Pro Gold and ran out. It was barely enough. But with the hour long rain shower, and the rain all day yesterday, it was not quite enough. I thought about calling Bruce Dickman, but didn't think he could get there soon enough. As I listened to my chain grinding, I pushed forward and looked for a solution. Also, as my riding clothes dried from the morning showers, assorted chafing started to make itself apparent. I was tensing my body to try to aleve the pain, but could not. I finally stopped to apply some Chamois Buttr, and thought about applying some to my chain. Then it dawned on me. Mosquito repellant has an oily substance to it. I had a little travel tube of the stuff and sprayed it on. I ended up running out of that too, but it was enough to quiet the chain. After about 5 miles, I didn't think about that again. Good to know!
The climb up and over the mountain to Waitsville was steep and long. Picture Curtis Creek Road paved over and there you have it.
|signs like this don't help.|
Sipping Coke and grinding up the hills, I knew that I would make the finish by 5pm if I could keep rolling at a steady survival pace.
|The Flooded New River|
Update: Approximate Daily Mileage ( my cyclo computer stopped working so these are not exact but close)
Day 1 106.5 miles
Day 2 110.5 miles
Day 3 127 miles
Day 4 75 miles
A personal record of 3 back to back centuries.