Wow smiling cat - that Death Ride sounds like a COLD one!!!

My only ever ride in the SAG wagon was at El Tour de Tucson in 2005 when I crashed out at mile 1 (idiot who didn't know how to ride in a pack locked his brakes in front of me, fell down and took me out - that's the last time I start that race mid-gold pack), and rode 40 miles with terrible back pain before deciding to call it quits. I sat in the SAG station waiting for the van, on the verge of tears because I was so disappointed not to finish, but I knew it was the right thing to avoid serious bodily damage. And the upside was I got back to the finish in time to see Floyd Landis come in. And have some beers. And ask DH "What took you so long?? I've been here for hours!" when he came in shortly over 5 hours.

Of course last year I couldn't do El Tour, so this year it's one of my goals. See if I can break 5 1/2 hours.