The Horsey Hundred
One of the things I like about cycling, and I’m sure you can say this about many activities, is the opportunity it presents to travel and ride in different places, meet new people and experience different kinds of terrain. The Horsey had all of that, plus Pell. What a deal!
We rode 3 days for a total of about 136 miles and 8,000 feet of ascent. Try to imagine miles upon miles of freshly mown grass on elaborate horse farms one after another covering either side of well paved country lanes. Trees, bushes, gardens, lawns, everything immaculately groomed and fenced and the occasional banner proclaiming a Derby winner or maybe even a Triple Crown breeder. Endless hill after hill punctuated by a bridge across a stream or a mill and dotted with small country churches now and then. A person could ride for a very long time in a beautiful setting like that, a very long time.
I have a new respect for those Kentucky hills. True, the hills around here, Colorado, can seem never ending in that they just go up and up and up with never a break until the top. But the hills on the Horsey were just as never ending in that as soon as you got to the bottom of one, you started up the next one. Short, yes but countlessly never ending. The bottom line is that at the end of a 60 mile ride with 4,000 ft of ascent, the legs felt the same either way.
I don’t know if it has to do with the more sophisticated eastern culture vs. the cowboyish attitudes in the west, but I found the 2,000 or so riders on the Horsey more disciplined than I’ve seen on many rides around here. It’s refreshing to ride in a group where you don’t have to constantly be ware of who and how the people around you are riding, you can mostly rely on them to do what’s reasonable and expected. We all played well together in the groups we rode with each day. I noticed and appreciated that particular aspect of this ride.
Pell and I rode well together. I really can’t imagine how we could have been better matched right down to “feeling the burn” at the tops of the very same hills. The weather was perfect, the scenery beautiful, the roads were good and the wind was light. We both felt good at the end of each days ride. If a ride can get any better than that, I don’t know how. Thank you Pell for an incredible all around experience.
Larry
ps: the picture is of a horse barn
One of the things I like about cycling, and I’m sure you can say this about many activities, is the opportunity it presents to travel and ride in different places, meet new people and experience different kinds of terrain. The Horsey had all of that, plus Pell. What a deal!
We rode 3 days for a total of about 136 miles and 8,000 feet of ascent. Try to imagine miles upon miles of freshly mown grass on elaborate horse farms one after another covering either side of well paved country lanes. Trees, bushes, gardens, lawns, everything immaculately groomed and fenced and the occasional banner proclaiming a Derby winner or maybe even a Triple Crown breeder. Endless hill after hill punctuated by a bridge across a stream or a mill and dotted with small country churches now and then. A person could ride for a very long time in a beautiful setting like that, a very long time.
I have a new respect for those Kentucky hills. True, the hills around here, Colorado, can seem never ending in that they just go up and up and up with never a break until the top. But the hills on the Horsey were just as never ending in that as soon as you got to the bottom of one, you started up the next one. Short, yes but countlessly never ending. The bottom line is that at the end of a 60 mile ride with 4,000 ft of ascent, the legs felt the same either way.
I don’t know if it has to do with the more sophisticated eastern culture vs. the cowboyish attitudes in the west, but I found the 2,000 or so riders on the Horsey more disciplined than I’ve seen on many rides around here. It’s refreshing to ride in a group where you don’t have to constantly be ware of who and how the people around you are riding, you can mostly rely on them to do what’s reasonable and expected. We all played well together in the groups we rode with each day. I noticed and appreciated that particular aspect of this ride.
Pell and I rode well together. I really can’t imagine how we could have been better matched right down to “feeling the burn” at the tops of the very same hills. The weather was perfect, the scenery beautiful, the roads were good and the wind was light. We both felt good at the end of each days ride. If a ride can get any better than that, I don’t know how. Thank you Pell for an incredible all around experience.
Larry
ps: the picture is of a horse barn
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