Me: "We're climbing this ride?"
GF: "Yeah, rolling hills."
Me: "Ok, great."
GF: "You sure you can hold that pace?"
Me: "Yeah, I should be ok..."
30 minutes of straight climbing later....
Bastard! :-)
We staged out of the Rose Bowl, rode into the hills, and halfway out, GF blew his tube AND tire. I rode back and picked him up. We went straight to eat lunch with Hightop, who wasn't able to make the ride.
Here's the route:
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