Having some time on my hands yesterday, (the joy of retirement) I decided that a ride was in order. The mother hill, and in the spring I add a couple of syllables to that description, I realized had not been ridden this year and so off I went.
This is the view from a couple of hundred yards back and, as can be seen, it continues downhill until just beyond the bridge.
This picture was taken just beyond where it starts up and the highpoint that you see is actually only about a third of the way up.What makes it the mother hill is the fact that depending on whom you believe, the part at which you are looking is either a 17%grade(skipper's gps) or a 22% grade according to the county. At the visible crest it mellows a bit and ends up averaging about 12% or 175bpm. This time of the year with miles under my legs I only used my 36-34 gear thus "the mother hill". In the spring without good legs, I use the 26-34 gear and it is the mother! hill.
I know that there are a lot harder hills out there but this is mine. The upside is that I feel quite manly when I'm at the top and yesterday I hit 46mph going down. Gotta love that speed! Apropros of nothing below is a picture of my cat "Goliath"