This morning I planed to do intervals on the MTB. A 1/4 mile from my house convoys of tractor trailer dump trucks were hauling crushed rock for an oil well site road and pad. I only got 3 sets and gave up on intervals because of the trucks. After the last one I decided to give up on intervals and just do a ride the other way. A mile or so near the broiler farm I heard a big truck behind me. It was another tractor trailer with a load of manufactured trusses for more chicken houses. WHEW! So I got past that and began to pull up my one heartbreak hill. I turned left and a regular dump truck continued on past me. I looped around back to my home road. The first dogs were fenced and they always give me a rousing chorus of hellos. Then I come around a curve were they are doing some massive earthworks. They have 2 Great Pyrenees dogs. One was skylighted on a ridge of dirt about an 1/8 mile away. I knew I was in trouble here I was wanting to cool down spinning about 8 MPH.
Sure enough the livestock guard with no livestock barked out the dog equivalent of CHARGE! I don't have much of a sprint unless it's a "dog" sprint. Must be the adrenaline. Shifted several gears higher and away I went. I knew if I could get past the gate they would stay inside and run the fence line. Sure enough they weren't able to head me off. When I looked down at the computer I was doing 18.4MPH.
Another Pyr, barked at me down the road but she can't leave her area. Finishing up the ride I passed by the well site drive and had to stop while one truck exited and one entered. Then I had one come in behind me. I may have to find a new place to ride. When they bring the equipment to drill the well and build a low pressure gas line my usual route may be too difficult and unsafe.
Glad to be home safely.
BTW- I did suffer some minor road rash on my left elbow from yesterday's embarrassment. I never felt anything and just noticed it last night.
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