We took our bikes to Mui Ne for a 6 day vacation. Gjermund was quite sick with food poisoning...it took him 3 days to recover and I am not completely convinced he's even recovered now!
Sunday I typically ride long. So, arriving on a Saturday kept me on schedule! I planned out a great ride, riding north along the coast turning around then a few laps of the upper road.
My bottom bracket was a bit noisy a few weeks ago. I INTENDED to get it pulled apart, cleaned, greased, and ready to go.... but I didn't. I had a LOT of work, house work, kids, blah, blah, blah... Also, the noise seems to have disappeared. Or....maybe because where I ride I simply can't hear it?
I head out.... and within the first hill, click, click.... not good. I take it easy on the hills knowing I need to get this fixed... but there goes 5 good days of riding....
I was on my way back from the turn around point and the noise in my bottom bracket was horrible.... to a cyclist who knows her vehicle... it was heart breaking! My bike was sick... I was really upset, only 40km logged and thought, it is a week of rest.
I was wearing my full ANZA kit... then someone going in the opposite direction passed, we did the obligatory, "hey, I am a cyclist, you are to so we shoudl say hi" wave... I saw he turned around. I was NOT in the mood for company.... or gettin my ass kicked. (actually, I thought it was a girl)... then HE said, "I never thought I'd see an ANZA rider out here".. Oh, hey... dude was really nice. He's a South African guy living in Hong Kong on vacation with his family here. As it turned out, he'd done the Tour AND Bintan. WE had a nice chat. He was recovering from a hamstring injury so kept him to my pace.
I manage to get in nearly 110km with 1000m of climbing.
Recovering with a coconut, fresh vegetable rolls and a swim in the ocean.... They are just base miles, right?
Sunday I typically ride long. So, arriving on a Saturday kept me on schedule! I planned out a great ride, riding north along the coast turning around then a few laps of the upper road.
My bottom bracket was a bit noisy a few weeks ago. I INTENDED to get it pulled apart, cleaned, greased, and ready to go.... but I didn't. I had a LOT of work, house work, kids, blah, blah, blah... Also, the noise seems to have disappeared. Or....maybe because where I ride I simply can't hear it?
I head out.... and within the first hill, click, click.... not good. I take it easy on the hills knowing I need to get this fixed... but there goes 5 good days of riding....
I was on my way back from the turn around point and the noise in my bottom bracket was horrible.... to a cyclist who knows her vehicle... it was heart breaking! My bike was sick... I was really upset, only 40km logged and thought, it is a week of rest.
I was wearing my full ANZA kit... then someone going in the opposite direction passed, we did the obligatory, "hey, I am a cyclist, you are to so we shoudl say hi" wave... I saw he turned around. I was NOT in the mood for company.... or gettin my ass kicked. (actually, I thought it was a girl)... then HE said, "I never thought I'd see an ANZA rider out here".. Oh, hey... dude was really nice. He's a South African guy living in Hong Kong on vacation with his family here. As it turned out, he'd done the Tour AND Bintan. WE had a nice chat. He was recovering from a hamstring injury so kept him to my pace.
I manage to get in nearly 110km with 1000m of climbing.
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