|The view south from Forester Pass at 13,000something feet in Kings Canyon|
Most of this week, when not working, has been spent readying our gear. Tam installed new front caliper brakes on her bike due to a broken part on her old ones. I prepped my bike, the good ol' Long Haul Trucker, with a new bike computer (complete with a fancy cadence sensor that I don't really need and might just cut off soon) and a new saddle. Enter apprehension. I've never ridden on a hard saddle, but with my old (and somewhat cushy) one my legs would always fall asleep. Which is a problem when you're, you know, powering yourself with your legs. So I got this new saddle, and I'm about to ride 240 miles on it without testing it out. I would ask my Magic 8 Ball about how that's going to go, but I'm thinking ignorance is bliss on this one.