|I raced - and lost - yesterday||moneyman|
Oct 7, 2002 7:17 AM
|While riding along a lonely county road, (which describes about 90% of the roads in Wyoming), I came upon an unwilling race participant. I didn't ask for the race, but he brought it on. We were going along pretty even right at 30 mph, when he decides to grab another gear, drop me like a bad habit, and then crawl under the fence to freedom and his pals in the herd.
Antelope are an everyday sight in Cheyenne. They are nicknamed "Prairie Fleas" because of their abundance. On this particular stretch of road, they are often in the borrow pit between the fence and the road. When they run, the wind is jealous. When they get concerned, the hair on their rumps fluffs out and their bright white rear end becomes a signal of danger to their friends. They don't leap over fences, but get down on their knees and crawl under. They can see with the same clarity as 10x binoculars, hit speeds up to 60 mph, and stop on a dime. Funny looking, but really amazing critters.
I put in 45 miles in 37 degree temps. I don't think he went that far.
|Just out of curiosity||McAndrus|
Oct 7, 2002 7:37 AM
|Where do you live in Wyoming? In the mid-70s I lived in Rock Springs for a while. I wasn't a cyclist then and have a hard time imagining cycling on those wide open roads and in those heavy winds.
Oh, and I -do- remember those antelope. I thought they were pretty interesting.
Oct 7, 2002 8:10 AM
|Since 1984. I tell people about the wind, but until you have experienced the consistency of the velocity, it is hard to understand what it is all about. If you don't ride in the wind, you don't ride.
Oct 7, 2002 8:15 AM
|What consistent velocity do you have to deal with? How many knots?|
Oct 7, 2002 8:32 AM
|No sailor / pilot here. I have no idea how to turn mph into knots. What I do know is that from October through May, and often significant parts of the other four months, the wind blows from 15 to 40 mph. It is generally all day, every day. This is not an exaggeration, either. It is just the way it is.
Oct 7, 2002 10:49 AM
|That's a damn lot of wind. I thought I had it bad with 10 - 15mph headwind here on the east coast.|
|here in Highlands Ranch, CO||dotkaye|
Oct 7, 2002 8:05 AM
|(the Hell of the South) - Eight years ago when I first lived here, could run from my office out onto a dirt road, often saw pronghorn along that road. They didn't spook at cars on the road, but they didn't like me running near them, would take off and rapidly become spots in the distance. Really made me feel like a plodder. Now there's nothing there but a golf course and trophy homes..|
|Let's just keep this to ourselves...||MXL02|
Oct 7, 2002 8:18 AM
|When I tell people that I drive 60 miles out to the country and ride for 4-5 hours, most think I am crazy...they don't know about the wild life and natural beauty one can encounter when silently pedaling along...it is a spritual event. The solitude is part of it...let's hope the masses don't find out how wonderful it is.
PS- I spent some time in the high plains...home to antelope and muleys, very beautiful place.
|very cool $$man||_rt_|
Oct 7, 2002 8:57 AM
|I raced with the fire ants in Fla yesterday & lost big! they don't run nearly as fast as antelope but they sure can sneak up on you when you're not looking.
rt - put in no miles yesterday due to a head/chest cold
|That's so awesome.||DeRanger|
Oct 7, 2002 9:14 AM
|They may be prairie fleas to some, but I think pronghorn are incredible critters - the McEwens, Zabels, and Cippolinis of the animal kingdom.
|Maybe you got dropped by Cippo in his new kit? -nm||SnowBlind|
Oct 7, 2002 3:22 PM