Higher still
I realize that Friday’s 7,100 ft elevation isn’t that high, but my natural abilities + a month off the bike + altitude ≠ great climbing. Saturday’s ride was about 7,000 feet in all, from Lake Tahoe at 6,200 ft, over the 8,900 ft pass at Mt. Rose, down to 4,600 ft near Reno, and back again. Ugh.
All smiles with maybe 15% of the day’s climbing done.
Mattias heading back towards Mt. Rose. I was not enjoying this part.