The ride was supposed to be easy — at least according to the map/elevation profile provided by mapmyride.com. Nothing could have been farther from reality. Seth, Kara and I rode from Pine Junction, CO to Deckers, CO, yesterday (07/20/2008).
The first part of the ride, from Pine Junction to Deckers, was moderate. It was cool — we started around 8:00AM — and the route was very beautiful. The road parallels a creek and so the greenery was most pleasant to the eyes.
It was during the return trip that things became difficult. There’s a four mile long climb, at 8% grade, out of Deckers. By the time we left Deckers, it was already quite hot (10:00AM). I suffered on this climb badly. What was worse was that I was running short of water.We had hoped to refill at Pine.That didn’t happen. There were no general stores or gas stations in Pine to refill. So, when we started climbing out of Pine, I was left with just half a bottle of water. The climb was 7 miles long.Two miles into the climb, it was over. And things began to worsen.
To make it short, I began measuring the progress first in terms of half miles and then down to one-tenth of a mile. There was no power/energy left in me. I stopped every half mile, sometimes even before that. Also, I was getting cramps — on both legs. As it progressed, clipping out became an exercise in itself, because of the cramps.Finally, about three quarters of a mile from Pine Junction, I stopped. Unable to move any further. I could not stand straight because both my legs were cramped. So I leant on to the bike to support. I stayed like that for what seemed to be an eternity.
Then I heard a voice behind me: “Are you alright? Do you need anything?” I turned around and found my angel. It was a kayaker, possibly headed out for her day in the water. I said “Do you have some water?” She said, “yes, of course.” She could not have stopped or turned the car around at that point. So she drove down further and came back a minute later.She came up to me and asked what was happening. I explained the situation. She went back to the car and came out with several bottles of gatorade and water. I gladly accepted a bottle of water from her. It was surreal.
I didn’t ask her name; neither did I tell her mine. It doesn’t matter. I know that her kindness will forever be etched in my mind. Thank you, my angel.
I finished the ride a few minutes later. While clipping out, the cramps finally completely overpowered me and I collapsed. Kara came over and helped me to get up. Seth had by then brought back more water and gatorade. Anyway, in a few minutes time, I felt better. Seth also offered to drive, which was very kind of him. Thank you Seth and Kara.
In the end, everything was fine. I was safe. Only due to the kindness of the unknown angel and my friends Seth and Kara.