This afternoon we took Klevenville (County P) to Towne Hall Rd. outside of Mt. Horeb. I was wondering what was wrong with me, or my bike, because it kept getting harder and harder to ride it and I felt like I had to downshift all the time. It was uphill, duh...I just couldn't see it is all. I didn't know how much more it would continue uphill, so we headed back after not that long a distance. Going back we hardly had to pedal. We were trying to see how far we could get without pedaling...we *almost* made it back to where we started but not quite. It was sort of like when Kramer and the carsalesman were trying to find how long they could go without gassing up. After that ride, I felt I hadn't ridden enough...I wasn't satisfied. So in the evening we rode from home to a little pier/walk along Lake Mendota, then back across the isthmus to Lake Monona and back home. I think this is the most I've ridden in one day. Riding on city bike paths and streets is much more pleasurable energy- and comfort-wise than the limestone gravel country bike paths. But then again country bike paths have other obvious advantages.
Labels: Biking
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I very much enjoyed the extra rides and it was pleasant to go to the lake without the smelliness it has earlier in the spring.
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