wall (WI)|
|Group photo at the top of the Marshall Wall except for John who raced down to get BBQ corn.|
|Group coming down the Marshall Wall after ringing the Peace Bell at the church in the background|
Weather and paceline was perfect along Highway 1 to Pt. Reyes Station, except for the chaos at the handful of oyster bar parking lots where drivers have their heads in their butts. I love this part of Highway 1 as lots of "fun rollers" and most of our group stayed together nicely. You can hear Jim Morrison:
A place for me to ride
|Ward jubilant that he beat me in the soapbox derby--podium girl Christine with the soap presentation|
|Vlad and Andy emphasise LUNCH at the Pt Reyes Lunch stop. (There is more deli on Andy's sandwich that that in the whole Organic Cafe in Placerville--home of the tasty turkey sandwich.)|
|From the archives-in about a mile to the right is the unmarked road to Bolinas, to the left is the road up Mt. Tam.|
The climb up to the Mt. Tam ridgeline in Fairfax-Bolinas Road is a 4 mile 7% climb along a narrow, unstripped, undulating road with little vehicle traffic (most cars are going up Mt Tam on a "more regular" road near Stinson Beach further down the Coast.) The straight portions seem easier than 7% with a sprinkling of hairpins that pack some of the kick you get from the other side. I enjoyed the climb as the overcast hung below and the sun was soon full out until I hit the redwood tree line. How many times did I try to follow the piano line in ELO's 'Evil Woman' repeating in my head?
above (1) Looking back at foggy Bolinas at the start of the Mt Tam climb; (2) the sign and the redwoods at the start of the "7 Sisters" ridgeline
(below) (3) Looking at the Pacific, or the clouds hanging over the Pacific, from the sunny Mt. Tam Ridgeline (4) Looking ahead at a fun "7 sisters" roller (5) San Francisco far in the distant cloud bank from the top of Mt Tam
As Dr. Dave is fond to note, the climb to the ridgeline is only half the battle. The Mt Tam ridgeline, aka the 7 sisters", is 4 miles at 2%, but that average grade doesn't mean much as the sisters are all long uphill rollers (generally .3-.7 miles, 3-9% grade.), with short dowhills between them. You look down and see the Pacific Ocean--oh wait, that's not the Pacific, those are low lying clouds. Eventually you get a great view of San Francisco.
Only two problems ruining the festivities. My Garmin (not power meter for once) said "low battery"--I stupidly had useless backlight on high all day. I hoped to save the ride at the "top" of Mt. Tam, and then didn't care if I ran out of power. Meanwhile, I kept thinking about the 36 mile ride back to my car. While the return trip on "the Sisters" ridgeline is fast, the downhill on BoFax road is too narrow and curvy for me to enjoy, Then there is a long climb from Alpine Dam in the Mt. Tam basin, a long hill out of Fairfax, eventually followed followed by a few steep rollers back to Nicasio, I needed to conserve energy on Mt. Tam. Man--this warm sports drink sucks--time to get a banana and soda at the CLOSED snack shack at the top of Tam. Fuck.
Approaching Alpine Lake and then the view when its behind you on the reclimb (Mt Tam ridgeline in the background)
Recumbent car in Fairfax where you are always guaranteed to see something strange and CLOSE THE FN OYSTER FARM, BARS--then maybe area drivers will get their heads out of their ass
Had to wait until back in Fairfax for the cold Gatoraid, Soda, Banana and Frozen Fruit Bar. Nothing really strange in Fairfax, there is usually a 1960's throwback sighting, until leaving town when I saw a recumbent car. The climbs were OK--just slow and I wanted the day to end--or at least get to Lucas Valley Road. Lucas Valley road is mostly a gentle climb and always has an afternoon tailwind, and once again it didn't disappoint. From this side the Big Rock Climb is much shorter (.2 miles @ 6% vs. .9 miles @ 8%), which is a great distance for me. I wish I had Garmin power to measure how I did, but so be it. The last 8 miles shot by as I thought of all the times finishing the Mt Tam Double race--sometimes catching someone along this stretch and sometimes hammering for naught but always feeling great.