This weekend I cycled and I hiked. The bike ride was up to the Combe Blanche, and the hike was from Vallorbe to Croy-Romainmôtier.
The Col de la Combe Climb For the bike ride we rode from Nyon heading towards Crans before heading up to La Rippe, and from La Rippe we went along for a bit before heading up the Col De La Combe Blanche. it’s a 13 kilometre climb with around 1300m of climbing.
Months ago I was hiking every weekend. Months ago I was living a life of hikes. I was hiking 21-23km per day and climbing 1200 meters per hike. Then I decided to try cycling groups, and since then I haven’t looked back. I really enjoy going for bike rides with groups. I like feeling safer than on a solo ride and I like chatting with people.
Before I met this group I saw the Moléson Via Ferrata Illuminée advertised and I organised the event in good optics.
A few days ago I was sitting at a desk when I noticed unusual shadows on the tiles outside. I went to see what was causing them. When I looked up I saw hundreds of storks flying in circles above my home. They were heading towards Geneva. I considered getting on the bike and trying to follow them, to see if they would land. I didn’t.
Yesterday I finally had the discipline to take things to be recycled and on the way back I looked to my right, at a field, and I spotted storks again.
Last night a bike ride was cancelled for this morning due to the risk of rain. As a result I got to sleep in rather than get up to ride at dawn. In the process I got to rest. It also confirms that the seasons are changing.
It’s because seasons change in Switzerland that I am still torn about whether to do the Via Ferrata (VF) Illuminée on Saturday or not.
When you drive to a place you don’t have a place for it. That’s why it’s good to use sites to find recommendations. Usually I like to explore routing opportunities with Komoot, to look at routes, what they offer as sites and sounds, and how long the route is.
Last night and this morning I let another site decide. I told Strava that I was going to start from one point, and I looked at what it recommended.
I love to hike fast. I also love to walk fast. When I am hiking I love to hike my own hike, and then wait for people at regular intervals, so that they may catch up, rest a little, and then continue.
When cycling with some groups I will be left alone during the climb, and I will arrive at the top last. I have no concerns about making it up.
On Friday I cycled in to Geneva to drop off my bike for a quick check after I noticed that when I shifted gears in one direction it seemed to block. I could have hung around for three or four hours waiting for the bike to be ready but chose to leave it overnight, to be picked up at the same time as the group ride.
Walking with cycling clothes is not comfortable, especially over two kilometres.
When I ride with some groups I have to ride hard. I have to keep the wheel and stay with the group because if I get dropped then I need to work hard to get back onto their wheels. In contrast when I ride with other groups, as a result of having to ride hard sometimes, I end up faster.
Too Fast Today at least one person objected to me being faster, and thought that I should be riding with another group.
In the last two days I have had dangerous situations in Geneva and Nyon when pedestrians, or cars, have failed to pay attention to the fact that they were crossing a cycling lane where cyclists have priority. The result is that in two cases I had to take emergency evasive action to avoid a collision.
For a long time I always unclipped when I thought people might cut me off. Recently I haven’t.
Yesterday as I cycled from Nyon to Geneva I felt my mouth become dry so I drank, felt it get dry again, and drank again. The wind that is usually cooling, or cold was warm. I was having a hair dryer ride. This is a term I use when the air is so warm that it offers no cooling effect.
We Ride at Dawn One solution to avoid such a ride is simply to ride at sunrise like I did with Tête de Course.