Monday morning was warm again, but not super hot, with a misty rain that left the roads wet. Matt and I were up for one final ride before leaving, so we kitted up and rolled out the gravel road from the cabin back to the pavement. We then went down to Jeffersonville, so we could say we officially started the ride at the bottom of the climb :)

We repeated the climb up Smuggler’s Notch that we did the first day. Despite the miles and elevation gain I’d put in my legs the last few days, I was feeling quite good, and was no longer intimidated by the mountains. We had a solid ride up, and reveled in the scenery and pain. Outstanding! At the top, I debated continuing down the other side, but the wet roads and lack of confidence on the tight switchback made me unsure. Matt decided he didn’t want to do another climb, and since I was on the fence, decided not to descend alone. We turned around and started to fly down. However, near the start of the descent, Matt pulled over, so naturally I followed suit to see what was up. He had a ‘knocking’ sound on every rotation of his rear wheel, and it was a bit disconcerting, especially at those speeds! We looked it over, but couldn’t see anything obviously wrong, so decided to continue! Closer to the bottom of the descent, Matt had a bit of a scare as some idiot driver turned left in front of him as he was descending at 80+km/hr. He had to slow, but not too much, and luckily stayed in control. What inspired the driver to turn when he could have waited a few more seconds and had the entire road is beyond me. Sometimes, drivers need to realize how easily they can kill cyclists! I was far enough behind the action to get a good view, but didn’t have to slow.

We rode back to the cabin, but then decided to check out the rest of the resort and cabins that we hadn’t seen yet. Of the roads at the resort are all gravel… and you know what that means! The final little descent, just several hundred meters from our own cabin, I got a flat. And since I decided not to bother changing it just then (we were heading home after all…) I shouldered the bike to walk it in the last few hundred meters. Of course somewhere in that time I managed to step in dog shit, which packed into my cleat and vent holes in the bottom of my shoe sole. Nice! What a way to end the trip! (I will use the ‘never a dull moment’ excuse to make that one into a positive!)

Overall, Monday’s ride was short, but great! 32.54 km in 1:18:31. We climbed 673m, at an average speed of 18.26km/hr on an average gradient of 5%, with a max of 11%. After the ride, we cleaned up, packed up, and headed back to Perth. It was a fairly uneventful trip back, and we were all exhausted!

Over the course of the entire trip, we managed to get in 245.44km of riding over 9.5hours. Total climbing was 3875m! For all of us, the trip contained the biggest, steepest, and longest climbs we’d ever done. A great learning experience and a whole lot of fun! Personally, it was the best riding experience I’ve ever had, and I’m fairly certain the other guys would agree! Naturally, plans are already being discussed for TdB 2012!

Sunday morning, we took the quick drive from the cabin down to a car pool parking lot on the 104 near Cambridge. It was hot again, so we slathered on the sunscreen and loaded up with water. The ride started off with some excitement–very shortly after we left, we came across a ‘playful’ pitbull puppy. The owners were in their front yard raking or something, and the dog was off-leash. He immediately came after us–just a puppy, but still a pit bull! He wasn’t sure what to make of cyclists, so we were very cautious. He kept coming, baring teeth and heading for the heels as we pedaled. At one point, I even came to a stop and put my hand out to calm him down, but he only growled and backed off a bit, unsure. The owners, naturally, were not very smart, yelling “Scooter, come back” and “Don’t worry, he won’t hurt you”  Of course, they weren’t being  chased by a pit bull with bared teeth, so…

We eventually got by the dog without injury and got our nerves settled. This happened just in time for a vicious (short but steep) climb. It gained 127m in 3.62km, for an average grade of 7% and a max of 12%. The downhill was nasty–twisty and turny, with some sections where road construction had left loose gravel on the road. To add to the excitement, Luke got stung by a bee on the descent, and casually mentioned that his sister has major allergic reactions, and that he “wasn’t sure” if he did or not (luckily he didn’t!) Also, the wind had started to pick up–the forecasted thunderstorm appeared to be on its way! Since the sky was looking very dark and the wind was very strong, we made a call to take cover–you never know what can happen in that kind of weather! The forecast had even called for inch-and-a-half hail, and flash flooding, so we didn’t want to take a chance. Luckily, there was a farm close by, so we went there. After knocking on the door and getting no answer, we decided to just wait out the storm in front of the garage. The wind really picked up, and the rain started. It was wild!  The owners of the farm drove up part-way through our stay, and looked at us quizzically.  However, after explaining the situation, they gave us the OK to wait out the storm in the garage. Luckily the hail never did come, and the storm blew by almost as quickly as it formed. We were back on the road again!

