Day three in the books
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I also posted a [thread to
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Twitter](https://mobile.twitter.com/agentdero/status/1533401290973147137) for
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today with more pictures.
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June in California is typically dry and hot, _typically_. The hoard of cyclists
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I also posted a [thread to
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Twitter](https://mobile.twitter.com/agentdero/status/1533792305957588992) for
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today with more pictures.
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Being with the first group leaving camp was absolutely delightful, I highly
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layout: post
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title: "Bustin': AIDS/LifeCycle Day Three"
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tags:
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- alc
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- alc2022
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- cycling
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Riding from King City to Paso Robles is short, 63 miles, but challenging for
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two reasons: "Quadbuster" and the heat. Attempting to avoid either giving me
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too much trouble, I woke early at 4:15 and was able to be one of the first 20
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riders out of camp. Shivering in the cold and foggy pre-dawn air, I was
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reminded of my stiff legs, stiff after almost 200 miles in two days in the
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saddle. For a number of reasons Day Three can be brutal.
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I also posted a [thread to
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Twitter](https://mobile.twitter.com/agentdero/status/1534137811841929216)
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for today with more pictures
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Last night I was considering a tweet I had posted a week ago. My fundraising
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had stalled at 11k and I wanted to raise a little more in the last week before
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ride out. With my training this year, I figured I could do Quadbuster multiple
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times, I suggested that I would do it up to five times.
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I did not expect my friend Harley to come through with rallying a *lot* of
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last-minute fundraising on my behalf, which bumped me up to over **17k**.
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I pondered whether Harley's fundraising meant that I should or should not keep
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to my original solicitation.
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I remember Quadbuster being brutal during my first year, and the subsequent
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heat of the day making the day just awful. I decided to try it at least two
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times and see how it would feel.
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I ended up doing Quadbuster **five times**, adding 13 miles and a bit over a
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thousand feet of elevation gain.
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The climbs weren't that bad, but the last climb I started to feel just like I
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did in 2019, it was **tough**. Yes I committed myself to it, but I realy ended
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up doing the climbing for me. Quadbuster was so intimidating to me, I was
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genuinely concerned about the climb. I wanted to _conquer_ Quadbuster for me.
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With the climbing complete, I screamed down the other side and cranked along to
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Rest Stop Two where I ran into my team mates Jens and Ulf. They laughed at my
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self-inflicted challenge and told me I shouldn't be such a cheap prostitute and
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next time require $1k per trip up Quadbuster. We rode out of Rest Stop Two
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together and after a while together I pushed on ahead. The cool breeze was
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getting warm and the heat of the day swiftly approached.
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Rest Stop Three was uneventful, I lathered up in sunscreen and rolled out into
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the heat.
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The special thing about Day Three is that we stop in Bradley where the local
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school works with ALC to do a fundraiser for the students. They offer a veggie
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burger option which pairs nicely with shady spot against a wall. I chatted with some
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folks from Team Colorado, where I inquired as to how well fundraising out of
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state goes. Eventually my lunch had all disappeared and I had to lumber back to
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a standing position before trundling off into the ever rising temperatures.
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The stretch between Bradley and Rest Stop Four traverses a military base which
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is _interesting_ but the US Army has definitely not optimized their roads for
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bicycle use. The bouncing around and gravel made me concerned about getting a
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flat, so I spent much of the stretch thinking about whether you can actually
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stop to change your tire on the base. My question was answered when I saw a guy
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changing a tire underneath a tree, with a small white base security car and a
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man in camouflage looking on.
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I never skip a Rest Stop so I rolled into Rest Stop FOur for some ice, fluids,
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and pictures with the Spice Girls. The first time around I sat at Rest Stop
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Four for what felt like a half hour feeling like a shit sandwich cooking in the
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sun. This time around I still felt like I was cooking in the sun, but had a bit
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more confidence that I was going to swiftly make it back into camp. From Rest
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Stop Four there are pleasant rollers, light tailwinds, and some nice scenery.
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Much of the scenery went unnoticed in 2019, this time around however I can
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really enjoy the sights much more as I hammer down the road.
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Closing in on Paso Robles I ran into my tent mate
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[Kohsuke](https://twitter.com/kohsukekawa) and we were able to finish together.
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Despite the extra climbing, heat, and general leg stiffness, I proudly arrived
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into camp as the 168th cyclist.
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