Due to some last minute changes my plans for the weekend of July 11-12
changed at the last minute. On Wednesday my buddy and I decided to do
the Markleeville Tour of the California Alps - Death Ride. The ride is 129 miles with 15,000+ feet of elevation gain over 5 passes.
The registration process for this is event is very difficult I
understand. Most people feel honored just getting a pass. So for us to
decide to do the ride just three days before the event is a bit
unusual. Both of us ride regularly so the fact that we did not train
specifically for this event was not our main concern, getting passes
was. Krisztian has been riding regularly, far more regularly that me. I
on the other hand have not been riding that much over the last month or
so. Nevertheless we decided to give it a go.
We found two tickets on Thursday via the ride web site discussion
board. Krisztian departed Aliso Viejo and picked me up in Pasadena
about 11:30. We picked up our first pass in Sylmar from a guy who could
no longer do the event. The drive up 395 is always nice and gets nicer
the further north one drives. Departing the 395 towards Monitor Pass
was amazing. Neither of us had driven that section of road and boy was
it amazing. Registration closed at 7:00 PM, we rolled in around 7:15
PM. This put us in the "problem child" line with about a hundred other
riders looking to register. We were also supposed to meet up with
someone else to purchase another pass. He was no where to be found.
After a few stressful moments we found someone in line we could
purchase a pass from.
With two complete rider packets in hand we set off to get some dinner
and get ready for the big ride the next day. We elected to camp in
Krisztian's truck rather than the camping grounds with some fellow
co-workers. It was late and dark at this point and setting up a tent in
the dark sounded like a huge hassle at that point. Big mistake. I tried
to get to sleep in the back of the truck but to no avail. Finally I
crawled into the cab to see if I could sleep. I think I got somewhere
between 3-4 hours sleep. I was awoken by the sound of drums at 4:00 AM
from a marching band making its way through the parking lot/camp.
We started our ride at 5:30 AM. We started out with Brad, Theresa,
John, and one of John's riding buddies (sorry I can't recall his name).
Brad had provided some very important advice - keep your heart rate
below 80% for the first 3 passes. He had echoed this point to me many
times and I'm glad he did. Our group split up quickly into teams of two
as we departed the starting line never to reform.
The ride out of Markleeville is a fast descent out of town on its way
to the Monitor Pass climb. The weather was surpringly warm and no extra
clothing was needed. The Monitor Pass climb was a long, long, long slog
up a 6% - 9% grade that seemed to go on forever. The views were
beautiful. Brad's recommendations rang in my ears as my mind wanted to
keep up with the masses. Luckily I left my ego at home and held to my
guns keeping my heart rate in the 150 range. The ride rules called for
no headphones. I have read this on many rides but it is rarely
inforced. Luckily I had about 3/4 of
The Long Tail on my iPod Shuffle, which helped take my mind off the endless climbing.
Just below the top of the pass were magnificent stands of Alder trees.
The descent down from the top of Monitor Pass marked the end of the
first of 5 climbs for the day. We were rewarded with a long fast
descent down to the 395. The rest stop at the bottom was the best of
the day in my opinion because the had boilded and salted potatoes. Mmmm
the BEST food to eat on a long ride like this. The stop was chaos
however with what felt like all of the 2,0000+ riders all there at the
same time.
Krisztian and I still smiling.
The climb out of the stop back up to Monitor Pass was a difficult one
for me. It almost felt like the most difficult climb of the day. The
temps had warmed up considerably on this side of the hill and there was
no shade cover at all. Knowing I had a long day ahead of me I just
buckled down and kept pedaling.
After another very fast and long descent down Monitor Pass we start the
rolling climb to the base of Ebbits Pass, the highest pass of the day.
At this point both Krisztian and I seemed to stop taking as many
photos. I also noticed that my normal nutrition plan had fallen apart
yet I was still riding strong. I wasn't consuming as much Perpetuem or
Sustained Energy as I normally do on rides like this but was consuming
far more Cytomax. I think it just goes to show how important
electrolytes are on rides.
The climb up Ebbits was long, just like all of the climbs. Without
looking at the number that cloesly my guess would be it was a 2+ hour
climb.
