As I mentioned a few weeks back, I wanted to ride the Katy Trail in Missouri, from Jefferson City to St. Charles in a day. At the time, it was supposed to be my second century ride, but ended up being my third, after a 60mi training ride got out of hand and turned into 100. Anyway, I’m happy to say everything worked out, and on the 25th of September, I did the ride.
In planning for my Katy Trail century across Missouri, I thought it’d be a good idea to do a 60-mile ride on Sunday. I left for my ride equipped how I plan to be for my Jefferson City-to-St. Charles ride, just to get an idea of how my stuff would feel/perform.
My original plan was to start at the smoke stacks on MU campus in Columbia, MO, and do exactly 30 miles, then return. Somewhere along the way, though, I decided to go ahead and ride all the way to Jefferson City. My thinking was, it’d only be a few miles more, and as long as I’m going in that direction on a beautiful day, I might as well take it the whole way.
As far as I’m concerned, my Katy Tail Century is a go. But, being a bike weight-obsessed dipshit, my first thought was, how do I get my bike to its lightest before the ride? Fortunately, I have years worth of experience in this sort of dipshittery, so I’m hard at work
making my wife question marrying me eliminating weight from my Fisher Wahoo before the big day.
Getting my bike under 18.5lbs is actually easier than it sounds, since many of the parts currently on it were initially bought with light weight in mind. Still I had to swap a few things…
My SR Suntour Epicon RLD fork weighs just shy of 4lbs, so I replaced it with the Carbon Cycles eXotic rigid fork I took off last fall. That’s a savings of roughly 1.9lbs, and I don’t really need suspension for a flat trail anyway.
Next up, and even more importantly, was to get rid of rolling weight. I swapped to a set of Kenda Klimax Lite tires which, together, weigh about the same as just one of my more aggressive tires alone (649g/pr). I put in some Forte LunarLite tubes, as well.
Since I already run 1×9 gears, I decided to swap the Shimano XT 11-32 cassette for a Sram PG-970 11-23 9-speed road cassette, shaving off close to another quarter-pound. The close gear ratios will also help keep my cadence steady as I spin my cranks for 7-8 hours.
Finally, I pulled an old Easton CT2 carbon handlebar out of my parts bin. It’s been chopped down to 20.5" and weighs 119g with end plugs, 28g less than my Titec Ti 118 bar (I told you I was being ridiculous). I actually prefer the narrower width of the Easton bar on the long flats I’ll be riding, so it wasn’t all about taking off weight with this piece. I normally don’t trust carbon bars for XC riding, but on the Katy, you could just about ride a bar made out of straw and not worry about overloading it.
I didn’t have any foam grips laying around (I swapped back to rubber grips after having the foamies come loose a couple times), so I used some Easton road bar tape instead. I’ve been wanting to try this out to see how it feels on a trail bike, so I figured this was a good excuse.
All told, the bike is now at 18.33lbs. I have a Selle Italia Signo T1 triathlon saddle on the way ($26 on eBay–woot!), so that’ll add 30g back on, but it’ll be worth it to have the additional padding since I never have reason to stand up while pedaling on the Katy.
I’m also re-thinking my food and water situation for the trip. I had planned on 100oz of water in my CamelBak, plus two 33oz bottles on the bike with Gatorade in them. Since I’m passing through 22 towns along the way, I may take a 70oz bladder of water, and stick to just one bottle, refilling them along the way when needed.
Less weight means an easier bike to push for all those miles, and I see no sense in making it anymore difficult than it needs to be. Colin Chapman would be so proud.
I started biking in ’98, then waited some 12 years to ride my first century. This time, though, I think I’m going to keep it to around 4 months.
Last time, I kept to the road, mashing my pedals all around my hilly city on a singlespeed. My legs hurt, but all the time out of the saddle, standing during climbs, kept my butt from feeling too much pain. This time, though, I’m swapping my SS road bike for a geared MTB, the roads for a rail-trail, and the hills for the flattest trail around.
Sometime before the end of September (I hope, but it’s dependent upon the weather), I’m going to ride the Eastern section of Missouri’s Katy Trail, from Jefferson City in the middle of the state, to St. Charles in the East (map). Total distance is about 104mi, according to this chart, so it’ll be my longest ride to date. I’m figuring on about 8 hours, if I average 13mph, but that’s if my legs die on me. If I can keep around 15mph, then that should drop to 7 hours. It’s sort of a toss-up between more time seated–thus an unhappy ass, but less tired legs–or a faster, more tiring ride.
I have a few parts to swap on my bike first, namely lighter tires & tubes, my rigid carbon fork, and a smaller cassette (I don’t need 32T gearing), just so I have less weight to propel all that way. Other than that, I think I’m in shape for it, so I won’t do any training ahead of time (what sort of pansy prepares for epic rides, anyway?). I’ll be sure to take my camera along so I can return with plenty of boring photos of flat, straight trail, as well as the 22 small towns that I pass through on the way.
Tentative date: September 25.
I’ll keep you posted.
SEDALIA — Several hundred cyclists traveled across Missouri on the Katy Trail to celebrate the path’s 20th anniversary.
The Sedalia Democrat reported that more than 300 riders from 30 states traveled the 225-mile hiking, biking and equestrian path in five days. They slept outside and stopped in cities along the way. Their ages ranged from 6 to 81 years old.
It’s not often you see naked people outside, you know–doing it–but that was just the beginning of an awesome ride. I was less than 4 miles from home, heading up Anthony St. near the MU campus when I noticed a tent in someone’s side yard. Then I noticed what looked like a person inside, so I kept staring (what else is there to do?). About the time I was lined up really well with the opening of the tent, I saw a fully naked girl sit up on an equally naked guy, and begin to reach over and close the flap. At 8:00a.m. on a Saturday. I hope they were enjoying themselves.