This was my 4th year riding the (Stagecoach Century), and as always, I was not disappointed. Greg and I rode the 50 (I was so relieved not to be riding a full century!). The weather was perfect (low 80s), and I felt awesome. This was a relief; I've been focusing more on running lately, not biking. It was a gorgeous day in the desert; I didn't need any more motivation than that! Plus, I got some awesome pics. This year's ride re-cap is a photo gallery (in sequence) of the ride.
Mountains surrounded us in the desert valley of Anza-Borrego.
Most of the ride was flat (although the first 26 were a false flat--grrrr!). However, there were some hills. (We lucked out too--no winds--unheard of for the desert). Here's Greg battling one of the smaller hills.
Gorgeous mountains in the background.
Ah, finally, a downhill.
Whoo hoo!
Greg and I at the first rest stop.
Gorgeous view of the desert. Rocky!
Drink up! I couldn't feel myself sweating but must have been doing double-duty on this warm day; I drank 6 bottles!
Breathtaking.
In good spirits despite all the miles.
Wow.
Are we there yet?
At the 2nd rest stop (and turn-around). Don't worry! The entire way back (except for one major climb) is downhill!
Clumps of cacti like statues posing for a painting.
We flew back towards home at 25 mph (the group of riders we sucked wheel from for 5 miles didn't hurt).
View from the top after climbing Sweeny's Pass. I can see the road spiraling below, where we just came from.
Most of the ride was flat (although the first 26 were a false flat--grrrr!). However, there were some hills. (We lucked out too--no winds--unheard of for the desert). Here's Greg battling one of the smaller hills.
Gorgeous mountains in the background.
Ah, finally, a downhill.
Whoo hoo!
Greg and I at the first rest stop.
Gorgeous view of the desert. Rocky!
Drink up! I couldn't feel myself sweating but must have been doing double-duty on this warm day; I drank 6 bottles!
Breathtaking.
In good spirits despite all the miles.
Wow.
Cacti pepper the hillsides like tiny skeletons.
Are we there yet?
At the 2nd rest stop (and turn-around). Don't worry! The entire way back (except for one major climb) is downhill!
Clumps of cacti like statues posing for a painting.
We flew back towards home at 25 mph (the group of riders we sucked wheel from for 5 miles didn't hurt).
View from the top after climbing Sweeny's Pass. I can see the road spiraling below, where we just came from.
We made it!
8 comments:
6 bottles! Wow.
Stunning ride- you are definitely the blogger whose rides I most want to come do!
Beautiful scenery-I could handle a day of low 80's right now in the dead of winter!
That looks like a great ride!
Wow... looks like a great ride! :)
That's BEAUTIFUL! I would love my first long ride to be somewhere like that. Stunning!
That seriously makes me want to get out and ride. I wish our roads weren't solid ice!
Gorgeous Pics!
This is beautiful - you are one lucky girl!
Can I say the jealous meter is about to break with the weather you had for that event, in JANUARY!!! I want that just to happen on any given day where i live during the winter. I hope you had a great time, the pictures look great! Thanks for sharing :)
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