It’s my monthly visit to LA, and I didn’t have a climbfest ride planned, so I posted on Facebook if there is one this weekend. Vic chimed back stated he’d be doing a ride up to Baldy Ski Lift, and invited me to join.
We started out with a modest group of 3 (myself, Vic, and Molly aka Pixie). We started out early, at 6:30 am, so we can beat the heat.
The plan was to go up to the ski lift, so we should conserve our energy, and not blow up before we even reach the village.
We all conserved pretty well, and we were able to pace off each other. As we ride up, our minds suddenly shift to food, and cinnamon rolls are on our minds. Hey, let’s reserve 3 cinnamon rolls, so that by the time we get down from the ski lift, we can scarf it down back at the village. Sounds like a plan.
At the village, we meet up with Young, who is notorious for taking tons of pics, and is a hoot. He rode with a bunch of others from Adobo Velo, who are on their way up to the ski lift.
After the short greeting, it’s back to climbing up the ski lift. Leaving the village, the grades fluctuate from 5-10%, and it persists for an average of 8.6% for 4.7 miles. With the sun beating down on us, that made it even tougher, and I was shooting for any shade possible.
Yes, I was able to crack a smile, every now and then, but there is just something about having your friends out on a tough grueling climb, and being able to suffer with your fellow comrades. If it weren’t for the camaraderie, I don’t think I would have put together such a good time.
Oh, and when I’m climbing and suffering up a climb, expect some suffer faces from me …. And this is no different.
Vic was being the ever gracious ride escort, looking out for each of us. He let me know there was one more curve, then it levels off, before the final climb up the bowling alley.
The final climb ramps up to 12% then up to 15%. I love when people see me climbing up, giving me the nod, thumbs up, and I give them the thumbs up back. That was one tough mofo climb. I had nothing left, and just had enough energy to clip out, and lie my bike down.
There were a few Adobo Velo riders at the top. Soon after I get there, others reach the top, and the number of riders keep piling up. Pretty soon, we had 10-15 up there. Adobo Velo had a driver with water, ice, watermelons … And even though I’m not a club member, they insist on me taking it in. They are fantastic. Ice water and watermelons felt soooo good.
Of course we had to take a group picture. Imagine, we started out as 3.
OK, now to descend down the mountain, onto the village for some much deserved cinnamon rolls.
I couldn’t scarf it all down. Vic, Young, and Molly … They were not shy … They scarfed it all down, including whatever I couldn’t finish. There is still some more climbing to do, so that’s why I conserved.
Coming down GMR, we had a pleasant surprise citing .. My friend Terri met us at the shack. We keep meeting so many friends on this ride.
We are always thinking of food .. so we were already planning our post ride meal. It was decided that we should go to The Hat, and mmmm pastrami burgers!!!! Young also wanted to get some from Donut Man, which Zagut reported as the best in California. Man, we’re just a bunch of foodies.
I wonder if I’ll end up gaining weight on this ride?