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John and Jana of the Charleston Bicycle
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Here are a few pics before the "After the
Bridge Run Ride".![]() Here are some marshes near the start. ![]() ![]() Here's a "before" pic of Melanie & Dan. ![]() .Here is an "after" pic of some early century finishers. ![]() It was riveting!
This was the After the Bridge
Run Ride.
Yesterday, 30,000 people, I
guess ran across the Ravenel Bridge.
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Today is the "after..." bike
ride.
It started on Daniel Island at
this large arena (forgot the name).
There were about 500 or so
starting out today.
I took a few photos and left the
camera in the car.
I knew I'd better really respect
this ride with this group.
These were some strong people.
I would have to be serious,
conscious, and watchful.
The pace would be so fast and
painful at times.
There were a lot of potholes.
Lot of bikes.
Danger, danger, danger!
When I woke up this morning, I
could have stayed in bed.
I knew what the pain would be
like in an hour or two.
The hardest part, for me, was in the first 30 miles or so. There were guys off the front and some guys that were anxious to reel the "fugitives" back. So there were some hard moves to stay up all through the ride but the first ones were the hardest.
My rear derailleur shifter came
apart at around 55 miles.
So I would be stuck in my
highest, and hardest gear.
It isn't too bad on these SC
roads of easy terrain.
I only seemed to be in the right
gear when we were going at it really hard.
The pack got small toward the
end of the ride.
Maybe there were 30 or more.
I only recognized the last mile
or less of the course.
So we had a good day of battle.
We finished the century in 3 hours 58 minutes. It wasn't really a race. Let's just say hundreds of people were in a hurry. There were three other strong fellows who finished ahead of us- Paul, a Charleston Bicycle Company rider, a triathloid I'll get the name of later, and local or former local, Arthur Reeves. I couldn't have done anything about these strong guys and a bunch of others but I never saw them escape. I was at the rear fiddling with my shifter trying to get it to work. This is just one of the many reasons why one should always enter any of these contests with reverence. We're really lucky to be able to ride. So many things can happen to keep you out or down. We were just making the most of the day.
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Nothing more to see here.
Go back to the top.
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Okay. But you asked for it.
We must have left "Pleasantville". One fast racer drifted back toward
the back making his case for his disenchantment being to this effect:
when he pulled through no-one else pulled through correctly, he then
would drift back to the rear of maybe a hundred riders all in a row
because nobody let anybody back into the line but for the very rear of
the "line" on the right side of the road. I had also played "drop
the last puller" just earlier. He was now contemplating that maybe this
other 100 people may not work toward his catching the lead riders. His
team mate was in the break so I'm not sure what a big problem it could
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