As I drove towards Rock Creek I came to the quick realization that I was under prepared. I just used google to get directions to Georgetown and figured once I got there I'd take a look at the map and get exact directions. I didn't once think that there wouldn't be any cell signal in Georgetown. That was the beginning of a bunch of bad planning decisions that I made that day. My printed map was too small to read. So I was left with what was on my phone. However, if for some reason my battery died or I crashed and broke my phone...I'd be ass out. My understanding of how Strava works should have been tested before I left Sacramento. Apparently you can't just bring up a ride and follow it. Doh! Nor does it work to zoom around when there is no cell signal. Either way, after I drove all the way up there I decided to overcome the inside voice that was telling me to just leave. I headed out the direction that I thought I was supposed to be headed, and out into the great unknown. It was an adventure. Not a super productive one, but an adventure.
I’m just a guy in Northern California that loves riding bikes. Most of my time is spent on a mountain bike. I also own a single speed for around town and commuting. Last but not least I own a cross bike. I couldn’t bring myself to buy a road bike just so I could do long road rides that had more climbing than I could handle on the SS. That was my compromise. I’m originally from Pennsylvania and have that blunt east coast attitude. Some people love it, some people hate it. Either way I wake up in the morning.