I ran from the law.

I’m telling you this in confidence, so please don’t turn me in, ok?  Thanks.

Jordan and I went out this morning to explore a new ride he had dreamed up.  We climbed up Golden Gate Canyon, but instead of the usual ride to Golden Gate State Park, we took a right up Robinson Hill Road.  It climbed for a bit, then turned to dirt.  Somewhere in between we managed to make an accidental left turn.

We probably didn’t notice because it was beautiful up there and I was looking left and right and everywhere except for where I was actually going.

We climbed a bit more on the dirt before descending for a very long time down a very steep and very windy dirt road.

All the while I am blindly following Jordan.  He and Dan explored up to the dirt road a couple of weeks ago and upon returning home, Jordan checked out Google Maps and realized it was a loop.  Only one problem:  The road we were on did not loop.

Once we were almost to the bottom Jordan stopped ahead of me….this doesn’t look right.  We look over the side of the road and down below is is where 119 (Peak To Peak) meets 6.  Ya see, the funny thing about this part of 6 is…NO BIKES ALLOWED.  To climb up from where we came from is out of the question.  The dirt is really loose and I honestly don’t know if it’s even possible.  We could head north on Peak to Peak and go back into Golden Gate State Park and do a huge loop back to Golden Gate Canyon, but then we’re looking at a 5+ hour ride.  Neither of us are prepared for such an endeavor, in terms of nutrition, training plans, and the fact that we need to get to work sometime soon.

Luckily we had cell coverage, though it didn’t really change anything.  As we descended the rest of the way down to the highway we mulled over our options.  Feasible options included: climbing up to 70 and riding along that until we reached the exit for Lookout…this would involve a large climb and didn’t appeal much at all to either of us.  We could hitch-hike down 6.  I liked this for the bad-ass factor, but didn’t like it because my mom would kill me.  Or, we could ride like hell down 6 illegally and hope the po-po didn’t see us.

We chose door #3 and rode like the wind!

The Smokey and the Bandit theme song had been playing in my head for about 3 minutes when we spotted a state trooper driving the opposite direction.  Ugghhh.  Good thing we had concocted a cover story before we got rolling!  We waited and waited for the trooper to come after us, even thought about hiding out in the bushes for a bit, but he never came.  Phew!

Then came the tunnels.  Thankfully, there was very little traffic so we never encountered any cars while inside the mountains.

At long last we rolled into Golden, back into legal territory.

We have a long way to go,

and a short time to get there,

we have to do what they say can’t be done..

Note: Obviously we broke some big cycling ethics rules today, but please don’t get all uppity.  Someday when you’re in a bind you’ll do what you have to do.

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