I did a supported ride today, the Tour of Cyuna, here in northern Minnesota. It started out cold and I wore tights and jacket. The ride was just short of 75 miles (odometer says 74.45). This is my longest ride to date. There were too many rest stops and I ate too much. Five stops! Rural Minnesota knows how to do the food. French toast at the first stop. Banana splits at another. Pork barbecue at the end with many homemade desserts. Good food for not a lot of riders, maybe a couple hundred at most.
It was a very tough ride. The wind came up half way through and I battled thirty miles of headwind. The last five miles were tough enough that I questioned whether I could finish. I ended up pokey slow because of the wind. And that was with drafting a guy for close to 20 miles. Nice guy! I couldn't pull him but he was happy to pull me.
Saw two trumpeter swans, seven sandhill cranes, a flock of about 20 wild turkeys and numerous hawks. We had two deer run out in front of us, a near miss for us and truck driving the other direction. Scary.
Now I am lying in the motorhome, sore, tired and a bit nauseated from eating too much.
Trek Madone 4.7 WSD
Cannondale Quick4
1969 Schwinn Collegiate, original owner
Terry Classic
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