March 2 El Retiro to La Pintada
We packed up and left El Retiro at 7 am. We all were in matching bright yello jerseys which helped keep us safe.
Diego, convincing me he can fit the luggage of 12 riders and still have room for 4 passengers
We just had to deal with people calling us 'pollitos' (little chickens). In addition to the climbs, we also descended 12,800 feet.
The climbs reallly took it out of me, trying ot keep up with the pack. I managed, but barely. The descents were the hardest part as I was on a bike with rim brakes and my hands and forearms were burning from the strain.I could swear smoke was coming off my brake pads and I feared a blow out. Some of the descents exceeded 25% and it felt like the slightest bump would launch me over the bars.
I also found myself behind huge trucks. When they flashed their blinkers indicating I could pass, I'd take a deep breath, pedal hard and give it my best. Nothing like going around a semi on a semi blind curve.
The Cauca River: Almost at our stopping point |
Jose and Mike capturing the view |
We arrived at our hotel and stopped for a group picture
Left to right: Me, Diego,Rafa, Flecha, Claudia, Juan Jose, Jose Jairo,Raul, Orlando, Mike. ManoloWe arrived before our rooms were ready, so we found ourselves resting in the lobby. Someone suggested we should get our jerseys cleaned so that we could wear them the following day. Since each jersey was imprinted with the rider's name, they could all be washed together. A minute later, we were all bare chested (except for Claudia who borrowed a t-shirt from her husband Alberto (aka Flecha)). The hotel staff seemed a bit surprised, but promptly hustled away with our jerseys.
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