Breakdown: 2 Riders Andy, Steve 2.0
Total Time: 5 hours
Actual Ride Time: 4 hours 15 minutes for Steve, add another 10 for me
Average Speed: 14.2 mph
Total Distance: 60.5 Miles from Motel to Hugo’s in Prescott
Fun Meter: 8 out of 10
Quad Hurt Meter: 6 out of 10
Taint Hurt Meter: 10 out of 10
Completion Meter: 20 out of 10
Will I do it again....I don’t know.....I now know I can ride for 60 miles and climb 2 pretty good sized hills and make it in good time.
A couple of weeks ago, after a mountain bike ride, Sticki was discussing future rides and events that they want to do. Steve brought up a ride from Scottsdale to Prescott via Wickenberg. He said he would make it a 2 day ride, with the second day riding from Wickenberg to Prescott. With out hesitation, I piped up and said, "I'll do it". I should've thought about what I had gotten myself into before "chiming in" with a such an enthusiastic decision so quickly. Sticki's expressions and retorts were one of skeptacism, but also excitement....I think, or maybe just plain suprised. Anyways, I didn't give it another thought, I'm in, no problem. Fast forward to 3 days before the ride. Friends and customers are asking if we have any plans for the weekend, "yes" we reply, "Brooke is doing the BCT and I am riding from Wickenberg to Prescott via HWY 89." The looks that I got from people, They didn't know if I was kidding them or just plain "crazy". They all seemed to have the same response......you know there's two big hill climbs right? Yes, I do.....but then it started dawning on me......I should have done some research on this particular route I was about to embark on with Steve. Even "seasoned" roadies from the area haven't ventured the same path that we are about to partake. A customer that used to do road races a couple of years ago said he was going to get out this weekend and ride for 4-5 hours. I asked him if he wanted to join us on the ride, in short, he did a double take, shook his head in disbelief at what I said and politely stated he was doing a more "traditional route", meaning flat and easy. What did I get myself into? Did I agree to hours of pain and humiliation I think to myself.
Actual Ride Time: 4 hours 15 minutes for Steve, add another 10 for me
Average Speed: 14.2 mph
Total Distance: 60.5 Miles from Motel to Hugo’s in Prescott
Fun Meter: 8 out of 10
Quad Hurt Meter: 6 out of 10
Taint Hurt Meter: 10 out of 10
Completion Meter: 20 out of 10
Will I do it again....I don’t know.....I now know I can ride for 60 miles and climb 2 pretty good sized hills and make it in good time.
A couple of weeks ago, after a mountain bike ride, Sticki was discussing future rides and events that they want to do. Steve brought up a ride from Scottsdale to Prescott via Wickenberg. He said he would make it a 2 day ride, with the second day riding from Wickenberg to Prescott. With out hesitation, I piped up and said, "I'll do it". I should've thought about what I had gotten myself into before "chiming in" with a such an enthusiastic decision so quickly. Sticki's expressions and retorts were one of skeptacism, but also excitement....I think, or maybe just plain suprised. Anyways, I didn't give it another thought, I'm in, no problem. Fast forward to 3 days before the ride. Friends and customers are asking if we have any plans for the weekend, "yes" we reply, "Brooke is doing the BCT and I am riding from Wickenberg to Prescott via HWY 89." The looks that I got from people, They didn't know if I was kidding them or just plain "crazy". They all seemed to have the same response......you know there's two big hill climbs right? Yes, I do.....but then it started dawning on me......I should have done some research on this particular route I was about to embark on with Steve. Even "seasoned" roadies from the area haven't ventured the same path that we are about to partake. A customer that used to do road races a couple of years ago said he was going to get out this weekend and ride for 4-5 hours. I asked him if he wanted to join us on the ride, in short, he did a double take, shook his head in disbelief at what I said and politely stated he was doing a more "traditional route", meaning flat and easy. What did I get myself into? Did I agree to hours of pain and humiliation I think to myself.
Friday the 30th of October, the night before the ride, Brooke and I hop into the Subie and head down the mountain towards Wickenberg at dusk. I have never driven past the trailhead for TR 396 off of White Spar, so this was all new to me. I can't but help notice the grade of the road as we're heading down towards Wilhoit at the bottom........Oh boy........Now even more nervous now......We get past Wilhoit and it starts to level off and flatten out towards Peeples Valley and a nice down hill out of Congress for the way back. Brooke says" see there's a good recovery period before you climb into Prescott." Now, for some reason, in the daylight of the actual ride, this "recovery period" was none what so ever. It was actually a mild up hill and the closer you got to Wilhoit, the steeper it became. Then came the grand-daddy of the 2, the drop into Yarnell. The grade was steeper and the curves were more drastic than I thought. Even in the dark you could see how far the lights are down below.
Once at the motel, we met up with Steve and get checked in at the Westerner, I scored room #1 with Steve in neighboring Room #2. Brooke left and we went across the street and downed some bland mexican food, gringo style I guess. We talked about Steve's ride earlier that day and what was in store for the next day. Hoping for good weather, strong legs and a sound mind for me, Steve, well he is invincable, he just needs a Rockstar and a Snickers and he's golden. It was almost 9pm so we headed back to the rooms for a good nights rest.
