Looking to maximize pain and discomfort the first 40 miles would feature 3 climbs up the east face of the Shawangunks starting with the 2 mile wall to Monhonk Mountain House and then two laps up Clove Rd/MInnewaska State Park. Just to up the difficultly level a bit more the first place to resupply on fluids would be at 51 miles meaning I would be pack muling 5 large bottles up the first climb. At the refill stop it was 3 bottles over the head, a refill of all 5 and a bag of ice down the back of the jersey to help cool off. After cresting Sampsonville it was a swooping downhill into Krumville then up the back side of Mohonk. Crossing back over the ridge I felt like I too was at the prison camp by the river Kwai as the temps on the road were well into triple digits.
On the final stretch to the house the turkey thermometer finally popped and I was cooked. A quick text to Mrs. C-Dubs and I was assured there would be an ice cold bath upon my arrival. Panting as I dropped the bike at the front door it Towelieing off from the dip it was off to the new Dark Horse HQ for the big move. Everyone, well almost everyone, was there to load up the old shop and unload at the new one.
Rodin Mike Davidson busy contemplating all the fun he missed
Half the crew was at the old shop loading the Rossi Barn truck with bikes and swag while the smarter half had Mrs C-Dubs guarding the cooler until the final load showed up. With the cooler out of beer Officer C-Dubs was called in to keep the troops from rioting until the kegerator pulled in, escorted by the Newburgh Hillbillies with a load of pizza and Dale's Pale Ale.
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