Hell's Hill and Humidity...

So, Chris and I took a short hiatus from long rides for a while there. We heard the long road calling our names, so off we went on a ride we'd never been on before. We headed to the Spanish Fork windmills at the mouth of Spanish Fork Canyon. It was a nice ride, but it got windy as we got close to the Canyon. Headwind = no fun. I hate wind!
We were super close to one of my friend's house, so we stopped by real quick to say hi. As we left his place, Chris came up with another of his genius ideas... here's how it went.

"Dude!"
...me thinking something was wrong..."What?!"
"See that hill on the other side of the golf course? We're going to do that hill right now..."
...I examined the hill with horror. Even from a distance I could tell Chris was trying to kill me. Trying to sound cool and confident..."but we still need to ride back home. What time do you have to be home?" I was hoping he'd realize he needed to get home soon.
"I have time bro."
...DANGIT!..."let's do it bro!"...secretly thinking 'I hate my life'...

We found our way over to the road and felt the burn from the start, but nothing prepared us for the final hill, what Chris came to call "Hell's Hill". Below is a pic of Chris on the "melow" part that I thought was hard. I had no idea how easy that part was...

Here is Chris conquering his way up to Hell's Hill... CLICK on the pic to get an idea of how steep this is!

Here is another view of the Hell's Hill. Hopefully you're getting an idea of how steep it is.

As we got to the base of Hell's Hill, I was convinced I was done. I was already dying. When I saw the final hill, I yelled "NOOOOO!!!". Chris pressed on though. "You can do it dude! Follow me!" He just pushed on, that jerk! I just couldn't let my dogg down, so I followed. When we got to the top, we made this video...

After our hill climb, we were straight up out of water. We stopped at a Chevron gas station to 'fuel up'. We had no cash, but a super nice dude gave us $5, so we filled our water bottles with gatorade and bought two granola bars. Thanks Good Samaritan Man!
We headed back to Provo via Mapleton. We detoured up Hobble Creek canyon just to put the cherry on top of our long and hilly Sundae. It was SOOO humid in the canyon! I felt like I was in Florida! I couldn't believe I was in Utah. Weird monsoonal weather! Anywho, the trail up Hobble Creek Canyon rocks! We'll definitely revisit, that's for sure.
It was a great ride. We finished it off with a protein shake and stretching sesh at my place. Chris and me add whole oats to our shakes, saying that all the carbs and whole grain would help us 'recover faster'. We were rolling on the floor laughing as we tried to swallow the bottoms of our shake. It was the consistancy of sand!
I would never give up these memories or biking! It is teaching me I can do hard things, and have fun at the same time.

Windy, Hellish, Humid miles: 40.3