After the summit is yet another descent. This time however we didn't
descend as much as we climbed, which meant the climb back up to Ebbits
would not be as long as the first time. In the end the climb was still
long and seemingly never ending. The beauty of completing the second
climb on Ebbits is that it's the forth of five climbs of the day and
there is lunch at the bottom. The descent was as expected, long and
fast. Sadly we saw a rider layed out on the way down. He was on a board
with a brace around his neck. Hopefully he is ok.
Lunch was a welcome nice break. We didn't allow ourselves too long of a
break as it is just that much harder to get going again. The road out
of the stop was a nice little descent back into Markleeville. There
were lots of cheering fans on the ride in and back out of town. This
was a nice little pick-me-up and made me feel like a Tour de France
rider if only for a few minutes. The route takes us through town to the
base of the last climb of the day - Carson Pass.
The climb started at mile 90 and ended at mile 110. These number were
very demoralizing at this point in the day. You are sitting there
riding thinking there is no way I can climb 20 miles at this point in
the day. Then the head winds kick in and you're climbing going 5 MPH
and thinking no way can I climb for 4 hours. Thankfully the winds died
down a bit and after about 5 miles the grade changes from 6% to 2% for
several miles of rolling hills. Yet just as the grade changed for the
best the weather changed for the worst. Dark clouds set in and it
started raining. Not just a little drizzle but full on rain. So here I
am dressed in basically my underwear riding my bike in the rain at
6,000+ feet. Good times! The ride has now turned into an epic. This
actually picked up my spirits as I always love an epic. I figure if I
don't die or loose any fingers or toes from hypothermia it will make a
great story.
Krisztian took a great short video, which helps illustrate the conditions.
Somewhere near what I thought was my breaking point on the climb I
thought I was coming up on the end of the climb. It seemed as if the
trees were clearing and maybe, just maybe, the end was near. Much to my
dismay as I reached the edge of the clearing I saw the road continue on
a seemingly endless traverse followed by a left hand turn to another
long traverse up the mountain. At this point I took my first of two
standing breaks on a climb. I didn't want to unclip or get off my bike
so I held onto a street sign and hung my head in desperation. The lack
of sleep and 12,000+ feet of climbing was taking its toll. I dug down
deep and set mini goals in an effort break up the climb ahead of me.
This helped tremendously and I slogged my way to the top of the pass
and into the last stop of the day.
The weather had cleared at this point but I was cold and wet and the
pass was windy. I found a box of plastic bags at the rest stop. I
pocked a hole in the bottom of the bag for my head and two on the sides
for my arms. This makeshift wind vest was a life saver on the descent.
After some food and a short break it was time for the last big descent
to the finish line.
Right as the road headed down there was the most amazing rainbow I
think I have ever seen. It was a full arch with perfect color
separation. Truly spectacular!
The descent was a bit sketchy at first with the wet roads but after a
while the roads were dryer and I was able to pick up my speeds.
Unfortunately the ride is not over at the bottom of the descent. There
is a punishing set of shot 0.5 - 0.75 mile 6% climbs before the finish
line.
I managed to finish the ride in a total time of 13 hours and 49
minutes. This is the longest ride I have done to date by 20 minutes
(Solvang Double Century was 13 hours and 30ish minutes). Much like any
ride like this there is no way I want to do it again that day or the
day after, however I am already starting to think about doing it next
year. Next year is the 30th anniversary of the ride and there is talk
of adding a 6th pass adding another 24 miles to the ride. WOW!!!
After the ride we were treated to some of the worst food ever. The
folks that put on the Death Ride do put on a great event, but the food
leaves something to be desired. I was hungry, I mean really hungry, and
I could hardly eat that food. After dinner I got a nice shower in the
port-a-shower thingy and got a much deserved 30 minute massage. I
highly recommend getting a massage after big events like this. It makes
the next day so much easier. This time I set up a tent next to the
truck and slept much better.
So while the Tour de France was riding in the Pyrenees we were riding
in the California Alps. We basically rode what amounts to one of the
harder stages of the TdF. The pro of the TdF would complete the Death
Ride is some where around 6 hours it took me 13:49, however it is cool
to know that I could complete a hard stage of the TdF. What I couldn't
do is go out again and do it the next day like they do.
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