|Bower Hill, Woodstock|
It's the highest and toughest hill near here. I have to cross it on the way to Woodstock. The western approach is fine, with a mild rolling hills leading to the crest. The eastern side, coming up from Woodstock is murder. It's a series of steep inclines that really demand an effort. Going down it on the way into Woodstock has been a nightmare with the pavement massively crumbling for most of the distance.
|Bower Hill stripped for paving|
I got there last week to find it torn up into gravel. It's going to be nice to have this paved and smooth. It's a pity they took away the speed warning gizmo. I will be easily able to break the 50 kph trip setting that it was on. With the crumbled pavement, I had to really take it slow for the descent.
Saturday was cold. I was well layered, but my feet went numb after the sun went behind all the clouds. It could be my last long ride out of doors for the year.
|There's good hills around here|
At packet-pickup in Milton, I gave the Running Free store a quick browse and came away with $150 of stuff. It's my first set of photochromic sunglasses. I've needed a pair since my ride to Port Dover in the summer, during which I lost my sunglasses when I took them off for the trail through the woods. They don't have a rim, which has been hard to find. I want that for riding so the rim doesn't block my view with my head down when I'm on the aero bars.