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The Law said:
Not seeing any discussion of the most important part. What are people bringing to eat?
Plymmer will bring three cliff bars - and I may offer him an extra wafer thin mint regardless of TahoeBC's warning.
I plan to bring beer and various items (chips?) for afterwards, though our ride may run a little late...
 

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More pictures...

We started right at 9:30am:



Fun on Jackson....

TheLaw waits for the spins to stop while bailout takes a sensible approach:



Dan51 d-bug



Slight overcast and bailout:



Moto'n'PushBiker and half_man_half_scab:



TheLaw on Kelly Cabin Canyon Trail:



I like the praying mantis pic, Dan!

///Charlie

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It was a good ride! But I'm hurting pretty badly today. At least I'm hurting more than the ride stats warrant (I took a bailout route after cross canyon).:

Time: 04:56:48
Distance: 19.54 mi
Elevation Gain: 3,635 ft
 

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Skyline35 said:
We started right at 9:30am:
We were thinking about you at about this time - I think we were climbing Poverty Flat about then, perhaps a bit beyond.

This photo is aweome...
Skyline35 said:
... because we've all been there!

We didn't complete the "A+" ride as planned, only managing 80 miles/15,000' ;) We were hoping we'd get back to Hunting Hollow in time to party with you guys but unfortunately we missed you.

Really nice day in Coe (from three riders that saw the whole day there :)
 

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COEre 100

http://www.mtbguru.com/trip/show/15639-hard-coere-100-10-16-10

Stats above.

So, there I was at a hot trail work day using a mccloud on a hot day hitting concrete-like soil. After a while, Dirk shows up and tells Paul and I about a 100 mile day he has planned for a Coe ride. We've done the solstice ride 10K's and I, among others have done our own 10K rides, but Dirk wants to top them all. One hundred miles in Henry Coe Park and 20,000 feet of climbing. The closest I came to that (and not that close at all) was a 60 mile ride that netted 10,000 feet elevation gained. I was vehemently against it. Paul and Patrick were interested. I even remember saying to Dirk, "You bastard", knowing I had a good chance of being sucked into this ride as if a tractor beam of temptation might overtake me. I was given a map and a distance/elevation profile sheet with names of trails giving me a clear idea of the route and pain involved by Dirk, head punisher.

When I got home, I pieced together what I thought the route was and sent it to Dirk for verification, slowly being pulled into this. Dirk emailed back, making corrections of the route and giving me an exact route that he had planned. Against my better judgment, I was thinking about really doing this. Why I felt I'd be able to really is a mystery. I failed miserably doing the solstice ride and hadn't really done a 10K in over a couple of months. A pretty disappointing summer for riding this year. Then again, it was a way to show that, maybe I really could ride outrageous rides, this being the king of ridiculousness in the long ride category.

I told Dirk that he should send a copy of the route to Patrick and Paul who expressed interest. Dirk decided that the window was closing on our chances for getting this ride in considering the sun going down sooner and sooner with the approach of winter. He decided that a date of October 16th, 2010 would be our last chance. It was a good call. Paul emailed back saying that he had a wedding to go to in some small town in Greystoke in the Sierras. Patrick was in from the beginning and I told Dirk that I was hedging. By Monday I decided that I was in also. It was Dirk, Patrick and I.

I had to get some quick training in. Monday, I rode to Stevens Canyon Road, Table Mountain, Skyline, Grizzly Flat Trail, Stevens Canyon Trail, Indian Creek Trail, Montebello Road and back to my house. About a 45 miler with Indian Creek Trail giving me a bit of sustained climbing. Tuesday was more of that and I went out to Chesbro Reservoir to swim across. As I was getting close to the far side, I saw a large bird with a while head landing in a tree. I waited a short time to watch the bird fly off. And as the bird flew away, I saw that it was a bald eagle. Pretty amazing and really big! Wednesday, another ride in Wilder Ranch Park, Santa Cruz (I had taken my bike in to get the weeping fork checked out) and a swim in Lexington Reservoir and Thursday was a 4 mile run at Almaden Quicksilver Park, a swim in Guadalupe Reservoir and swimming in Chesbro Reservoir and a swim in the pool at Fremont High School. An intense and non-stop work-out of 23 minutes. Friday I swam the Lexington Dam trail and another swim in Lexington. I ate a large breakfast at the Southern Kitchen in Los Gatos. That would be their "Breakfast of Champions" named after the largeness of the plate (three sausages, two pancakes, grits, two eggs, toast, and bacon. I really wanted to eat a lot for the ride.