I was on my road bike and Steve had his Single Speed commuter with a 64-24 combo(see pic below for the craziness). We started @ 9am after breakfast and a stay over at the Westerner. We proceeded through old town Wickenberg and took HWY 60 to the 60/89 junction and proceeded to Prescott. We kept a good pace of 18-19mph til’ we hit the Yarnell Hill. Steve kept on pedaling, I pulled over to take off my light weight vest and eat an energy bar and drink some Heed. Back on the bike and up the hill I go. One shot, no stops. I was pretty impressed with myself as I kept looking to the right at the valley floor below getting further and further away. I wish I would’ve stopped to take a picture but I wanted to pull this climb off in one shot. At the top Steve was waiting for a minute or two at the first gas station in Congress. We refueled/rested and off we go. Time 11:45am. Here is the pic of my rest stop before the climb ahead and the valley floor at the start.
Once at the motel, we met up with Steve and get checked in at the Westerner, I scored room #1 with Steve in neighboring Room #2. Brooke left and we went across the street and downed some bland mexican food, gringo style I guess. We talked about Steve's ride earlier that day and what was in store for the next day. Hoping for good weather, strong legs and a sound mind for me, Steve, well he is invincable, he just needs a Rockstar and a Snickers and he's golden. It was almost 9pm so we headed back to the rooms for a good nights rest.
I was on my road bike and Steve had his Single Speed commuter with a 64-24 combo(see pic below for the craziness). We started @ 9am after breakfast and a stay over at the Westerner. We proceeded through old town Wickenberg and took HWY 60 to the 60/89 junction and proceeded to Prescott. We kept a good pace of 18-19mph til’ we hit the Yarnell Hill. Steve kept on pedaling, I pulled over to take off my light weight vest and eat an energy bar and drink some Heed. Back on the bike and up the hill I go. One shot, no stops. I was pretty impressed with myself as I kept looking to the right at the valley floor below getting further and further away. I wish I would’ve stopped to take a picture but I wanted to pull this climb off in one shot. At the top Steve was waiting for a minute or two at the first gas station in Congress. We refueled/rested and off we go. Time 11:45am. Here is the pic of my rest stop before the climb ahead and the valley floor at the start.
Back on the bikes, from Congress we went through Peeples Valley and on to Wilhoit. We got some good downhill in along the way. I lost a water bottle due to hauling ass down a grade and hitting a little pothole in the shade of the guardrail.....Bamm!!! My rear end bucked up unexpectedly... I look down and my water bottle was barely hanging on. I switch hand positions to grab it and whoosh.... off the bike and over the edge it goes.....! Oh well, I had plenty o water so I didn't mind, I wasn't about to stop this crusade. Since I had “gears I was able to pull away from Steve, but he reeled me back in half way to Wilhoit and then passed me. He did ask me if I was doing alright? Yes, I replied. We met up at the “little red grocery store” at the bottom of the Spars/Wilhoit hill. Time 12:45-1:00pm
We stopped for a refuel and rest period, which was good, because my quads were on "fricken" fire. They were sore as hell, I told Steve I didn’t know how well I was going to do on this climb, but I would finish it. After a 15 minute rest, we get back on the bikes and start pedaling, I pulled over to "water the foliage" and hopped back on. At least with this climb, there were some down hill recovery periods, but it didn’t matter....after the first massive climb and 50 miles of biking my legs were feeling it. I had to stop 2 more times to let my quads cool down, but only for a couple of minutes. There were a couple of other "roadies" headed the other way. One looked in good shape, the other.....mmmm.....not so much. At the top Steve was waiting for me, for about 10 minutes or so. We started heading down into Prescott and were passed by fire trucks and ambulances headed the other way. This was a heavy “motorcycle canyon carving day”....we assumed that one of the motorcycles had not made one of the corners and an accident had occurred. Hopefully they are OK. We headed down the last part of the Spars into Prescott, past the "Square", and headed straight for Hugo’s for some well deserved Mexican food. Of course the order was the "Steve Special". One huge Chicken Burrito with green sauce and black beans. Time 2:00pm
Brooke, Micki and Danielle have decide to do a ride in Black Canyon City on the "BCT" or Black Canyon Trail. They said they had a good time except it was pretty hot. Brooke even "hooked up" some free lunch for after the ride, but they were unable to take advantage of it because they started late and rode at a "casual pace", they did not realize that Steve and I were going to throw down the "fury" on 2 wheels and get to Prescott that quickly. C'mon ladies.....We met up with them at the Raven restaurant downtown so they could get some food and drinks to nourish their bodies. We sat and talked about the days events and couldn't of asked for some nicer weather for our ride. I have to hand it to Steve for cranking that ride out on a single speed. He is the only person in the universe to have pulled that off. Autograph please. Nice
Steve cresting the final climb into Prescott
Looking towards Wickenberg
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