Thursday, October 4, 2012

Designing a 600k is long and complex

So how do you build a 600k epic?  It turns out that you do it very slowly.  So many decisions to balance: safety, ease of travel, services, scenery, control distance, climbing, pavement...  The list becomes daunting and the one this that is for certain is that no matter how hard you try, someone will be upset, but hopefully most will be pleased.  

Things I thought were "must haves" on the route included:
  1. Scenic 61 on Lake Superior
  2. The Willard Munger Trail - at one point the longest paved bike trail in the country
  3. The Duluth Lakewalk and the Lift Bridge
  4. The St Croix River
  5. Sunrise, birthplace of Richard Widmark (hey, I love 40s film)
Things that were going to be challenges on the route:
  1. Getting across an entire downtown.  How many brevets go through the downtown area of a major city?  Duluth has 80,000 people in it and was built 100 years ago before modern urban planning
  2. A serious problem with having limited 24 hour controls
  3. Most of Hwy 61, the obvious route up to the start of the Munger Trail, was a dead boring ride with 55mph traffic.
Just picking a start took a month.  I knew that I wanted the start to have lots of places to stay and to have a 24 hour place to sit down and eat at the end.  In Minnesota, that's a challenge right there.  I finally settled on Stillwater.  There, I found a cluster of inexpensive hotels next to a Perkins.  Stillwater itself is also quite historic and charming, despite the fact that Michele Bachman lives there and she and I are something like Jesus and the anti-Christ (if you live in Minnesota, feel free to pick which one you think is which).  Stillwater is one of the first towns in Minnesota, right on the St Croix River and, like Duluth, has a working lift bridge.  It also has some very charming neighborhoods and parks.

There are about 20 different routes in and out of Stillwater and I quickly settled on one that would avoid taking riders down the enormous bluff it is built on.  But there are still quite a few beautiful and historic houses.  The best ice cream stand in the town is also on the route for the return.  Yes, I think of such things when doing a route.  I also wanted to avoid busy streets like Main St/MN95.  Though the view of the lift bridge is nice, the lights and chaos are not so good.  I was able to capitalize on a fl├Ęche route from a couple years previous and use backroads along the St Croix River from tiny Taylors Falls to Sunrise and avoid much of busy 61 using quiet Government Road, which has technically been a road for over 140 years.  These towns are all mom and pop, not a chain in sight and have interesting architecture.  They harken back to the days when Minnesota was fur trapping territory, the true frontier.  No busy roads and smooth pavement - so far so good.  The first 200k was done.

The Munger Trail went from Hinckley 70 miles to Duluth.  This was an easy pick.  Towns abound on the trail, cell phones work due to the proximity of I35.  Sure you had to get to 35 to find anything 24 hour, but that works out okay going up.  Off route 2-3 miles isn't unreasonable for the way back, that would only be an issue for people trying for a sub 24 and this wasn't going to be a great route for them to start.  The trail takes an old railroad bed down into Duluth, a gentle grade when every other option is quite steep.  Perfect and scenic - this was to be a big highlight of the ride.

Getting across Duluth turned out to be a months long process of experimentation.  I did this section over and over bringing different people with me.  Big thanks to Gary, GearBob, and the only other Minnesota Randonnuese to ever complete PBP, Lara.  It was really quite interesting to see how the different people had different priorities.  GearBob and I tried Lara's very direct route through downtown.  Some quite nasty sections that conceivably could lead a sleepy randonneur onto I35 on the return gave us pause.  Gary and I did another route that while nice and direct, went through a crack neighborhood.  I saw 2 drug deals, a guy getting arrested and a guy crushing for a prostitute all in about 6 blocks.  Gary noticed none of this, but I have to admit the cue sheet would have been simple.  I saw myself sitting at a traffic light in the dark and decided that rider safety would overrule.  We would have missed the Lakewalk too.  The Munger Inn, right at the end of the trail, would make an excellent overnight keeping most of the night riding on a bike trail.

So in the end, GearBob's route prevailed.  We avoided most traffic lights and kept off the major streets to get to Canal Park and the lift bridge.  From there, a ride right on the boardwalk next to a still running old time train and spectacular views.  The cuing was exceedingly difficult though.  Getting every cue to be concise and clear took a huge amount of effort.  Not perfect and speed demons would be annoyed, but there you go.  The turnaround, at Two Harbors, would have ample supplies.

The return, I reasoned would be exactly the same up to Hinckley.  There, we would opt for straight down 61.  This gave me the requisite 600k and provided 24 hour services in Pine City and North Branch.  Not as scenic, but pretty flat and on day 2 everyone is tired anyway and wants to get home.

I reasoned many might want to pre ride parts of this route, so I chopped it into 3 parts of about 200k each and submitted them as permanents.  That was in May and the route was ready to go 4 months before the ride.  Plenty of time for me to do several trial runs and triple check the cue sheet for clarity.







Wednesday, October 3, 2012

The Many Faces of the Munger Bungo

About two years ago, I decided that those of the major things missing from randonneuring in Minnesota was an epic ride to the North Shore of Lake Superior.  This area is one of the most spectacular in the state, not just for the unique and historic lake, but for the transition from what is essentially an oak savanna, in the south, to the boreal forest in the north.  My first impressions of the state were in the city of Duluth, an old city perched right on the shore, forever at the mercy of a lake that can be as powerful as an ocean (anyone hear the song The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald ?)

So I took it as a project to create that epic ride.  There are countless sights and attractions on the way there and on the way back.  Fitting them in, along with really showing off the state and not just gas stations along an interstate, was a huge challenge.  Getting the route to be close to 600k is even harder since towns are few and far between and paved roads can be in short supply.  Truly, this route was an odyssey, a personal challenge and an ongoing adventure that is still continuing, for whatever we think about how well controlled our world is, Mother Nature has a habit of asserting herself.

This blog entry, and those that follow, is somewhat less a ride report, than a chronically of the Adventure I have come to know as the Munger Bungo (an epic name coined by no less than IronK herself, who is also epic).  Friends were made, friends were lost and Minnesota Randonneuring will never be the same.