The route took us to Fairfield, where we stopped for a chat. It was decided that Luke, Shawn and Trent would take the road through Fairfield and across to the 108, while Matt and I would go further north, turning at Sheldon and cutting across to the 108 there. We split, planning to meet up at the cars at the end of the ride.  Matt and I absolutely flew to Sheldon–the road was almost all downhill, and there was no traffic to speak of. Amazing! Matt and I stopped at a general store in Sheldon and filled up on Gatorade. It was pretty damn hot and humid!

Typical Scenery North of Jeffersonville

The road across to the 108 was also very low traffic and nice–until it turned to gravel! We had not expected the gravel, and weren’t sure how long it would last. It was a bit rough, with some loose sections that were not ideal for skinny tires. We made it through, with some ‘back woods’ moments as we went by some trailers with cars up on blocks out front. Quite the place to be out in spandex and ‘ballet shoes!’ Once we hit the 108, we were back on pavement, and expecting a steady climb all the way back to the car (since the ride so far had been largely downhill.) Oddly enough, this was not the case, and the 108 had very few significant climbs. Unfortunately, however, the surface was not ideal–rough, with cracks and holes everywhere!

As Matt and I rode by a gas station, we noticed bikes leaning up against the wall–it was the guys! We quickly pulled in to the store. Turns out their route also had gravel (more than ours even) and Shawn had split a sidewall on a sharp piece. It took them some time to fix, and he was taking it easy since it was booted. Not nice! We went in the store for some water and a washroom key, and it turned out to be the coldest store in the universe. The air conditioning was cranked so cold that I could barely stand it long enough to get the key and get out! FREEZING!

We rode the rest of the way back as a group, and the road surface got worse as we went. I’ve never seen cracks like it in Ontario or even in Quebec–it was much worse than any road I’ve ridden, to the point of being very unsafe. Fortunately, we made it back without further incident! We ended up the day with a total of 82.2km in 3:02:44 (for an average of 26.91km/hr) and a gain of 942m.

Post ride, we went back to our favourite Vermont Liquor Depot in Jeffersonville to fill up on beer for the evening. While there, we asked a local their recommendation for pizza, and the pointed us the way to a local Jeffersonville shop, so Trent and Shawn went to put in an order. Beer and pizza in hand, we went back to the cabin to chill and eat. Then things got crazy–the second round of thunderstorms rolled in, and the mountains literally disappeared before our eyes as we watched the sheets of rain moving across the valley towards us. Storms in the mountains are intense!

Beer & Pizza

Again, the storm passed pretty quickly and we resumed our beer and pizza. Luke was leaving to head back to Perth, so we said our goodbyes as he packed up. Then, just as Luke was leaving, the third round of storms rolled in. We hoped it would make it down the partly washed-out road from the cabin with no problems!  The porch sitting/pizza eating quickly turned into a scramble for shelter as the rain started hammering down again and the wind threatened to blow all of our hanging clothes away. Then, the power went out! This storm too passed quickly, but the power remained out save for a short blink to give us hope.

Beers for the day included one that turned out to be either my favourite or second favourite of the entire trip – Long Trail Double Bag. There was also a couple of the Trout River Chocolate Oatmeal Stout quaffed, and very much enjoyed. Shawn had the Shock Top Raspberry Wheat which turned out to be one of his favourites of the trip.

The night’s entertainment included a surprise award ceremony that Trent had created–modeled after the jerseys of the Tour de France. However, rather than jerseys, the awards were these guys:

The 2011 Tour de Brew Awards!

For the first time in history, the ‘yellow jersey’ was awarded to two people–both Matt and Shawn shared the honours. I took home the polka dots, Luke the Best Young Rider, and Trent the Green. I’m not sure what the little elephant was even for, or who won it…perhaps the guys can refresh my memory?

Part VI will be coming soon and will likely finish off the story of the 2011 Tour de Brew – stay tuned!

Post Appalachian Gap, we headed to the ‘big city’ for a tour of the Magic Hat Brewery in Burlington. Right away, we noticed that the place was jammed. We could barely find a parking spot, and there was a BBQ going on outside the door! We finally got parked, and made our way into the ‘gift shop’ portion of the brewery. The place was packed with people! There’s a long bar across one whole side of the room, and all of the beers they brew at Magic Hat are on tap for free sample. Amazing! Trent commented that he’s never seen a brewery so busy, and he’s been on tours of breweries and distilleries all around the world! Magic Hat is definitely doing something right in the marketing and ‘company culture’ department!

