**You will notice that I have started adding pictures to the blog. Historically I have had a terrible time uploading pics and in frustration, went with text only posts. I recently gave the extra effort to figure out what I was doing wrong. The result is hopefully a more pleasing experience for the reader. I hope you enjoy!
As I mentioned last week, I am learning to be a single speed MTB’er. At first, I thought it was crazy to go with just one gear. I could only imagine how much I would miss all those other options when it came time to climb. As I have gotten out this past week and spent some time on the SS, I have been pleasantly surprised.
Now, don’t get me wrong. Climbing hills isn’t easy with only one gear. I grunt. I sweat. I swear. Sometimes I walk. However, when everything is reduced to the minimum and you have only one option, you just do it. When I borrowed the bike from Matt, he said it well when I mentioned something to him about only having one gear. He said, “You may only have one gear, but you have three speeds- sitting, standing and walking.” Touché salesman.
I got out for 5 training rides this week. There were other rides on my commuter bike around town, but those are just chill and I don’t keep track of them. My mileage hasn’t been what I want it to be, but it is what it is. On the bright side, I’ve been consistent and my knee isn’t giving me problems. That makes life pretty good in comparison to some of the issues I have had over the last couple months.
My rides through the week were close to home on the 7 mile MTB trail at St Joe State Park. For the weekend, I have made a point to get out and go ride other stuff to keep things fresh. If all I do is ride the same thing over and over, I get bored with it.
My plan had been to ride Berryman Saturday. It is a 26 mile loop that incorporates a portion of the Ozark Trail on it’s west side, which will be part of the OT100. I figured doing that portion of trail would be good prep and I love riding there. I packed everything up and headed out Saturday morning, feeling good about the day and excited to hit the trail.
The 45 minute drive was wonderful as I enjoyed the warm late summer air and the windows down. When I turned up the road off the highway to get to the Berryman trailhead, I started getting excited. It had been awhile since I was last out there and I was looking forward to some alone time in the woods.
My excitement waned when within a quarter mile of the trail head I started seeing cars parked along the sides of the road. There was probably a couple hundred cars parked in and around the trailhead parking lot. I saw someone walking along the road and stopped to ask him what was going on. He informed me that there was a 100 mile trail run being put on. He said there were over 100 racers, but he encouraged me to go ahead and ride. He said the trail was still open and there were 4 or 5 MTB’ers already out on the course. I decided to change my plan and go somewhere else. I wanted some alone time and hated to go out and potentially disturb some runner’s groove.
So with Plan A out, I took some sweet backroads and headed for an impromptu Plan B.
My backroad destination was the 32/DD trailhead of the OT for some Middle Fork section action. I figured I would be alone. Most every time I drive by that lot, there is not a soul to be seen. Much to my surprise I saw some Noah kit when I pulled in. It was none other than teammates Adam and Chuck out for some sweet single track.
After some small talk, I got ready quickly and we all pushed off together, heading south on the trail. Not only are Adam and Chuck faster than I am any day, on top of that they were on full suspension geared bikes. I let them know I would likely be sucking wind on the climbs and not to wait for me.
I hung with them for a couple miles, even up the first big climb. Once the second significant climb came along, they started getting away from me. It was all good as I really just wanted to take my time, get used to the SS and enjoying the day in the woods. Once I was alone, I found the ‘third gear’ of SS on some climbs and hopped off to hoof it. I stopped here and there to grab a few shots for the blog.
Due to my changes in plan and location, I was pressed for time and I turned back at Hwy 49, about 8 miles in on the trail. On my way back, I ran into another guy I know, Anatoli. We chatted for a few minutes and I then rolled on back to the car. I ended with just shy of 16 miles for the day, which was way short of what I really needed to be riding, but I needed to get back home as we had plans for the evening. Despite the shorter mileage, it was a great ride and a great day!