At this point the shots in the two cameras Id
brought were exhausted and perhaps it doesnt matter. The rest
of the ride was mopping up. We did a harrowing descent down the
Golden Staircase. Ron, with his cornering skills from his motorcycle
racing days, was in his element. I felt terrified the whole way
down. The final climb back to the car was a test. We all felt exhausted.
Ron came away from this ride transformed. Patrick
and I are accustomed to riding mountain passes at altitude. Ron
however, tackled Sonora Pass, the hardest pass I've ridden, his
first time out. I think of it as a considerable triumph. We certainly
roughed it and much of this was unfamiliar to him, but it took away
the fear of the killer climb and of sticking with it through adversity.
A week following this ride we did the
Death Ride, but, thats another story.
The stats: 105.5 miles, 10,240 feet of climbing.
Ron says he got a 13.5 mph average.