Dirk set the meeting time at Hunting Hollow Parking Lot at 1:30 AM. After the run/swim on Friday, I got together food, bike and everything I would need. I received the Magic Shine light on Thursday that I had ordered Monday. I worked out the helmet mounting with suggestions from Charlie and everything seemed to be set. At 5:30pm I tried to get some sleep. At 8pm I "woke up" not really sleeping that much. I prepared dinner and was back trying to get some sleep until 11:45pm. I was up and got ready, not eating since I had already eaten not that long ago. Besides, I had 3 salami and cheese sandwiches, two wraps, sesame sticks, and dried pineapple and dried mango to eat on out 17 hour journey. I had plenty of food.

I drove to Coe in the darkness of the night, noting the moon setting as I pulled off of the freeway. It felt very odd to be driving to Coe at this time. Almost criminal. Nobody around really. As I was driving up Roop Road I saw another car ahead. It was Patrick. These guys are money. Their assurances of showing was never in doubt. I went by the radio box and picked up a radio as we might need in on our long journey in case of emergency and since I was a volunteer, it was a patrol of sorts.

I get to the parking lot and there is Patrick unloading his bike and getting ready. I greet him and start the task of sorting things out. I brought a camping light to affix to my forehead to make things easier in the darkness of the night. Dirk pulls up a little after 1:30 AM and greets us. Soon we are ready and Dirk sets camera to timer setting to get a picture. Then we are off. I feel cleaning is not the main worry of the day but still manage to clean Lyman-Willson Trail. I wasn't quite sure of the route and am relieved that we are taking Bowl Trail and going up Steer Ridge Road rather than going straight up Lyman-Willson to Steer Ridge Road. I figure the less abrupt climbs the more chance I have of lasting 100 miles. I had been going through each section of the route in my mind, considering what condition I might be in and how possible it would be for me to finish. We get up to Steer Ridge Road and climb it, not cleaning it, not caring. Loose dirt and lack of seeing the correct line in the dark makes it difficult. Soon we are at the beginning of Spike Jones Trail. The Magic Shine really paid off! No problem going top speed with this kind of light. And what fun it was! We turned off at Timm Trail and headed down. I did some of the roll over jumps but mainly avoided them. We also avoided the Final Exit. Too risky in the dark. Down, down to Coit Road. All of that, 10 miles and 5K and we are only here.

Up Coit Road and up Anza Trail. I manage to clean it but Dirk has problems on the 1st switchback (as I have had numerous times). Still, cleaning is not the game today. Finishing is. Back to Coit Road again. Then up Coit Spring Trail. A moderate climb and I seemed to be feeling it already. I was being outpaced unfortunately. Most of the day from this point on I was behind and Patrick and Dirk ahead, chatting various subject. I suppose the main thing is to go your pace and just get there. I was satisfied with just that. We got up the steep hill on Cross Canyon at Blue Tank, walking it, then putting cleats on pedals and riding what we could. Climbing is tougher at night and I was not going to let myself be disappointed.

At the top it was a downhill joyride down Cross-Canyon Trail. The light working fine. Then my helmet hits a branch and the wire pulls out from the light! Yikes! Instant darkness. I manage to stop quickly without any harm. Luckily I mounted my mini-newt to my handlebars and manage to get enough light to finish the downhill. At the bottom I figure out what happened and hook the wire back up. I thought I might have broke something at first but all is well. The stream portion of Cross-Canyon Trail is pretty tough at night. Some slippages but we all managed to muddle through. At the hill climb we all gave it a go to ride up the first climb out but let it go and walked our bikes. From there we rode to Willow Ridge Road. I was the permanent lagger at this point which continued for the rest of the day.

Short break at Willow Ridge Road, then down, then up to Hoover Lake Trail. We got to check out the trail work of a week before in the dark. It is getting there, but the switchbacks up top need some more work, too loose and narrow to get a bike around. It is coming along though. Willow Ridge Road again and rolling along to Willow Ridge Trail. Another downhill single-track in the dark. More fun for Patrick and I but Dirk's light failed him. He was forced to use a puny light and ride super slow. Patrick and I waited at the bottom contemplating the Mahoney Wall and Lost Spring Trail. Dirk arrived safely and by that time it was starting to get light. We rode along and made our way to Los Cruzeros. Then the wall. We did all make a valiant attempt to clean it but the dirt was too loose since the dreaded grading took place. From there it was Lost Spring Trail. Dabbing was the order for me as this trail got the better of me. So much so that a few expletives escaped my lips. Perhaps necessary on a long and tortuous journey. Anyway, I managed to meet up with Dirk and Patrick and from there China Hole Trail, but with light as dawn had broke. We did manage to admire the clouds and color of the sunrise before we were off again.

