Day 2 Winter Park to
Steamboat Springs
Day
2 of Ride the Rockies was 95 miles (ended up being 100 due to the location of
our hotel from the start) and included only about 5,000 feet of climbing. It
was a beautiful rolling ride until about mile 70 when we would go up Rabbit
Ears Pass East and West before a fast decent into Steamboat Springs.
Our group of three, Wayne, Tom, and
me, got a late start, 9am, in order to let the weather warm-up a bit. It did
not do that much warming up though, and the mercury was still hovering around
30 degrees when we started. Somehow Wayne does not need a warm-up and the pace
was quick from the beginning. We settled into a rhythm with each of us taking
turns setting tempo. Aid station 1 came and went and soon aid station 2 was
upon us. Along with it came a water break and a chance to say hi to a bunch my
fellow Davis Phinney Foundation riders.
Hard on the Flats and
Climbs
As
the rollers flatted out the pace began to pick up. Eventually we came across
another former pro ride Rob, who raced with Tom and Wayne back in the day, and
he joined our group. Knowing Rabbit Ears Pass was coming up later in the day, Wayne
yelled “Ok Mike, time for you to pull for the next half hour!” as I hit the
front. Not one to miss a challenge, I railed off a solid 10-minute pull. As I
peeled off I noticed our group had swelled to about 10, but Wayne, Tom, Rob,
and I were still the only ones pulling. Our group rolled into aid station 4 and
got some much-needed water while Rob got his rear derailleur adjusted. Wayne
exclaimed that our average speed for the day was over 23 mph, at altitude that
hurts (the course was not at all flat).
I
was happy the climbing was about to begin. The hard pulls on the flats and
rollers in the wind always hurt me more than a 5-mile climb. I guess it pays to
be 5’5” and sub 125 lbs (I won’t reveal my actual weight J). Our group of 10 had
left us behind at the aid station, but we started picking them off slowly but
surely up the climb of Rabbit Ears Pass. Just one of the group was able to pick
up his speed and stick with us. Eventually, Tom and Wayne slowed to a more
comfortable tempo. This is where I picked up the pace and went hard to the top
of the climb. I ended up battling with this guy who had hung with us for the
KOM. I attacked him twice, but misjudged the recovery at altitude, so when he
came back after my second attack, he surged over the top and I could not
follow. At the top, the guy was clearly gassed. We exchanged a few words and
then Wayne and Tom joined us. I hooked onto there wheels to finish the ride.
Rabbit
Ears Pass is so named because it has two peaks, the East and the West. We had
just peaked the East side and were enjoying some flat before beginning the West
peak. Wayne set a fast tempo up the shorter and less steep West peak and before
we knew it we were passing a steep grade warning sign beginning the descent
into Steamboat.
Crazy Speeds
Quickly we were hitting speeds north
of 50 mph. The descent off Rabbit Ears is it’s wide open and fast as hell,
nothing short of awesome. I got into my super arrow tuck (sitting on my top
tube) in order to keep up with Wayne, Tom, and the other RTR riders we were
picking up on the descent.
The RTR organizers decided to make
sure we knew this was no slouch of a ride. The final short climb up to the
Sheraton Resort was brutal. I pushed the pace shelling everyone, but, of course,
Wayne. We rolled into the finish sweaty, salty, tired, and smiling. Wayne
looked at his computer and noticed we had completed 100 miles with a 21.4 mph
average. After a 6+ hour day just the day before, a sub-5 hour century hurts
like hell. Luckily, the next day was a relaxing loop day in Steamboat Springs.
Day 3 – Steamboat
Springs Loop
There is only one word to describe Day
3, beautiful. It has to be one of the most majestic rides I have ever done. The
weather was perfect, the views were awe inspiring, and I got to ride with one
of the coolest guys I know, Nelson Vails.
Relaxing
After two very hard days, several RTR
riders decided to take advantage of the loop and take the day off. My group of three
rolled out late morning—we felt no need to ride fast. Even Wayne seemed to set
a slower tempo than normal. Just to let you know how relaxed we were, we were
passed by a tandem, GOING UPHILL. That isn’t supposed to happen, but we didn’t
care. We rolled through the ride and came across aid station 1, 20 miles into
the ride. There we saw Nelson “Nelly” Vails. We grabbed a quick picture with
him and he rolled out ahead of us.
Nelson taking a selfie out on the road. FYI I'm hidden behind Tom (wearing the green bids) Photo Courtesy: Nelson Vail |
Midway
between aid 1 and aid 2 we caught up to Nelson and decided collectively to just
chill the rest of the way and have some fun riding with Nelson. Nelson is an
Olympic track cycling Silver Medalist. He is built to go fast on the flats and
downhill, but definitely not uphill. It was awesome grabbing his wheel for the
descents and flying through the corners. We quickly came upon aid station 2 at
mile 34. We stopped for lunch; Nelson got a hamburger and Wayne a fajita. Tom
and I chose to wait until we got back to eat. It was sweet hearing all the guys
exchanging stories about racing back in the day.
Aid Station chilling with Wayne (on the left), and Tom Photo Courtesy: Nelson Vials |
I
have to say for a rest day, there was still a bit of climbing. Had we ridden hard
today this loop would have been brutal, but lucky we had chosen to bring it
back a few notches. Eventually, we looped back into the town of Steamboat
Springs. We hit a bit of traffic through town, forcing us to do some weaving. Everyone
joked this was right up Nelson’s wheelhouse (Nelly started out as a bike
messenger in NY City). The organizers of RTR decided to inflict pain on
everybody and make sure we had no easy day. Instead of bringing us back
straight to the resort they chose to weave us through the neighborhoods where
the hills were quite steep.
Finally, the three of us made it
back to the resort, feeling the day had been quite enjoyable. For an easy day, we still averaged
around 18 mph, no slouches on the bike. This day confirmed my love for Colorado.
#Livin’theDream
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