BOBBY AND THANE TACKLE THE TRANSAM Day 27 Eminence to Houston

Day Twenty Seven Thane’s Blog: gifts from the mountian

Monday May 27, 2013, 43 miles (69 km) – Total so far: 1,430 miles (2,301 km)

Cycling through the state of Missouri is a constant state of mind. Friends and fellow cyclist have said that the Ozark Mountains are brutal. Days of cycling that never, ever flatten out. Until we actually began to ride these roads I had my doubt. Like the proverbial fishing story that keeps growing as it is passed down from one person to another.

After pedaling through this state for five days I must confess that the stories of climb after climb and “hill” after hill are all absolutely true.

After today’s mileage I began to see the constant climbs at 4-6 mph and the subsequent descent as just different variations of beautiful punishment. I have posted a few photos showing the constant undulating roads that make up this state. Upon climbing, a cyclist can often see as many as 5 more “hills’ in the distance. It’s a fact of cycling life.

The climbs often force you into the “concentration zone” as I have started calling it. You breath, you pedal, you occasionally look for a gear that simply does not exist on your cassette. During the steepest and longest of these beasts you find things in your head that allow you to override the pain and simply find the zone.

I am truly glad that I have come to embrace these zones. And I feel true sorrow for any cyclist who sees the next mountain or next set of climbs and drops an f-bomb at the world. Today, at the summit of the steepest and longest climb of the day we were graced with an incredible show.

Three very large birds. Maybe some type of hawks or species of raven were gliding on the winds of the valley we had just climbed out of. With unmatched grace they moved on unseen currents of wind. Scanning the floor over a mile below. Unaffected by myself, or my friends or my camera.

As I watched them my soul soared right along with them. As the sweat poured from my face fogging up my glasses and the back side of my camera I just watched in absolute amazement. My will to climb this mountain on a bicycle had gifted me with this moment and I will forever hold it in my heart of hearts.

Tomorrows forecast calls for a 30% chance of rain. It’s been a couple days since we cycled in the rain so maybe we are about due. Our plan is to cycle around 65 miles. Our plan is also to sleep in the state of Kansas either Thursday or Friday. I do know for a fact that the state of Kansas holds no mountian ranges. Miles and miles of nearly flat roads pounded by heat and wind. I am not at all sure how i feel about leaving the beauty of these climbs and these mountians.

lets all play nice

lets all play nice

the cycling dudes at play

the cycling dudes at play

the incredible view from the top

the incredible view from the top

another moment i will never forget

another moment i will never forget

my soul soared as i watched this show unfold

my soul soared as i watched this show unfold

bob and rough stuff keep on rolling

bob and rough stuff keep on rolling

it is memorial day. god bless us all

it is memorial day. god bless us all

bobby to the rescue

bobby to the rescue

be sure to check out sights like this along the way

be sure to check out sights like this along the way

 

Day Twenty Seven Bobby’s Blog: Enough already!!!!!!!!

Monday May 27, 2013, 43 miles (69 km) – Total so far: 1,430 miles (2,301 km)

Got up at 5am packed the bike and headed over to the convenience store for chocolate milk,pop tarts and second hand smoke. Man I can’t wait to leave the smoke filled rooms of the last three and a half states we have been through.The mornings ride consisted of a series of hills one after the other (so what else is new) till we got to Alley Springs. There we took a much needed break and waked around the spring. What a beautiful place. I can still picture that crystal clear water bubbling up from below at 81 million gallons per day.

We left there and was greeted with the longest climb of the day and then it got a whole lot nicer. We pedaled on in to Houston for the night.