Because the place was so busy, we decided to make our way to the front of the line for the next free tour (they go hourly) and avoid the rush at the bar. The tour was interesting, although we didn’t get to check out the actual production floor–we only saw it from above, where the tour concluded on a balcony overlooking the floor. It’s not quite what I would expect from a ‘micro’ brewery–their line puts out 400 bottles/minute, and 50-60 kegs/hour. That’s a lot of beer! Obviously not on the same level as a Molson or Labatt, but still more than a ‘micro’ in my opinion.

Post-tour, we headed back to the bar to test, taste and sample. #9, Circus Boy, Single Chair, Hi.P.A., Blind Faith, Humble Patience; oh my! I don’t recall specifics on any of the beers, except for #9 which I stocked up on before we left the state. It’s a beautiful, slightly apricot-tinted ‘not-quite-pale’ ale that I quite enjoyed! The rest of the beers were good, but none really made much of an impression on me. Of course, without more time to sit and enjoy each (in a larger than sample size quantity…) it’s hard to say for sure! I’d be more than willing to give any of them another try of course :)

Post-tour, we headed to box-mall hell to grab some Thai take out, and then back to the cabin for dinner and more beer. A selection of the nights samplings:

The selection for the night

The Blackbeary Wheat from Long Trail was one of my favourites of the trip. The Peak Organics was popular all around, and we tried several different varieties. I still think that their Maple Oat was the best of the trip, although the Double Bag is a very close second (possibly first, depending on my mood at the time…)

The beer, hot tub, games and sleep wrapped up another successful, busy day, both on the bike and off. The morning would bring a ‘north of Jeffersonville’ route to mix things up, and to give the legs a rest from the big hills. The story of that ride will be coming up next!

For those keeping track, I’m still working on documenting our trip to Vermont for “Tour de Brew 2011.” Check out the rest of the story here.

I left off talking about our hike up Mt. Mansfield, and our encounter with momma moose and her baby. I realized I had failed to mention our Friday night dinner at The Shed, where we had a decent meal, and their ‘ski of beer’ – a sampler of six of their own beers served on an old wooden ski. Pretty cool!

Ski of Beer* Not my photo - thanks to HomeBrew Guru for this shot

We were not super impressed with the beer itself, although they seemed to get better the further down the ski we got. I’m not sure if the later beers were actually better beers, or if our judgement was perhaps clouded? The stout was quite nice, as was their seasonal which I believe was an Irish Red. Either way, this was the least impressive Vermont beer we had the whole trip.

Saturday was to be a big day. We were going to meet up with Luke and Allan (Luke’s brother-in-law) for a ride up the Appalachian Gap. I was a bit worried, but after our success on Smuggler’s Notch, I was no longer scared of the big mountains. I knew it was all doable!  We drove to Richmond, were we met Luke and Allan. Luke had driven all night to arrive at his sister’s place, and was now ready to join us for some rides (and beer!)

The ride out of Richmond was painful. It was nothing compared to the Notch, but still a big climb for us! The first 3.2 km gained 95m, averaging 6% with a max of 10%,.  The legs were not used to this kind of effort, especially after what they had been through the day before, and were protesting the ride this morning! Luckily, the next 2km was downhill, and gave us a bit of a rest and recovery so the legs could warm up. This was good, as I started to feel strong again, and was all I needed to be ready for the climb! Of course, the climb came soon enough, as km 6 to km 29 was all uphill!

Oddly enough, we started meeting folks on the side of the road who were cheering for us:

“Good job guys!”

“Way to go, keep it up!”

We thought that perhaps the locals were just really friendly to cyclists here…however, we then started to see signs along the road:  “Bike race Saturday.” Hmm…  Soon, we rolled past a feed zone – people ready to hand us bottles and everything. Gee.. I wonder. Could we be on the course during The Green Mountain Stage Race? Turns out that yes, yes we were. Shortly after the feed zone, I heard Luke announce “Riders back” – we were about to be passed by some racers! Two riders came by us. Slowly. One guy was clearly banged up from a crash, and we were certain they were off the back of the group. Good–we didn’t really want to be on the road when the peloton came by!

Despite our painfully slow pace, the guys that passed us didn’t get too far ahead. In fact, they were catching another lone rider, and we then passed two of them again. At this point, I had to stop, as I thought my cleat was coming loose. We stopped and I checked my cleat (it was fine…weird…) and the racers passed us again. However, we saddled back up, and very shortly were caught up to them again. Wow.. these guys must be shattered, since we were only averaging 27km/hr or so, and there were racing even slower than that.

We got to the main turnoff where the ‘real climb’ begins, (about 24km from Richmond) and the racers went right, while we went left. The racers didn’t seem sure where to go, and almost followed us. I guess it looked like we knew what we were doing! I loudly announced “We are not in the race, and do not know where the course goes. Please follow us at your own risk.” I hope they went the right way!

