November has been a bit rough, but I don’t really fancy talking about that. On the riding front though, last weekend I linked up with a couple of The Herd ladies for some early morning hill climb repeats. It was a beautifully fresh Tassie morning. Quiet roads, a slight chill in the air, but of course a stiff breeze at this time of year. I swear it’s been windy as long as it’s been raining. I can’t wait for some warm summer days with a light cooling breeze.
This local climb is around 3.5km in length averaging 6.5% and maxing out at 13.5% gradient. It’s fairly consistent for the first two kilometres then gives you a slight reprieve before ramping up for the final 1km gravel road section averaging 10% to the top. It’s a solid climb and perfect for a couple of repeats before coffee.
At the top of my first repeat, I stopped to take a photo at a break in the treeline. I propped my Trek 5200 up against the crash barrier, stepped back onto the gravel road to frame the shot, and just as I was tapping the shutter, a big gust of wind blew through! I wasn’t able to react quick enough.
Cue expensive Dura Ace shifters meeting the gravel in three, two, one…
Oh well. Live and learn, right? It’s actually not the first time I’ve had a bike blow over when trying to take a photo, so I guess I really do NOT learn. 😂
It was an otherwise productive climbing session at least. I racked up a shade over 800m of elevation gain for the 40km ride, including to/from the climb (2650 ft / 25 miles). I really need to schedule in this type of ride more often. I get too focussed on outright speed, forgetting that climbing makes you far stronger! Being a lightweight, sustained climbing is something I really should be better at.