After a day in the car it was time to hit the ground and ride. And it wasn’t good.
I was excited to meet my 4th cousin, by marriage, Nick Schotamus. Oooh, he is younger than I thought.
The only chance I had was Nick only had his single speed bike. Didn’t matter.
My Garmin was like me – broke for the day. It recorded the first 10-15 miles then quit. When it finally came back the first segment was gone.
This was Kansas – near Kansas City. The route had some incredible rollers. The terrain reminded me of Pittsburgh although in a suburban and country environment. We would hit these steep climbs then have steep descents. It was anything but flat.
|Karen Schotamus, Barry Sherry, Nick Schotamus|
At the end my legs felt like Jell-O, something I never felt after a week of riding in the Rockies. But more importantly I got to meet my cousins. This was a special day even if I sucked.
Nick’s Strava: http://www.strava.com/activities/60932846
My partial recording