I say that the ‘real climb’ started at km 24, which is true. However, kilometers 6 through 24 gain 234m, with an average grade of 3% and a max of 8%. Not exactly flat!

The “real climb’ up Appalachian Gap begins at Gore Rd. and 17, and from there climbs a total of 340m in 4.34km. This gives an average of 8%, with a max of 18% near the top. Yes, 18%! Oh, and there’s no reprieve. The total downhill in this whole stretch? Zero (yes, 0) meters. None.

Our little group got smashed apart pretty quickly. Soon it was Allan and I, with Matt just behind me. Then, Allan opened a gap on me, and I couldn’t close it. I settled into my own pace, rather than trying to match Allan tapping away on his compact crank. At one point, the road leveled off a bit, and I actually went sur la plaque (see here) just to mix it up. It actually felt good. Oh boy. “I think I like these big climbs” I thought to myself, as I powered up 100m or so in the big ring. Then, back to the 39, and keep on trucking. I noticed that as I approached the top (where it was exactly, I wasn’t sure, I just knew it couldn’t go up forever…) I was closing in on Allan again. We then hit the last 600m or so; what Allan had called “The Wall” in our chats about the ride. This last 600m averages 11%, and is where that fun little 18% pitch I told you about also resides. Lovely! It took me (literally) 3 minutes to go 600m. Three minutes!  That’s an average speed of 12.3km/hr. Ouch. However, I made it! And I had closed the gap to Allan down to only 10 or 20m by the line. Nice!

At the top of "App Gap" (l-r: Allan, Shawn, Me, Trent, Matt, Luke)

The rest of the guys had their own epic battles on the way up. Matty, followed by Trent, followed by Shawn. We took some photos, then decided to split. Allan, Trent and Shawn went back the way we came up, and Matt, Luke and I headed for a bit of a longer ride, descending down the opposite side of the Gap. This was super fun, but again made my poor descending skills evident.  Max speed was 73.47km/hr for me, while the others were much faster, opening a huge gap on me on the descent. The descent itself was about 14km long (!), and dropped 507m with an average grade of -5%, and a max (minimum?) of -13%. Some of the switchbacks were super fun, and on one the left hand shoulder was a full lane wide, with lots of visibility. I took the whole thing, and ended up on on the left side edge of the left shoulder–basically 3 full lanes from the right side of the road, and just flying! I do not recommend this of course, but…it’s a calculated risk! Obviously this is insane if there is no visibility!

Yes, we came from down there!

Our route back to Richmond took us from 17, onto the 100 into Waterbury. Our original plan (pre-flooding) was to make The Alchemist a starring role in the brew portion of Tour de Brew. However, the flooding hit it hard, and it was closed for business during our trip. Riding through Waterbury was an experience. Matt flatted just before we got out of town (no doubt on some of the debris from the flooding) so we had a chance to see the damage in some detail.  It looked like a war zone! Dumpsters lining the streets, the entire community out pitching in to clean up… entire houses full of drywall, insulation, and worldly possessions piled up in moldy heaps at the ends of driveways. People wearing dust masks while walking down the street. Not a good scene! However, it was great to see people pitching in and working together to clean up the community! And good news for beer lovers–it looks like The Alchemist is rebuilding to be bigger and better than ever, so perhaps it will have a starring role in Tour de Brew 2012!

The Alchemist cleaning up post-Irene

The remainder of our ride took us on 2 back to Richmond, where we met the guys at On The Rise Bakery for some great grub and yes, even beer. Epic mountain passes, and beer on tap at the bakery?!? Am I in heaven? I had a half-pint of Switchback Ale, which I enjoyed greatly! Although, even a Bug Light probably would have tasted good after the ride we’d just finished! While at the bakery, we firmed up plans for our afternoon–a tour of the Magic Hat Brewery. Oh ya! That will be Part IV of the story!

Our epic Appalachian Gap ride ended up with 83.58km in a total of 3:06:04 for an average speed of 26.95km/hr. Our total climb over the entire ride was 1134m, with an average grade of 4% and a max of 18%! Nice!

Elevation/Speed/HR Graph (click for full image)

Stay tuned for Part IV, where I’ll talk about Magic Hat! That reminds me… I think I still have a #9 in the fridge!

Sigma Rox 9.1

Note that I don’t actually own one of the new units, and haven’t even handled one (test units appreciated!) but will evaluate them based on my experience with the Sigma Rox 9.0 and the feature set I have found on the web for the new units.

