The gun went off and we were towards the back with some sketchy riders, weaving, hitting brakes etc. I decided this wasn't for me and I started threading my way through the cyclists, making sure Mike was on my wheel. After a few minutes, we were at the front of the group, and I was pushing the pace a little bit. I caught a glimpse of a group of 12 ahead, and then as the road turned I lost them. As we crested a small climb, Mike sighed. Having ridden with Mike quite a bit, I knew that this sigh meant we were going to fast at this point.
Without looking back, I clicked a few gears and upped the pace some more, then I was alone, in no man's land. I was looking forward to the Iron Mtn Climb and made it my mission to be the first to the top. I slowly reeled the group of 12 in and greeted each person before holding my pace and cruising by. I got a small gap and held it for a while until Jim (from Asheville ) bridged up. After chatting, we slowed the pace and let the group catch us just at the bottom of the climb. I rested for a couple of minutes, a couple of guys going off the front, and then set a pace that I hoped I could hold to the top. I wanted to test myself and push my limits.
As far as I know, I was the first to the top of the climb, I pulled over and waited for Mike.
The climb up Roan is one of my favorites. After getting up the steeper bottom miles, the climb levels out to about 5 % avg and the views are amazing. I rolled to the top, staying just ahead of a group of 3 that was trying desperately to real me in. I held the gap to the top and greeted them when I sat up and they passed me. They ignored me....
We got some Coke and headed down the hill back to the start for a shower and a meal. Awesome day and I was cooked.
And then a picnic on top of Beech with our families.
Another great weekend!!