Introduction by Francis Cebedo
Do you have a ‘local crusher’ in your neck of the woods? Well we have Sean Allan here in Norcal. He not only climbs fast and descends with flow, he has the endurance of diesel train. What he does though is he goes out on big rides. He just steps out the door from his home in Auburn, situated in the foothills of the Sierra Nevada mountains. He rides and then rides some more. And when most of us have had our fill, he rides some more and goes out again the next day.
Then on Monday mornings, as we relive our own experiences and nurse our battle scars, we read about Sean Allan’s adventures in the Norcal Forum. That’s what mtbr is all about. Living the dream and living vicariously through the adventures of friends.
Story and Photos by Sean Allan
Man, life’s been crappy, too much work and the fallout of a failing relationship had me looking for a way out of here. I finally managed to schedule a Fri and Mon off and took off from the back door for places unknown, really, I had no plan and no one knew where I was going.
I had packed the bike the following week for a warm dry route. Friday morning arrived and the forecast was for thundershowers and rain in the Sierras. Crap! Out came all the wet weather gear and my bike magically gained 5 pounds.
I figured I’d head for Tahoe via Soda Springs. I figured if I got dumped on I could bail to my cousins house in Tahoe Vista. Sure enough, after heading out Foresthill Road, up to Robinson Flat, out through the Cedars and up to Soda Springs and cresting Donner Pass I got hammered. All the way across Truckee, Martis Valley and up 267 to Brockway Summit I got caught in the worst T-Storm I’ve ever ridden through, that includes some pretty nasty stuff on the Western Slope of Colorado.
I crested Brockway summit and the sun was shining, literally in the space of a 1/2 mile the weather changed 360 degrees. I figured I’d head to my cousin’s anyways as it would give me a chance to pull everything out and get my gear and myself dry for the next 3 days.