To start with, the Rox 9.1 and Rox 8.1 look very similar to the old 8.0 and 9.0. No major changes in form-factor or controls that I can tell. I assume the mounting hardware, cadence and speed transmitters, and heart rate strap are all the same, so not much to comment on there.

New Features:

Unlike Apple, Sigma decided to add new features to their new product! (I know, I know, low blow post-iPhone 4S announcement.) Here are some of the noteworthy upgrades, and my comments on each.

Power: You can’t put out a high-end cycling computer and be competitive in the current market without including power. Unfortunately, Sigma chose perhaps a poor approach to adding power; they didn’t make the Rox 9.1 ANT+ compatible. This means you can’t link the Rox 9.1 with your SRM or PowerTap, or multitude of other ‘open’ devices. Sigma didn’t even make it W.I.N.D. compatible like the Look Power Pedal, which talks to Polar head units via the proprietary, and likely doomed-to-fail-because-of-it W.I.N.D. standard. (On a side-note, why don’t we all just move to Bluetooth and get along?!?) No, Sigma chose to go a similar route as the iBike, calculating power from some magic formula, not from strain gauges or other ‘direct measurement’ approach. According to Sigma, this magic formula to calculate power takes into account:

Bike type and position, bike and rider weight, rider height, shoulder width, speed, incline and cadence.

Of course, these factors:

can be affected by external forces such as the ground conditions or wind.

it looks like some of this has been taken into account during the calculations, as Sigma claims that:

These factors are reduced during mountain ascents and considered in the calculation.

Great. However, without some way to know the wind speed, you are reducing an unknown by an unknown. And even if wind speed was measured, what about when drafting? What about on a gravel road? What about with a knobbier tire…? There are just too many factors to accurately take into account. These issues are why the iBike has never really caught on, despite having a much more attractive price-point than other power meters. It just simply doesn’t work as well.

Having said all of that, the real question is; just how accurate is the power number calculated by this magic formula? I’d love to see some head-to-head tests that show it is within 1 or 2% of an SRM or PowerTap, but even the iBike had trouble with that, despite measuring much more than the Sigma will (wind speed, etc.) Again, I’d love to be proven wrong here, as we need an inexpensive, relatively accurate power meter for the masses!

Expansion: Another new feature is the inclusion of “Expansion” as an on-screen option, and a value recorded in the logs. What the heck this means isn’t clear from the name (perhaps German speakers would understand the translation thought process a bit better?) Essentially, it appears to be a term for what we would call “gear inches” or “meters of development” – essentially, how far you travel in one pedal stroke. Interesting to know, but… how applicable this is in your on-the-bike riding, or post-ride analysis, I’m not sure. I suppose it would be good for new riders to show overlap between gears? I’m assuming it’s calculated by taking into account your current cadence and distance travelled. No magic there.

Ghost Race: Perhaps the neatest and most useful of all the new features is (in my opinion) what Sigma is calling “Ghost Race.’ It’s the same concept as Garmin’s “Virtual Partner” – where you can load in a previous workout on the same course and then ‘race’ your previous effort. This (aside from being fun) I can see as a great way to push yourself just that little bit more in a Time Trial or similar situation. I bet I could make good use of it in my 40km Project! :)

Existing Issues:

We all know new features are great, but did Sigma take care of the existing issues with the unit before adding new ‘bling’? Lets see! Here are some of the issues I commented on that bug me about the Sigma Rox 9.0. Have they been addressed in the 9.1?

Durability: If you recall, my 9.0 has issues with ‘scuffing’ and paint chipping. It’s hard to tell if the new units addresses this issue. I sure hope so; a scruffy looking computer on a nice shiny bike is not a good look, no matter how cool the computer is!

Battery Life: The Sigma website lists the battery life as one year. This matches my experience with the Rox 9.0, and leaves me … unimpressed. A rechargeable battery would be nice, but may bump up the price point.

Resetting Distance: Again, hard to say if this issue has been corrected. I suspect it is a software glitch to begin with, so probably independent of the unit itself.

Heart Rate Zones: There are still only three heart rate zones. It seems like such a trivial matter to add 5–why not? Pretty much every heart rate monitor I’ve ever seen has five zones…

Saving Cadence: It appears that the Rox 9.1 may save cadence to the log. Under “Data Center Functions,” the feature list shows “Graphic display of the cadence,” so it appears that the data may be saved to the logs.  However, under the “New Memory Values” section, it lists only “Average power, maximum power, average expansion, average expansion uphill” as additions- no cadence.  So the jury is out on this one. I hope it’s there!

