It occurred to me that I never put a picture of my bike up for people to see. Here it is. It's a Marin Muirwoods 29er. Only mods are a Brooks saddle and Ergon GP2 hand grips. I have Ortlieb rear panniers, and just ordered Ortlieb front panniers. And that is all the geekery you shall get from me.
So, as I've blithely been going about buying shit for the bike (see: above), James has been watching in increasing alarm as I more-or-less ignore the question of "Is my route doable?" So, in an effort to assuage his concerns (ie, get him to stop bothering me), I sat down with him and showed him how easy and chill my proposed route is.
Actually, that's not what I did at all. What I did was develop my own sense of alarm about the route. A 26 mile climb from Champasong to Paksong? 90 miles from Phnom Penh to Kampong Cham? Several grades at or close to 10% from Kasi to Kiukacham? For the sake of comparison, the Manhattan Bridge is 3.5%, and the Brooklyn Bridge is 3.8%
Uhhhh. This may result more character-building than I had wanted.
Am trying to fortify my nerves by reading Anne Mustoe's obituary. Not being an eccentric Englishwoman of a certain age, I may not complete this trip with the same aplomb.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/obituaries/6790125/Anne-Mustoe.html
So, as I've blithely been going about buying shit for the bike (see: above), James has been watching in increasing alarm as I more-or-less ignore the question of "Is my route doable?" So, in an effort to assuage his concerns (ie, get him to stop bothering me), I sat down with him and showed him how easy and chill my proposed route is.
Actually, that's not what I did at all. What I did was develop my own sense of alarm about the route. A 26 mile climb from Champasong to Paksong? 90 miles from Phnom Penh to Kampong Cham? Several grades at or close to 10% from Kasi to Kiukacham? For the sake of comparison, the Manhattan Bridge is 3.5%, and the Brooklyn Bridge is 3.8%
Uhhhh. This may result more character-building than I had wanted.
Am trying to fortify my nerves by reading Anne Mustoe's obituary. Not being an eccentric Englishwoman of a certain age, I may not complete this trip with the same aplomb.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/obituaries/6790125/Anne-Mustoe.html
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