Ted King

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Shades of Gray

With the three days of The Coast Ride now in the rearview, let's summarize it in a really abstract, backwards-to-forwards with a little arbitrarily jumping around, Quentin Tarantino type of way. To begin, here are the 13 hearty souls who survived our front group to the finish line on the final day.IMG_5727"Finish line" is a vague term in this regard, because The Coast Ride is certainly not a race. Therefore the line could be the threshold of your motel room, jumping in the shower to clean off a day's worth of road grime, or curled up into bed like a cocoon getting ready for the next day. I don't know how else to describe this ride than to say it's 300-some-odd people (and growing) setting out on a bike ride from San Francisco to Santa Barbara. Any and all abilities are welcome, but over the three days one must be wary that we're riding rolling hills and considerable climbing accomplished over the 120 miles in each day's to-do list. Weather dependent, fast groups finish in about 6 hours while some people soldier through for upwards of 12+ hours. And hats off to every one of them. Farewell, yee Golden Gate Bridge. We will see you on Tuesday.FullSizeRenderDid I mention weather? Yes, I did. And we had it. Look at this happy crew, for example, who is not just drenched and chilly, but coated with a noteworthy amount of sand gritting in every orifice of one's body, bearing of one's bike, and square inch of one's chamois imaginable.IMG_5676Most of this crew seen above is from inGamba Tours with my dear friend and creator of iGT, Joao Correia to my right lifting his thumb skyward in joyous celebration. He's saying, Stop taking selfies Ted, we made it.Day two started much like day three, which looks something like the picture below. The aforementioned ambiguous finish line is the next day's ambiguous start line. There is no fanfare, there is no pre-race sign in, there is no institutionalized buffet breakfast provided by the folks at Cisco. Instead, it's toying with the hot water from your motel's bathroom coffee maker and an Aeropress, plus a yogurt and granola purchased the evening before. It's freestyling and shooting from the hip and piecing it together on the fly.With the very large asterisk to this adventure in the form of a tall German fellow named Ralf. Ralf lives in the Bay Area and I'm lucky enough to have had him wrench on my bike from time to time. He's the former Jelly Belly mechanic and often does the wrenching for inGamba Tours on their domestic adventures. Not currently in this picture because surely he's doing someone's dirty work right now with an ear to ear smile, if you ever meet Ralf, give him a high five. Indeed, the entire inGamba support was fantastic.IMG_5685And precisely when the clock strikes 7:00am... or 7:15, or 7:12, or 8:02, or 6:59, or really whenever you want to roll out, the start occurs. Pockets filled, fingers crossed that it stops raining, lights flashing since it's literally pre-dawn, the start looks a bit like this.FullSizeRender7The size of one's group -- which I still refer to as a peloton -- ebbs and flows depending on who wants to join the paceline, who's getting dropped, who's getting swallowed up, so that it ranges anywhere from about 50 to 1. Here, for example, we've just engulfed a large group, whereupon we met young Daniel. This 17 year old ripper asked for a selfie, which I'm sure he thought he was going to take, but quick-draw-mcgraw that I am, I beat him to the punch. My goofy grin and scrubby hair can only be on account of being as wet at a jellyfish for the previous 36 hours, coming on the immediate tail end of driving coast to coast. HI DANIEL!FullSizeRender-7Other mid-ride moments look like this...FullSizeRender-8...or this...IMG_5730...or this...IMG_5673...or this (do you know who this is with his sweet new Cycliq Fly12?!)...image5...or this mighty fine picture of Denise refueling on The Coast Ride supporter, UnTapped Maple Waffles...image3...or this...image1Yup, pretty much everything was beautiful. Like, stunningly beautiful. Gorgeous vistas, enormous cliffs dropping down from Highway 1 to the craggy Pacific Ocean, blankets of fog, buckets rain, rolling lush green hills, it was all beautiful. Geeze, even when we had ridden through the breadbasket of America and we're soaked in road poo with driving rain and a heinous headwind and our angst is starting to ping up into the red, a flippin' rainbow would come out and we couldn't help but put on some semblance of a smile.FullSizeRender-9The riding was fantastic, but it's the camaraderie that makes this trip a blast. Of the 300-some-odd starters, I knew probably a dozen. And by the end, I'd exchanged hellos, high fives, hugs, handshakes (weird how they all start with an h-) with dozens. Here's my new buddy Cam with recovery beverage in hand.image6And my new buddy Zeke. Zeke is wicked smah't, which we know because he goes to Middlebury just like I did a long long time ago. He's a medalist at the world championships and once upon a time before he got to Midd we exchanged some emails about what it's like to be a student at a ridiculously rigorous school and maintain life on a bike. I told him the weather was often bad, you need to invest in neoprene to stay warm while riding, but that it's totally doable. And he's crushing it. (The M-C stands for Midd Cycling, duh.)   FullSizeRender-6And best yet is the post-ride recovery food. Carbs and protein and hydration and guacamole, all on one tray.  IMG_5715I can't really say thank you enough to everyone who made this ride happen. Thanks to Scott who started the Coast Ride once upon a time, I'm told maybe even a decade ago, complete with backpacks and no sag vehicles; thanks to Nate for spearheading all our logistics (even though he wasn't "working"), thanks to Cannondale for my Synapse disc, the perfect bike for the 375 mile ride. To SRAM and Zipp for those discs which provided optimal stopping in less than ideal (read: terrible) conditions. Thanks Cycliq for the super powerful lights, front and rear. Thanks to Velocio for some incredible clothes. INCREDIBLE! Wait til you get your hands on the raincoat. I tried the prototype and it's 100x better than anything I've used in the past. Thanks to Jim and Ralf and Raul and Eros and the entire inGamba crew. Thanks to my homies and friends and acquaintances all along the road. Thanks to Daniel for stoking my ego and Andrew for being a great roommate, and everyone for making this ride awesome.See you on the Coast Ride in 2017!image1-1