Due to my ongoing funemployment, I had no work to bike to when Bike to Work day rolled around. But that’s no reason not to ride. Especially after, um, 3 consecutive free breakfasts!
Zach and the Sun
I got up at some ridiculously early hour on Bike to Work day, hoping to make it out on a ride with Lincoln for most of the day, and to avoid the heat of the day. Lincoln was dragging a bit though, so I went out with the early crew to get a breakfast... or three.
I got up at some ridiculously early hour on Bike to Work day, hoping to make it out on a ride with Lincoln for most of the day, and to avoid the heat of the day. Lincoln was dragging a bit though, so I went out with the early crew to get a breakfast... or three.
Alf al Fas Breakfast Station
Alfalfa's (known around here sometimes as al Fas... because the name wraps around the corner, and you can often only see the "alfas" part) just opened late this spring, and is marketing itself hard as a kind of touchy feely local Whole Foods. One benefit: as a non-chain grocery store, they get to have a liquor store inside, instead of having to grow some kind of parasitic liquor dispensing appendage next door. The place was completely mobbed, and a bunch of good stuff. Fresh juice, chilequiles, sausage. Yum!
Alfalfa's (known around here sometimes as al Fas... because the name wraps around the corner, and you can often only see the "alfas" part) just opened late this spring, and is marketing itself hard as a kind of touchy feely local Whole Foods. One benefit: as a non-chain grocery store, they get to have a liquor store inside, instead of having to grow some kind of parasitic liquor dispensing appendage next door. The place was completely mobbed, and a bunch of good stuff. Fresh juice, chilequiles, sausage. Yum!
Bcycle Bfast at the Thouse
Then we headed down to the Dushambe Tea House station for biscuits and jam, fritata and chai. A gang of bcycle folks came by with flags on their rides. I liked the one that said "No Spandex Necessary", with the girl in the polka dot dress.
Then we headed down to the Dushambe Tea House station for biscuits and jam, fritata and chai. A gang of bcycle folks came by with flags on their rides. I liked the one that said "No Spandex Necessary", with the girl in the polka dot dress.
Grinning Into the Sun
Lincoln was just becoming conscious when I got back from breakfast(s), and so we ended up doing a super hot ride, up Logan Mill to Sugarloaf to Nederland. Seriously sweaty, but it felt good. Given the choice, I think I'd definitely take the drizzle that Kerry and I had two days earlier though.
Lincoln was just becoming conscious when I got back from breakfast(s), and so we ended up doing a super hot ride, up Logan Mill to Sugarloaf to Nederland. Seriously sweaty, but it felt good. Given the choice, I think I'd definitely take the drizzle that Kerry and I had two days earlier though.
Mountainward
Getting up high on Sugarloaf you finally see the divide, calling to you with its icy peaks. It's going to take a long time to melt out this year, barring freakish heat.
Getting up high on Sugarloaf you finally see the divide, calling to you with its icy peaks. It's going to take a long time to melt out this year, barring freakish heat.
Lunch Buffet at Kathmandu in Nederland
After 1500 m of climbing and 25 miles or riding or so, the all you can eat lunch buffet at Kathmandu was irresistable. I tried not to make myself quite as disgustingly full this time as a couple of days before... since we were planning to head further up the Peak to Peak, and come back via Magnolia instead of bombing down Boulder Canyon. I had only modest success.
After 1500 m of climbing and 25 miles or riding or so, the all you can eat lunch buffet at Kathmandu was irresistable. I tried not to make myself quite as disgustingly full this time as a couple of days before... since we were planning to head further up the Peak to Peak, and come back via Magnolia instead of bombing down Boulder Canyon. I had only modest success.
Dazed and Hungry
I don't think Lincoln took his helmet off the entire time we were in the restaurant...
I don't think Lincoln took his helmet off the entire time we were in the restaurant...
Rolling Magnolia
Still hot and bright in the midafternoon. Magnolia is a long rolling downhill, until you get to the pavement and the edge of Boulder Canyon, at which point it plunges precipitously down via switchbacks at 15%. Still sandy this time of year, which is kind of sketchtastic.
Still hot and bright in the midafternoon. Magnolia is a long rolling downhill, until you get to the pavement and the edge of Boulder Canyon, at which point it plunges precipitously down via switchbacks at 15%. Still sandy this time of year, which is kind of sketchtastic.
Al Fin de Pavimiento
The end of the dirt for the day, and the beginning of the mad descent.
The end of the dirt for the day, and the beginning of the mad descent.
