{"id":3923,"date":"2012-07-10T21:40:17","date_gmt":"2012-07-10T21:40:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.gonesouthblog.com\/?p=3923"},"modified":"2012-07-10T21:40:17","modified_gmt":"2012-07-10T21:40:17","slug":"peter-lougheed-to-elkford","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/rideeatcamp.local\/peter-lougheed-to-elkford\/","title":{"rendered":"Peter Lougheed to Elkford"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
Being our longest planned day of the trip you’d think we’d get an early start, but it felt too good to sleep in and take it slow in the morning. We had 50 dirt miles ahead of us but didn’t get rolling until about 10:30am.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Today’s ride started with two beg-for-mercy, please-no-more killer climbs. Walking our bikes was an option but then you’d have to battle with swarms of little vampires.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n
It was either suffer on the bike or lose blood. I like my blood best when it’s in me, so I chose to suffer. Plus, getting to the top of a tough climb feels good.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
After the climb up to Elk Pass we were rewarded with a series of fun descents. Carrie and I were blasting through mud puddles, dodging bear poop, scaring fluffy-tailed deer, and passing herds of horses, all the while whistling “Yellow Submarine” and “Jingle Bells” to let the dangerous critters know we were coming. We even managed to see a mature elk who was showing off his new antlers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n