I Did It!
Queen of the mountain. Today I biked Mont Ventoux. Delia and Jackie graciously agreed to take me to Sault in order for me to bike the mountain from there, about an hour away. 26 kilometers uphill the whole way; people have died trying to climb it, I have and old bike and a body that's taken on the Hilly Hundred but I didn't even think I was going to make it the whole way. I was shaky with a tinge of fear, lack of sleep and a small breakfast when I headed out from the lavander valley of Sault to tackle the uphill battle of the mountain passes; Jackie even said she had a stomach ache just thinking about me doing it. It started off well and I only had a slight problem with a fender at the beginning. The weather was nice, warm even. Then this lowlander had to deal with a little something called altitude which left me huffing and puffing. I biked through lunch, taking quick rests to catch my breath and get a drink of water. My pedals were crea...