In 2010 we rode up the Peak-to-Peak Highway from Golden, challenged by some steep rollers, but enjoying a beautiful Colorado morning. The challenges were enough to make me want to stop in Nederland for an early lunch 30 miles into the 74 mile ride. While lunch at Katmandu Restaurant was delicious, I would regret the time I lost later. The beautiful morning turned into a wonderful afternoon. Temperatures were cool but comfortable.
Then a few clouds moved in, but the day was still pleasant. Over the next couple hours the clouds grew darker, the temps cooler, and it became more and more obvious that the light jacket I had in my pocket was not enough to keep me warm or dry. What started as a light rain became a downpour, and when the temperatures tumbled into the 30's, being on the road, on a bike, became miserable. It couldn't get any worse. Then it did. It began to hail. I would say that "golf ball" sized hail would not be an exaggeration, "quarter sized" is a certainty. I spotted a group of cyclists that had pulled off the road to take shelter under the canopy on a porch of a closed business. The hail was hard enough that cars were pulling off the road as we huddled together for warmth. My ride ended 16 miles outside of Estes Park that day.
In 2013 we rode from Loveland to Estes Park and it was a short, hot day that still managed to kick me in the butt just a little. As we neared the high point for the day the heat, altitude, and maybe a little dehydration combined to make me dizzy and nauseous. One of the mechanics stopped to check on me as I stood on the side of the road. He gave me some powdered Gatorade and had me sit in the shade for a few minutes. That was enough to get me back on the bike for a push through the last few switchbacks and descent into town.
So I know it will be a challenge to get to Estes Park. But I will get there, and I'll have a rest day to look forward to in a great Colorado mountain town.