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02 May 2006

The Cable House

While I expect that most drive right past this, I found myself pealing away the Hantavirus warning... and standing just inside the door with my bike.

Hey, I'm a biologist I know what I'm doing...right. All others that question my sanity in this would probably be right as well.

The fact was that this was a couple of weeks or so before the chain suck incident and I'm just now updating the blog. In my defense, at the point in time that I preyed open that door; cold and dampness had me to the bone. I didn't care. Moreover, I'm still alive even after riding back to take pictures in the sunshine. Survived adventures must = justification

Not only was this shack a godsend but it has a story to tell besides housing rodents and the occasional soggy creature and his bike. The shack appears to be a cable house that is hydro powered or was at one time, I think... It is on the north facing slope of the Tuolumne drainage just before you get to the Cherry Lake Road turnoff. It might have once been a trolley or just helped pull the power lines across the valley. I don't know yet but I bet there is someone in Hetch Hetchy that can tell me. The dirt road that shows hints of once being paved goes down to the cheery lake road. That Mt.bike friendly section is less that a quarter mile long and feels like it is going straight down....

It was a blast on the Surly once I beefed it up by adding 700X41 tires.... I'm still running the same gear 42 tooth chainring X 17 tooth cog. Without a flip-flop hub this has been my bread and butter. Just enough to power up the hills and just enough to let me spin like mad down them. I know I shoul be training else where in the gear range but the sudden down hills followed by the ups make this choice a must.

Every time - riding opens itself in the form of new excursions and adventures. I wish that this blog would auto-write itself.... work and sunny weather keep me form riding as much as I need yet I shutter at the prospects of a cold drizzly ride.

Sunny days make nice rides but little to tell Friends, Family, acquaintances and fellow bloggers - I'm drinking in the rain as if it was a beer with y'all.



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