August 28, 2009
Long ago, in a (fitness) galaxy far away, Elden, Brad, Bob, and Ricky and I set out to ride the Kokopelli Trail from Moab to Grand Junction, in a day. Of course, nowadays, people race that thing. In those days, we felt like pioneers.
Elden told me how he once used that whole experience to teach a bunch of youth about commitment, preparation, and execution, by talking about how we got ready for the ride (or not–Ricky didn’t really train for it, and didn’t come), survived the ride (or not–Bob lived at sea level, and had to bail at Dewey Bridge), survived the ride (I felt okay, but endured numerous mechanicals because I’m a bit slothful in the bike maintenance department), and finished the ride (Elden, Brad, and I rolled up to our car in the dark 140 miles and about 18 hours after starting, together and exhausted).
I don’t know why it sticks in my head (why does ANYTHING stick in my head? I dunno. Some stuff sticks, some doesn’t. Figure this out and you’ll make my home a happier place. Not that it isn’t happy right now–it’s very happy–I just mean you’ll make it even HAPPIER), but this reminds me of riding with Eber this Summer.
A bunch of Suncrest guys signed up for Leadville this year. I don’t think any of these guys had ever done 100 miles on a bike before, and most had a very happy ending. At the race I mean. Let’s just move on.
Can’t remember the date, but mid summer, a bunch of us went on a big Corner Canyon ride, heading up the Suncrest singletrack to Deer Ridge, down the new downhill run, down to the pool, over to the golf course, up, across the BST, more Corner Canyon, up Clarks, several hours, lots of riding.
As we finally crested the saddle, all but one of us turned right to get home, since we’d been out for hours. But Eber turned left, and headed for Jacobs, adding another big climb to his day, because he had Leadville to get ready for.
Eber, who less than a year earlier rolled into a deserted parking lot on the Glenwild Halloween night ride because everybody else had already left, finished Leadville in 10:27.
In large part, because he was willing to make that left turn to Jacobs. Nice one Eber. And nice one to the rest of the gang. And BB–I’ve seen the replay, and you was robbed.