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Monday, June 19, 2006

Oak Mountain  

Jim and I drove up to Oak Mountain State Park (just south of Birmingham, AL) last Saturday to go mountainbiking. I started worrying a little bit when I saw this from the car window shortly before arriving at the park:



I know it doesn't look that hilly in the picture, but let me just mention that we don't really know anything about hills..there are no hills in Baton Rouge. We used to ride a 40 mile training race twice weekly where the total elevation change was 1 foot!!!

Anyway, the trip turned out to be awesome!! We met up with some folks from "BUMP," which is one of the local cycling clubs that does all the trail maintenance and puts on the races at Oak Mountain. We rode one lap of the course with them, which turned out to be just over 17 miles. The trail was very nice, but there was one climb in the middle which was brutal. It was a 2 mile climb with a total elevation change of 600 feet. I know this doesn't sound like a lot to those of you who live around hills-which basically includes everyone who reads this blog except the people from south Louisiana and my aunt Ursel, because Hamburg is totally flat (except for a very, very steep hill called the Waseberg, which is where my aunt was first introduced to World Cup cycling, but that's another story!). However, take 2 miles of steady uphill, 600 feet elevation change, and throw in some rocks, roots, gravel, sand, crazy bridges, rocks, roots, and did I mention rocks and roots? and it becomes a very difficult climb. Once we got to the top, we were rewarded with a very nice, long and fast downhill, so in the end it was all worth it! Jim and I rode a total of 34 miles at Oak Mountain, which is more that I've ever done on a mountainbike, especially on such challenging terrain. Here's a pic of me right after finishing the ride...

We picnicked at the park and then drove home-or I should say Jim drove home while I licked my wounds (nothing major just some minor cuts and bruises). It was definitely worth the drive, and we'll be back there again...

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Blogger Jim says:
Our ride was almost cut short by a bizzare bit of equipment damage. I smashed the derailer cable that runs under my bottom bracket on a rock. Without hitting my chainring. Amazingly, I had one small scrap of brake cable housing in my toolbox, and it was precisely the right length.
6/20/2006 07:22:00 AM  [#]  
Blogger Cat says:
That's a freak accident, alright! But J, you're prone to freak bike equipment damage. I don't know that many people who have busted their forks while riding-- more than once! Just as Tony has a talent for flat tires, you have a talent for dramatic bike breakage.

Personally, I have a flair for acrobatic crashes. Everyone's got their something, I guess.
6/20/2006 08:32:00 AM  [#]  
Blogger Jim says:
I broke a frame during a mountain bike race, which isn't too weird - but I once broke the steel clip in a road pedal. Who ever heard of that?
Lately I've had a lot of slow leaks; I think it's because I rarely get flats, and my tubes are all so old that the valves leak! Time to buy new bike stuff - darn! :-)
Try to avoid those crashes, even if they are entertaining.
6/20/2006 12:01:00 PM  [#]  

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