Five days of biking through New Mexico have been wonderfully remote. Each night, I hear the coyotes yipping and howling at sunrise and sunset. One night, they got a little close, waking me around 3 am. The "towns" usually consist of an all-in-one gas station/cafe/post office/gossip post. I'm still at fairly high altitude (8,000ish feet) and wake to frost each morning. The only vehicles on the road are hunters and cowboys and an occasional "local".
Somehow, there have been constant headwinds, no matter which direction I'm traveling. It makes the biking hard... I average about 10 miles per hour when biking and a 10-20 mph headwind pretty much stops me in my tracks. I have to pedal on the downhills and go all out on the flats to make any headway.... uphills require walking. The good news is that the legs are getting strong and yesterday I posted my biggest day at 60 miles!
Somehow, there have been constant headwinds, no matter which direction I'm traveling. It makes the biking hard... I average about 10 miles per hour when biking and a 10-20 mph headwind pretty much stops me in my tracks. I have to pedal on the downhills and go all out on the flats to make any headway.... uphills require walking. The good news is that the legs are getting strong and yesterday I posted my biggest day at 60 miles!
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