My knee has been officially jacked up for 3 weeks. It started right after our trip to KS to be in Tanner and Mina's wedding. Patterson also delivered me my new bike, a carbon Cannondale Scalpel 29er, so I am hypothesizing that my knee issues arise from riding a ill fit bike, standing around in dress shoes, doing the stanky leg at the reception, and then kneeling for like a hour while I talked to people that were sitting at their table at the reception.
The swelling has gone down, but there is still so much fluid in the joint that its painful to bend my knee past 95 degrees. I had a MRI a week ago, but no one from the doctors office or the hospital has called me. The sucking sound from this healthcare provider is starting to become audible.If rafal brought me a bunch of his cherry infused moonshine I might just aspirate it myself.
So today I said screw it, and rode my new bike anyway. Now for some cold therapy. It was so worth it.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
I am just now recovered enough to think about the 3 days that I spent with the thirty-some intrepid souls that traveled up the north shore of Lake Superior for just under 300 miles of gravel and Forest service roads. This was something that I have wanted to do for several years, but lived too far from national forest to really be able to pull it off. First, I put on these events because I get joy from seeing others challenged and having fun. I try to put together events that I would want to do. I also put a lot of stock in making it feasible for people to do. If you are not into bikepacking the concept of riding point to point is really foreign, but this type of venue lets participants get to know each other and hopefully create some lasting friendships.
|Laying down the rules of the gravel road. Photo cred: deathrider|
|Lisa Keeps all the boys in line|
|It was about 50 degrees and rainy, and while everyone else was donning jackets, Eddie just pulled on his snowmobile gloves|
|Ted Loosen choking down what could be the worlds worst breakfast sandwich|
|The Ely police setup across the street from our bike house. Lots of shady Characters|
|Tara, our other lady, was all smiles even when things were awry|
|Lisa mocks the driving rain|
|The big pot of boiling water for hot chocolate at a the aid station was a huge hit|
|Frank Lundeen rides like Landgraf|
|Two very different people with a common interest, adventure.|
|Novak: Unhurried and In control|
|Drew drove the pace all weekend long and took the GC. His worst stage finish was 2nd (due to my crappy directions)|
I could go on, but I was really blown away by how positive everyone was.
Drew posted his experience here, and Josh Peterson talks about his shenanigans. Charly Tri will probably post something soon too (about moose, tetherball, and axe body spray).
I will post a final review on the GC site this weekend. I am currently off the bike indefinitely until I get my knee issue resolved. I had a MRI on Monday but the Doc still has not gotten back in touch with me.