China Hole. No water. No rock skipping. Just rest. We were trying to keep the breaks short. So we ascended China Hole Trail and up to Manzanita Point and another rest. Patrick & Dirk chatted with the older fella who's purpose in life is to manicure China Hole Trail. Good job. Coe is a loose collection of volunteers who normally get a chance to do what they like within reason. We are all happy for his efforts as the trail is really quite clean of brush and very ride-able. From there it was the grind up to the headquarters.

We took a much-too-long-but-good break. Dirk bought us hot drinks, I had hot chocolate, and we managed to take advantage of a real bathroom to get our bodies on a somewhat reasonable schedule. Maintenance Ranger Eric Griggs was there and did a double take knowing we couldn't have possibly got to headquarters within a reasonable starting time. I told him about our epic or beyond epic ride and that we started at 2am as he checked out our lighting gear. Eric is a great guy and great conversationalist. Fun to rest and chat with a friend. After food and warm liquid, we had to shove off. Flat Frog Trail to Middle Ridge Trail.

Middle Ridge was no picnic for me today as I flubbed several sections. Not like me, but the deal today was forward movement no matter what. Keep going, no time to fuss, just keep it going. And at the bottom was another break to collect our wits. And, a bit more food. At this point, I had already eaten 2 wraps and started on the dry fruit and sesame sticks. A great combination of sweet and sour. We carried on to Poverty Flat Road.

Loose and steep with thick flour where trail should be. I don't know what can be done about Poverty Flat Road but it needs something. I rather like the steepness but the surface is horrible. Really makes it something to be annoyed with. Perhaps a single track alternative would help. Up top I meet with Dirk and Patrick. Patrick is starting to pull ahead and showing signs of being the star today. Really feeling it. His 10,000,000 mile month of riding earlier this summer has really paid off. My puny summer is showing too. Still, I am determined to stick it out. Down to Shafer Corral Trail and the Narrows Trail to Bear Mountain Road.

Bear Mountain Road is a pleasant enough flat road for a while. A bit technical but still nice. No creek crossings at this time of year so just rocks to deal with. Soon we see the infinite climb of Bear Mountain. This sight never fails to impress me. And Patrick now sees it for the first time. I tell him that, "sometimes you think things really aren't as bad as they look, but Bear Mountain is worse." We all walked the first section since it was so steep. I think also, the rain has made it a bit worse this year. I also think that walking up certain steep hills really saved me. I can clean on shorter rides. Along the way, Patrick suspects a flat. We stop and Patrick contemplates the situation. I tell him that he should change the tube. You don't want a slow leak dragging you down all day. He does and we continue on to the top of Bear Mountain. Up top we see the geographic badge at the top and slightly off trail. Then down County Line Road for a much needed downhill.

We turn on Mississippi Lake Trail that is a fun single-track and skirts the lake. Up to Willow Ridge Road again and a stop off for water. Dirk is out and I discover I am close to out. Patrick says he's good until Pacheco Camp. Good, filtered Mississippi Lake water. It is so hot that pouring water on my head from my water bottle feels extremely good. I'm glad I brought it. The rollers start easy at first on Willow Ridge Road then soon caterwaul into a screaming agony. And they never seem to end in intensity. Finally, we come to Rat Spring Trail, another extremely welcome downhill. Fun too. I remember cleaning this a few years ago. Also, I had cleaned the roller coaster section of Willow Ridge Road from Mississippi Lake to Eagle Pines Trail a couple of years ago. Eagle Pines Trail being a bit further up trail than Rat Springs Trail. Those were shorter rides then. We did take a peek at the wrecking ball along the way. None of us finding the need to stop as time really making speed the king.

We get to Pacheco Camp and see Coe volunteer Rob Glover and Greg Lee. They are working on the springs in the park. They ask what we are up to and I say that Dirk put together an astounding proposition of a 100 mile, 20,000 feet ride in the park. The ask about the route and I read off the trails, taking about ten minutes. They are impressed. Not sure but they might have been thinking of calling the dooods in white coats to haul us off to the looney bin. We did manage to escape. It was 3:00pm in the afternoon and we are 3 hours behind schedule with a planned finish at 6:30pm. Going to Dutch's Trail would not be possible. We decide to drop the Dutch's Trail leg of the trip (that would be Coit Road, County Line Road, Dutch's Trail, Yellow Jacket Trail, Tie Down Peak Trail, North Fork Trail, Kaiser-Aetna Road, Burra Burra Trail, Center Flats Road). So we go up Coit Road to Live Oak Spring Trail.

We get to Wagon Road and take a right to Coit Road, then up Crest Road and then a fun descent down Kelly Lake Trail. Many campers there and we cut through them to get to Coit Road. From there we climb up. Along the way I hear what sounds a little like a motorcycle. I am very confused as the acceleration sounds strong and very odd. Soon I find I am riding next to Ranger Eric Griggs. I tell him a bit about our day. Soon he is off. The grind is tough at this point. My legs are really hurting but I do manage to carry on. These long sustained climbs really kill especially at the end of a ride. And this wasn't just any ride.