Log Saving Interval: Still no 1-second saving option. Again, since this is user-selectable, why not? If I am going on a longer ride, or know I am low on memory, then I could set it to 5 or 10 seconds. But if I know I am going for a 2 hour ride, and will be downloading immediately after, why not give me an option to record every second? Silly.

Conclusion:

Without seeing and using one of these units (again, test units appreciated!) for at least a year, it’s really hard to say just how good it is. However, it appears that Sigma have added a couple of arguably less-than-useful new features (Power, Expansion) and one neat, but not groundbreaking one (Ghost Race) to their existing unit. With the competition that’s currently out there, I’m not sure the Sigma has a real value-equation working for it. Unless, of course, they’ve magically figured out the power calculation and the results are good, in which case this is a huge winner. Am I holding my breath on that? No. And I doubt you should either.

Having said all of that… the best thing to do is check it out yourself on the Sigma Rox website, and see what you think! If you can get a hold of a unit, give it a thorough test–I’d love to hear any comments from you below!

I realize this is probably not safe, and I’m not recommending it. Don’t let your kids do it.  Heck, don’t do it yourself; I probably shouldn’t. However, it’s a hell of a thrill, and makes the commute interesting!

It was an ideal draft, as it was a tanker truck with a ‘hollow’ section below the tank, meaning I could sit behind his wheel and still have a very open view of the road ahead. He also had a nice solid mudflap taller than my wheel that I could tuck in behind. Sweet! I barely pedaled for a solid 1.5 kms! Also, the last few block of Gore St. are brand new smooth pavement, so I had no potholes and cracks to worry about!

What a great way to start off my day! How is yours going? What makes you smile in the morning?

Matt, Trent and Shawn Climbing Mt. Mansfield

The trip up was spectacular, consisting of a good solid climb most of the way. Higher up, some sections become rocky, and the trees get shorter. Suddenly, we popped out of the treeline and were fully exposed on the peak, with spectacular views all around. A few steep rocky climbs (which could be tricky when wet!) lead us up to “The Chin” – the highest point in Vermont! We stopped for a brief look, but decided to head down before cooling off too much.

Close to the Peak

The trip down went quickly, with Trent and Matt setting a blistering downhill pace that was tough to match. These guys must be mountain goats! Shawn and I preferred to save our knees, and descended a bit slower. However, we all got stopped part-way down by a couple of hikers with their dogs who were sitting on the side of the trail. We approached, and they pointed to a moose close ahead. After a few moments of watching, we saw the calf as well, just a bit further down the trail. Very close by! We stood for several minutes, and took some photos and videos. Since it didn’t appear the moose were going to move, we eventually made some noise and they cleared out so we could continue. A quick descent back down the trail, and we were back at the car.

Mansfield Moose

The total distance of our hike was 3.63km each way, for a total of 7.26km. Total elevation gain worked out to 783m, with an average grade of 21.5%! Yikes, that’s steep!

Food, beer and sleep followed. A big day of biking and hiking was behind us, and another one was on its way; the infamous Appalachian Gap ride was looming!

The Peak Organic Maple Oat Ale was a favourite!

Before I jump into the story, let me back up a few steps. “Tour de Brew” is the name given to our own little cycling and micro-brew sampling trip to the lovely state of Vermont. It’s not an official tour, and, unless you’re on the shortlist (or your name starts with Jens and ends with Voigt,) you won’t get invited next year. However, the beauty of “Tour de Brew” is that anyone can do it themselves.

It all started with an email from Shawn:

I got thinking earlier (never a good thing) about how great a bike tour would be. Say a three day tour (a long weekend perhaps) through the hills of Vermont. The kicker is that instead of the typical ride through wine country, we design the route around breweries.

and a link to this map.

It was followed shortly after by emails from Trent:

Very interested.  Would be a great tradition to start.

myself:

Oh, just for the record..I’m in :)

and Matt:

Count this guy in too!

From there, plans were sketched out in Trent’s basement over beers. Everything from full century routes to “I really just want to drink beer and sit on the porch” were discussed. In the end, a compromise was reached, and tentative plans were laid. Luke joined in on the trip (and thus the planning) at the last minute, but brought to the table a very valuable resource; his sister and brother-in-law live in Vermont, and are both avid cyclists.  Local knowledge of the roads? Perfect!

The week before our trip, Hurricane Irene managed to make a mess of Vermont.  The lead up to our departure consisted of constant checking of weather and road closure maps. Things looked not too bad, and a call to Luke’s sis and bro-in-law confirmed that things were messy, but not a show stopper. With that news, it was on!

