leicaman
Maximum Pace
- Sep 20, 2012
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I have been wanting to drive out to Nagano for a weekend of riding this summer for quite some time but the weather has always scuppered my plans. Last week, I had my eye on the forecast like a hawk. The forecast wasn't looking too promising, with showers on Saturday and rain forecast throughout the day on Sunday. The decision was made on Friday morning to throw caution to the wind and go for it.
On the Friday night, around 11pm, myself and one fellow Jerk circle member ( @saibot ) set off with two bikes safely stashed in the back of the car and enough camping gear to sink a ship.
We arrived at our destination, Fujimi panorama around 2:30 and set up camp. A had some monster pegs to hold down the circus tent, but the world's most useless hammer. After a few strikes it fell apart. After checking, sure enough "Made in New Zealand". Relying on my Neanderthal skills I found what is technically called a "big b@stard" rock and finished off the job.
After bit of tom foolery with high ISO, long exposures and a bike light, we finally hit the sack around 4am. The 7:30 alarm was most unwelcome. After breakfast, eaten out of my new Rapha hi-viz pink bowl and hot French press coffee (definitely gonna take the French press again next time), I was ready to face those big scary Naganonian mountains.
We rolled out at 10:15am. Wisely, we had chosen a short route which would see us head out to Suwa on that awful Route 20. From Suwa we went north west and went over some mountains before dropping into a valley, followed by some more climbs. I confidently told Tobias that I didn't think there were any more big climbs. That was until I noticed something wrong with the elevation chart on my Garmin. I showed the next chart off the scale. I had to hit the zoom out button again and again to see the top. Stupid technology. Why does it alway malfunction ?
20km and 1000m of elevation gain later, I deleted the Garmin customer services complaints letter I had drafted.
We joined the Venus line and coasted along its rolling road. It is a beautiful place to ride your bike. What with our late start and photo taking, we decided to skip the last section of the Venus line and head back down to Suwa via route 40. We rode the remaining 15km back to Fujimi on route 20. By this point, Tobias had slipped into his role of "big girl's blouse" and kept losing my back wheel. We made it back to camp just before sunset, with 147km on the clock and 2960m of climbing.
We drove down to a nearby onsen where we soaked our aching muscles and I learnt the word Swedish word for Sauna is "Bastard" (or something like that).
We then went to a Taeshoku restaurant that I used to frequent when I raced downhill mountain bikes a long time ago. Sometime between entering and leaving the restaurant, the rain finally caught up with us. Once refuelled, we hit Seiyu for dessert. The rain was pouring by the time we got back to camp so we are dessert under the portable gazebo. As the car park was just over 1000m high, it was pretty cold so we hit the sack pretty early.
Waking at around 6:30 the next morning, the familiar sound of rain on tent could be heard. I was wearing a t-shirt, thick merino wool top and waterproof jacket but I was still cold under the gazebo. After a hot coffee we made the executive decision to wimp out and go home early. I don't think Mugikusa Toge at over 2200m would have been very appealing with summer cycling clothes. As we drove towards Kofu the weather became much nicer. The mountains in the distance still looked rather unwelcoming but I guess we will never know whether Mugikusa was basking in sunshine that day or shivering in a shower.
All in all a great trip that I definitely want to do again sometime soon. Thanks to the jerk, Tobias for making it even more fun. Your sleeping bag rolling skills are a sight to behold (and no, that isn't a double entendre).
And now I've bored you all half to death with my drivel, here are a few pics.
Heading out
Tobias, getting confused as to which way the road goes
So much for rain
On the up
I've seen roads in better condition
On the Venus line
More Venus line
The ghost rider
Some goon
Posing
I'll add some more photos later as Tapatalk only let's me add 10.
On the Friday night, around 11pm, myself and one fellow Jerk circle member ( @saibot ) set off with two bikes safely stashed in the back of the car and enough camping gear to sink a ship.
We arrived at our destination, Fujimi panorama around 2:30 and set up camp. A had some monster pegs to hold down the circus tent, but the world's most useless hammer. After a few strikes it fell apart. After checking, sure enough "Made in New Zealand". Relying on my Neanderthal skills I found what is technically called a "big b@stard" rock and finished off the job.
After bit of tom foolery with high ISO, long exposures and a bike light, we finally hit the sack around 4am. The 7:30 alarm was most unwelcome. After breakfast, eaten out of my new Rapha hi-viz pink bowl and hot French press coffee (definitely gonna take the French press again next time), I was ready to face those big scary Naganonian mountains.
We rolled out at 10:15am. Wisely, we had chosen a short route which would see us head out to Suwa on that awful Route 20. From Suwa we went north west and went over some mountains before dropping into a valley, followed by some more climbs. I confidently told Tobias that I didn't think there were any more big climbs. That was until I noticed something wrong with the elevation chart on my Garmin. I showed the next chart off the scale. I had to hit the zoom out button again and again to see the top. Stupid technology. Why does it alway malfunction ?
20km and 1000m of elevation gain later, I deleted the Garmin customer services complaints letter I had drafted.
We joined the Venus line and coasted along its rolling road. It is a beautiful place to ride your bike. What with our late start and photo taking, we decided to skip the last section of the Venus line and head back down to Suwa via route 40. We rode the remaining 15km back to Fujimi on route 20. By this point, Tobias had slipped into his role of "big girl's blouse" and kept losing my back wheel. We made it back to camp just before sunset, with 147km on the clock and 2960m of climbing.
We drove down to a nearby onsen where we soaked our aching muscles and I learnt the word Swedish word for Sauna is "Bastard" (or something like that).
We then went to a Taeshoku restaurant that I used to frequent when I raced downhill mountain bikes a long time ago. Sometime between entering and leaving the restaurant, the rain finally caught up with us. Once refuelled, we hit Seiyu for dessert. The rain was pouring by the time we got back to camp so we are dessert under the portable gazebo. As the car park was just over 1000m high, it was pretty cold so we hit the sack pretty early.
Waking at around 6:30 the next morning, the familiar sound of rain on tent could be heard. I was wearing a t-shirt, thick merino wool top and waterproof jacket but I was still cold under the gazebo. After a hot coffee we made the executive decision to wimp out and go home early. I don't think Mugikusa Toge at over 2200m would have been very appealing with summer cycling clothes. As we drove towards Kofu the weather became much nicer. The mountains in the distance still looked rather unwelcoming but I guess we will never know whether Mugikusa was basking in sunshine that day or shivering in a shower.
All in all a great trip that I definitely want to do again sometime soon. Thanks to the jerk, Tobias for making it even more fun. Your sleeping bag rolling skills are a sight to behold (and no, that isn't a double entendre).
And now I've bored you all half to death with my drivel, here are a few pics.
Heading out
Tobias, getting confused as to which way the road goes
So much for rain
On the up
I've seen roads in better condition
On the Venus line
More Venus line
The ghost rider
Some goon
Posing
I'll add some more photos later as Tapatalk only let's me add 10.