I won't lead anyone to believe I rode Six Gap in the apparel represented to the right, but it wasn't that far off the mark.
Photo credit to James Murphy for the picture at right - which is worth a thousand words
As a matter of fact, I seem to be a dork when it comes to cycling apparel.
There's an old Nike jersey that I still wear. It screams at you, with retro swirls on white. Some who know me well have tried to hide that jersey, but I dig through the depths of my dresser and bring it back from the dead.
For Six Gap, I wore a rather tattered lime jersey, which I purchased from Performance Bicycle for about $12 on a blow-out sale over five years prior.
There's something about looking retro that is safe. It states that you are an old-timer, out of touch and not current with the trends.
It also states that I don't have anything to prove and that once on the bike, a competitive performance is not expected.
That's where I like to turn the tables. Tommy master competitor, old clothes and a dressed like a goon.
But it you underestimate me, be prepared for the unexpected.
I started near the rear at Six Gap, found my rhythm and began to pick off riders. Many were on expensive bicycles, wearing hundreds of dollars of gear. There is a strange satisfaction in overcoming a dude who - judged by his equipment and clothes - should kick my fanny.
But to the contrary, that isn't always the case. I had a fun game at Six Gap...as I crawled past a rider during one of the massive climbs, I'd look over and ask:
"Hey, I'm new to this ride. Are we climbing a hill or a gap?"
That would seem to increase the blood flowing to the rider's face. Most of the time I'd get a mumble in return, or some comment on the grade of the climb.
Hey, what do I know. I'm a retro rider.