First Beers of the Trip

Thursday afternoon after work, we headed straight to Trent’s house, and loaded the Rav4 with all our gear, and four bikes on the hitch-mount rack. Luke was to join us in Vermont later, so was driving separately. We had a relatively uneventful trip down, except for when TomTom chirped “Turn Right” almost immediately after crossing the border into the US, taking us directly into a trailer park.  Really TomTom? Some kind of twisted initiation joke? However, once TomTom got straightened out, we made our way to our home base for the weekend; Sterling Ridge Resort. Oh, and I forgot to mention a quick stop at a gas station to pick up our first beer of the trip; a Samuel Adams mixer pack, and some Blue Moon Belgian White to enjoy upon reaching our cabin. No, they aren’t Vermont beers, but it was late, and we took what we could get :)

Friday dawned hot, and the daylight provided our first real look at the mountains. Beautiful, but a bit scary! The plan for the day was to ride Smuggler’s Notch, then hike up Mount Mansfield. It would be the first real test of the legs, and also the first real climbs ever for our group of Lanark County flat-landers. First on tap was ‘just a little climb’ up Smuggler’s Notch from Jeffersonville. We drove the Rav4 down to the parking lot at the end of the gravel road to the resort, and then rode down to Jeffersonville just to say we did the entire climb.  We started easy, with much nervous chatter coming from Matt and I (according to Trent at least). The climb was pretty easy to start, but right away we knew it would be unlike any climb we had done before. It. Just. Kept. Going. Up. The first 8km of the climb average 4%–by itself a decent climb for those that don’t live in the mountains! From there, the remaining 5km averages 5%, with the top portion of the climb reaching 13%.  By the last part of the climb, there was little nervous chatter; just deep breathing and lots of sweat. I made it up with some work, but not a full-on redline effort, and felt fantastic at the top. Mountain #1 down! One for the books!

The descent down the other side was insane! Easily the craziest thing I’ve done, with one switchback near the top being so tight and sharp that I didn’t think I could possibly make it! I know one thing for sure though–I need more practice descending!  Part-way down, Shawn (who was in front of me) pulled over. We all stopped, and it turns out he had a major ‘burr’ on his big ring, and the chain was getting caught on it causing some funny business–not good on that kind of descent! We finished the descent down to Stowe, and stopped at a bike/ski rental shop to borrow a file and get it cleaned up. Luckily it caused no more problems for the rest of the trip. After a short break, we turned back to face the steep, twisty ascent of Smuggler’s Notch from the Stowe side, despite Luke’s sister telling us not to because it was just too steep to be fun!

The climb up Smuggler’s Notch from Stowe was tough, with a total distance of 8.8km, and average grade of 6%. The nasty part is the end though, which goes up to 13%, then 19%, then down to 15 or 16% to give you a break! ha! At this point, my legs were sore but relatively fresh, so I was able to fight my way up. Ouch! This climb is, by far, the hardest climb I’ve done anywhere. And I loved it!

Yes, the hills are steep. The signs don't lie!

We regrouped at the top, then flew down the other side back to the car. Top speeds were 80+km/hr for some of the guys, but my tentative descending saw only a 74km/hr max speed. With a couple more goes, I think I could gain enough confidence to really fly too :) If only I had a climb/descent like that close to home to practice on!

Back at the lodge, we rested and fueled ourselves for our afternoon ascent of Mount Mansfield…on foot. That’ll be coming up in Part II – stay tuned!

Smuggler's Notch Profile

So… just what appeals to my cycling-exhausted brain during a week of recovery? The first piece was this video that Rick forwarded. It got me out of the ‘fixed on cycling’ mindset, and reminded me how much I love winter and the joys of having distinct seasons. Now, instead of being saddened by the increasing darkness, I can celebrate the approach of this:

Beautiful! As a sidenote: Rick, I think I need some more skate-ski lessons ;)

The second piece of motivation was this article that popped up in my feed reader. It was very timely, and worth a read. The beauty of this article is it applies to many areas of life; you probably have something of your own that this speaks to.

The third inspirational tidbit came from none other than Danny MacAskill. This man defies all description, and you need to watch this video even if you don’t like bikes. For me, a switch from road riding and a reminder of just how fun/beautiful riding a bike can be is just what I needed!

On Monday, I received an email asking if I could redo my VO₂Max test on Tuesday. I immediately confirmed that I could take the afternoon off work, and agreed to be ready for the test at 1:30. Similar to last time (see my posts about the initial test here and here) I headed off to the Thermal Ergonomics Lab at uOttawa. After the last test on a recumbent bike, I was hoping to re-do the test on an upright bike, and with a bit more fitness.  Apparently, test results tend to be ~5% higher on the upright bike.