I get to the top and soon we are off again. This time down Wasno Road. Soon we are flying down Dexter Trail. Man, is that fun. Maybe Patrick is right. Do this, then take Grizzly Gulch Trail to Serpentine Trail then Middle Steer Ridge Trail in the future instead of Tule Pond Trail. Tempting. I see them at the bottom, waiting again. I do appreciate this as I am the one holding them back. I feel bad and somewhat guilty.

Onto Grizzly Gulch Trail which is o.k. I am slower, but I know I must carry on and finish this. It is now 5:30pm and sunset is nearing. We all want to finish in the light. Patrick and Dirk are not at the junction of Grizzly Gulch Trail and Wagon Road. That's o.k. I continue on knowing the route is Wagon Road to Hunting Hollow Road. And I see them there just beyond Vasquez Road on Wagon Road. The downhill is fast and a few drops of rain collect on my skin. Rain. Well, I guess those are rain clouds. I meet with Patrick and Dirk and we continue on figuring we really can't worry about rain.

Down, down on a really fast Wagon Road that seems endless. I see them again and Dirk says there is a small hill up ahead. I've taken this trail and as much as I try to believe Dirk's "small hill" prediction, I know that I will be climbing an agonizing grind. And, I'm right! Road goes down and starts an epic climb. I soldier on, and on, and on. Finally I reach the top and we continue on to the fast downhill leaving the "last" uphill struggle behind. Of course there is another climb. And, I am in the wrong gear. I stop and manually shift to the little guy. I've found the little guys to be my friend all day as I take it easy climbing the sustained climbs I might normally take in the middle ring. I dispense of the last hill and fly down to Hunting Hollow Road and the sign says 3.3 miles to the parking lot. It is a long 3 miles. We are all flying, hoping to get there soon as darkness is approaching. Fun riding and a couple of side single tracks to keep us entertained. It still hurts though. Got to get done.

We all arrive in the parking lot together and see a lot of cars but no one. I recognize Brian (Knobs)'s car and Dirk decides to get some more distance as he is disappointed by his odometer reading of 79.5 miles. Mine reads 78.5. Strange but I think we all did 80 mile. Dirk is soon riding back with Brian and we all get together for a post ride analysis. Chips and beer (for Dirk and Patrick, just chips for me). Quite a feat.

Roy.
 

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Bummed I missed it - not too good on making anything on Saturdays.

Here's what things would have looked like if the HCFC started at 4pm on Sunday instead of 9am on Saturday (and took a different route):

Things not looking so good - rain on the way in - unfortunately, the blue at the top is tint:


Dense fog almost all the way up Lyman Willson - until it started to clear near the top:


Sweet views down on the cloud/fog tendrils:


Pigs at Rodeo Pond:


Looking south:


Sun almost breaking through, top of Tule Pond trail:


Fog on Grizzly Gulch trail a bit before sunset (no nice sunset pics, I was below the clouds/fog on Spike Jones):


Along the top of Steer Ridge in a fine mist - the view with just the handlebar light:


Same spot - the camera flash shows the view when you turned the headlamp on!


Jerusalem cricket at top of Middle Steer Ridge:


Near the bottom of Middle Steer Ridge, finally below the fog tendrils:


The dust was nice and wet, but not consolidated - actually got "muddy" enough to lose some traction on the way up some of the hills (even built up enough on the rear tire to hit the frame - but I don't have much clearance with a 2.55 tire). Descents were somewhat loose as well (but not dusty!). Other notes: dry flattened grass on trail plus water equals not so good traction (luckily I tested it on a less steep section of Tule Pond).

It was entertaining blasting down MSR and then hitting fog and having visibility go from 100 feet to 10 feet in a second or two! Definitely good to know the trail.

Loads of deer, raptors, pigs, a good sized owl (barn owl?), a very small fox (kit fox?), frogs along the Hunting Hollow creek, and quail everywhere!

Route: HH-Lyman Willson-Bowl-Wagon-Wasno-Tule Pond-Grizzly Gulch-Spike Jones-Steer Ridge-Middle Steer Ridge-HH.
 

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the 'A+ ride'

I've put my full recap in the Endurance forum, but here are a few pics. Great adventure!

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One of the nicer aspects of long night rides

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Plymmer needed some dusting after Ratpick was done with him here

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Bear Mountain: the Crusher of souls, the Obliterator of hope

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Delivering on its evil promises

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The joys of Middle Ridge

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A sea of fog rolling into the valley below

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One of the many critters we encountered on our day out

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