Today was the first time I ever met Dave. It turns out, like me, Dave likes hills. Unlike me, he's actually good at going up them.
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| The epic descent to Strathalbyn as the sun rose |
We started in the pitch darkness at Brighton. By dawn, we'd hit Strathalbyn and it looked to be a really good day. I remember racing ahead to get group photos and capture us cruising down hill.
What I hadn't really counted on was what was to come: that's the worst climb in South Australia I've met:
Mt Alma.
I began to get a bit worried when we did the first part - a 1.6km 7% climb - and that just got us to the start point. Signs warned off the foolish.
I was one of those who decided to plough ahead anyway. I don't remember much of it, aside from pain of the 17% wall. I've never ridden it since, because I learned my lesson the first time.
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| Mt Alma |
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| Oh god, compact and 36t is still not enough for Mt Alma |
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| and here's why |
Somehow, people were excited and happy afterwards. Not flogged. Not like I was. Here's the squad scooting along towards multiple other climbs to be "enjoyed" that day
And the descent to Cape Jervois
A ceremonial wheel deeping into the waters
I was covered in salt and despair by the end of it.
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| Wearing black and carrying too much stuff didn't help on a very hot day. |
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