The test went the same as last time, starting at 100watts, and increasing 20 watts every minute until failure. I was feeling quite strong, and motivated to push through the 400 watt barrier that was my limit last time. When I hit 380watts  (my failure point previously)  I was in a significant amount of pain, but able to continue. 400? Same thing. 420? Whoa.. this is getting hard folks! As soon as the power bumped up to 440, I was done. I made it maybe 15 seconds before collapsing in a sweaty mess. I was pretty happy with this, going from 380 to 420 as a max over the last test.

After a cooldown and some water, I had a look at the results. My max VO₂ L/Min was 4.559, which works out to: 67.2 mL/kg/min. Wait. What? Last time, I came in at 71.7! Well, apparently there were some ‘anomalies’ which may be a result of calibration errors in my last test. Weird, and a bit disappointing. However, these values look a bit more ‘likely’ and are still pretty good! I had hoped to better the previous results, but I guess I can’t complain too much with the new values either!

Some of the numbers:

• max VO₂ L/Min: 4.559, which works out to: 67.2 mL/kg/min
• max wattage (at failure point): 440w
• max volume of CO₂: 4.873 L/min
• max breaths per minute: 63
• max heart rate: 193 bpm

Looking at these numbers, it appears that my lactate threshold is around the 340 or 360 watt mark, which corresponds with a heart rate of about 172-179. Very interesting; it’s quite similar to the last test, and also very similar to my average heart rate in a Time Trial situation (which seems to be very steady at 178, 178, & 179 for the last three TTs I have done.) This makes me quite happy, as it means I’m not slacking off as much as I thought I was in the TTs–I’m holding my average HR right at the upper limit of my lactate threshold. It would be nice to be able to do it a bit ‘steadier’ instead of overshooting and then recovering, so perhaps I should pay more attention to my HR as I’m racing. Food for thought for next time!

That’s all for now! I may play with some graphs and numbers a bit further. If I do, it’ll be a separate post!

Last Sunday, I once again attempted the 40km TT in Calabogie, and once again, I came up short. And this time, instead of coming closer to my goal, I moved the wrong way–finishing the rolling 40kms in 60:47, 25 seconds slower than my last attempt. I won’t sugar coat it, and won’t give any excuses; I just couldn’t do it. On the 21km ‘out’ leg, I had no ‘go.’ It felt like I was crawling, and my head was not in the game.

The 19km ‘return’ leg went better, and for the first time I actually felt like I did well on the return. I’ll take this as a positive thing, and just hope to combine a great ‘out’ with a great ‘return’ leg one day. My average speed on the way out was 39.52 for the 21km trip, while the return trip was 41.64.

HR/Speed/Elevation (click to embiggen)

With 32 riders out in a much more competitive than usual field, I didn’t pass a single rider (my minute man ended up well under the hour mark) until 2 km to go–about the same time that I was passed by Aaron Fillion and then Warren MacDonald. Now, getting passed by these two is not such a surprising event (it sure isn’t the first time they’ve gone by me…) but considering that Aaron started nine (9? NINE!) minutes behind me, it was a bit demoralizing! Kudos to Aaron though for shattering (his own) course record by almost a minute, finishing in 50:23 (that’s 47.63 km/hr for those keeping track.)

Unfortunately, like last year, I won’t be able to test my legs on the Calabogie course again this season, as I plan to be in Montreal for the bike show and Grand Prix Cycliste de Montréal on the day of the final TT.

I left the TT on Sunday feeling totally demoralized and both physically and mentally beat. I rode on Monday night with the crew, but (and I’m not joking…) haven’t touched my bike since. I’ll be back at it tomorrow with the Monday night crew, and we’ll see how the legs feel from there. If all goes well, I may just decide to try out the Ontario Provincial TT Championships on Sunday. Why not? If that doesn’t feel right, then the OBC TTs may be on tap, as a pan flat course may be what I need for a bit of a mental boost ;) We’ll see!

The weekend was spent in a kind of lazy/relaxing/decadent/indulgent bliss. Local peaches, cherries, blueberries, corn-on-the-cob, tomatoes, basil… gorging on the pleasures of the season, and indulging in some extras as well (baked brie with basil and sun dried tomatoes, Kawartha Dairy Ice Cream, some Ontario Craft brew…) As I type, I’m enjoying a tomato/cucumber/basil/bocconcini/olive oil/balsamic salad with black pepper. It’ll be followed by some mustard-crusted pork tenderloin, and perhaps another of those Ontario Craft Brews (perhaps a Lug Tread, since it’s my current favourite, but there are a couple other new ones in the fridge to try too…)

My question for the day: What do you do when you feel totally burnt out? Ever put the bike away for a full week? Mistake or good idea?