Rode the second stage of the Tour of the Catskills today. It is a much, much different beast this year. Unlike 2010, you will not be able to hide til the peleton hits platte clove.
Speaking of, kept up with the fastest climber I know up it for 2 of its 2.7k length, at which point I overheated and cracked like a dropped plate, and had to stop to regain my composure for a couple of minutes. His wife then passed me and held the gap, so I can now say that for the first time in my life I have been beaten to the top of a climb by a girl.
I pulled so hard on the bars that I wound up moving my hoods, and ripped my bar tape. Yep.