Just the stats: 76 miles,
14.8 MPH average. Five hours twenty two minutes of riding time. I stopped for a
total of 61 minutes the whole day. It
rained hard in the morning then the clouds cleared. Then, near the end
of the ride - five miles from the finish, the skies opened up with heavy rain,
lightning, thunder and HAIL!!. 42 to 64
degrees. Elevation 2,110 feet.
Calories burned on the ride – 4,326. My average heart rate during this ride was 124 bpm. When the lightning and hail struck all around me and I was pedaling like hell, it must have hit 200+.
Calories burned on the ride – 4,326. My average heart rate during this ride was 124 bpm. When the lightning and hail struck all around me and I was pedaling like hell, it must have hit 200+.
These
last few days we have been either climbing or descending as we traveled through
this mountainous region of France.
The
best way I can help you picture what we have been doing is to ask you to imagine you are
riding a bike from Hagerstown, MD to Deep Creek Lake on old Route 40 - but on
narrow winding roads that are steeper than that. Then, do this for 75 miles, three days in
a row. That will get you close to what
we are doing.
It
was raining hard this morning at 9 am, our normal start time. So we delayed our start. By 9:45 the heavy rain had let up to just steady
rain. We have to ride every day, no
matter what the weather is doing, so off we went.
Some people choose to carry a heavy load. This looks like a good candidate for the "Unburdening Skit" in Emmaus.
During
our roadside lunch picnic, I could see clouds building off in the distance in
the direction we here heading. I wasn’t
too concerned but decided to move on just in case. We had a nice six mile drop into the Plateau
de Valensole, as the name suggests, it’s a relatively flat to rolling section through
the primary lavender growing region of Provence. The air smelled so fresh past these lavender
fields.
After
about sixty miles into the ride, we had our share of climbs as we wound our way
through the almond woods that grow in the area.
(SORRY, NO PICTURES ON THIS PART OF THE RIDE!!)
Of
course, the impending storm spiced things up too! I started to pray - "You and me Lord, we can do this". The clouds began to build; I could hear thunder
in the distance. I prayed for protection. As I traveled on, trying to ride harder in desperation to beat the storm; the
thunder got louder, the lightning was flashing – lighting up the darkened
afternoon sky, and then bam the storm hit – in biblical proportions. I’m talking pouring down rain, lightning
everywhere and hail. Hail yes, stinging,
pelting hail.
Stuck and with nothing else to do, I decided to enjoy the ride. This too was fun.
I told you I was climbing in the late afternoon. Well, “what goes up…………must come down” and riding alone at this point, in this downpour, I was enjoying a thrilling four mile descent towards the village of Moustiers-Saint-Marie our destination for today.
I arrived safely, looking like a drowned rat, but thankful to be alive.
Moustiers-Ste-Marie is a beautiful town built into the rocky hillside. These pictures say more than I could.
| Notice the grapes growing. |