tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88943224522815604992024-03-12T22:12:15.698-03:00Pedal do KusmaKusmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833187093894326358noreply@blogger.comBlogger438125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8894322452281560499.post-21757449789261235362023-08-05T23:53:00.000-03:002023-08-05T23:53:13.057-03:00Pedal 05-08-2023. São Miguel. <p> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisHszNCvkgZgXMLG3TIJVBJDq5wi183ckMsX-_UeKIiPrkjQXFFbj7WCq795w7J3RMYjIRHw0a5WWUEf2EBL09NDAS67am_asF5rQjsXmgaFNuMc4s6VQE7UHRKP2-tes0ILeSV1wP-m_4vCbJSxllYL6BVf6prTJe1PIQ8IQfUZjwCGuoMSY2G92cFWc/s4000/20230805_153241~2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisHszNCvkgZgXMLG3TIJVBJDq5wi183ckMsX-_UeKIiPrkjQXFFbj7WCq795w7J3RMYjIRHw0a5WWUEf2EBL09NDAS67am_asF5rQjsXmgaFNuMc4s6VQE7UHRKP2-tes0ILeSV1wP-m_4vCbJSxllYL6BVf6prTJe1PIQ8IQfUZjwCGuoMSY2G92cFWc/w640-h360/20230805_153241~2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tentar fingir que tudo está bem quando não está!</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: large;"> Aproveitando o calor fora de época, uma tentativa frustrada para para um pedal fraco de 50km.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"> Quando cheguei na Curva dos Pinheiros, aquela tradicional "dançada" de pneu traseiro furado, para troca a câmara, quando estava colocando o pneu, percebi que o dianteiro estava "tremilicando" de forma estranha, fui ver, e também estava furado... Pedalo desde 1991 pelas estradas do interior, essa é a primeira vez que consigo furar os dois pneus ao mesmo tempo, detalhe, pneus montados com fita anti furo, e câmaras com fluído anti furo, realmente foi uma proesa.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"> Montei a segunda e última câmara no pneu dianteiro, e lógico, retornei, mas adivinha o quê aconteceu na descida/subida da Chácara do Sacolão? Furou novamente o traseiro, aí foi "curtir" os últimos 3,5km a pé.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Para compensar todas essas bênçãos, achei 5 pila durante a caminhada forçada. </span></p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4SSNIVl6jy3DIYuGhsJOvXdbQgdZKnmhtRIQp38mq2DTad9AmzSiuaxxtjmC4VBYwanTaBOqRqhfxMnDhflxvHkWZV76r8Fazm0ODmn9odr3iig4q7w9MgAyGioSyO2Z8DoLbYtaOFtxODaiLe1bPED7CAYykkT_fplv6roG6Nzus0A1FfXX-81o5pMo/s4000/20230805_171316~2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4SSNIVl6jy3DIYuGhsJOvXdbQgdZKnmhtRIQp38mq2DTad9AmzSiuaxxtjmC4VBYwanTaBOqRqhfxMnDhflxvHkWZV76r8Fazm0ODmn9odr3iig4q7w9MgAyGioSyO2Z8DoLbYtaOFtxODaiLe1bPED7CAYykkT_fplv6roG6Nzus0A1FfXX-81o5pMo/w640-h360/20230805_171316~2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cincão, partiu puteiro!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><span style="font-size: large;"> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHU3eBt87H4Xe-EHN9a4wt5QXSv0QiPfw9fK8s8VHCxP7Py-_0ylQIHWUHZeAxNafM-jJ5w6FmylQGXajZbMNWkMQB5VwJxOmi91ENkiYRrkI7Kdy0v5DxOgyurKLXKIh5L6l3TeVbyhHW6uSS38uzZv4e6_eei01qp67vJOTd_1iQKdfJmwcuVVa_VbY/s687/Screenshot_20230805-231639_Strava.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="477" data-original-width="687" height="444" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHU3eBt87H4Xe-EHN9a4wt5QXSv0QiPfw9fK8s8VHCxP7Py-_0ylQIHWUHZeAxNafM-jJ5w6FmylQGXajZbMNWkMQB5VwJxOmi91ENkiYRrkI7Kdy0v5DxOgyurKLXKIh5L6l3TeVbyhHW6uSS38uzZv4e6_eei01qp67vJOTd_1iQKdfJmwcuVVa_VbY/w640-h444/Screenshot_20230805-231639_Strava.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">O Grande percurso. </td></tr></tbody></table></span></p>Kusmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833187093894326358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8894322452281560499.post-67031633069780095562023-07-16T01:18:00.001-03:002023-07-16T01:18:37.667-03:00Pedal 15-07-2023 São Miguel, Pulador, Horto Florestal, Pulador, São Miguel. <p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheEee1NBsNEso5897b6NKBkT7eYXfbW-u6oCSrR37nc2IkhG8lpUqzsmQbDghTUPiZycWiJHz8T-tD0nDYHD-ib96gyhFPLzlHUNsKb74rJcpVwsFrPzIAuRDfZWZztXDnwtssudzuSFoITEm8KSo9_BwM5SqKL1KmTRTEg3RHexMeHkNO5sFh-_nMk18/s3906/20230715_163804~2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2197" data-original-width="3906" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheEee1NBsNEso5897b6NKBkT7eYXfbW-u6oCSrR37nc2IkhG8lpUqzsmQbDghTUPiZycWiJHz8T-tD0nDYHD-ib96gyhFPLzlHUNsKb74rJcpVwsFrPzIAuRDfZWZztXDnwtssudzuSFoITEm8KSo9_BwM5SqKL1KmTRTEg3RHexMeHkNO5sFh-_nMk18/w640-h360/20230715_163804~2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Próximo ao Ponto da Traíra.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /> <span style="font-size: large;"> Depois de 35 dias sem pedalar, aproveitando uma trégua da chuva, uma tentativa de fazer alguma distância. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"> O percurso não poderia ser outro, o mais fácil, um bate e volta até o Cruzamento do Triângulo, mas logo que entrei nos limites de Santo Antônio do Planalto, a estrada estava impraticável, obras de recuperação, simplesmente abandonadas, barro, valetas e pilhas de pedras, tão ruim que abortei e retornei no Horto Florestal da Semeato.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"> No início estava 17°C, agora estava 14°C, com sensação térmica abaixo de 10°C com o vento frio e o sol que parecia lâmpada de geladeira. </span></p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO_UEtK_DZSeb_9pRQ-JcZ4JMPOx9XJPl1lgLzGPiCHUmFzaxHKVWZtEp90jxstX-Zt1m-9o0X55BfIKZu4o8JnYawx5FepY226rU1n5uo1qJvO7lUlnjCNR2ApwwoO7JnfYvp303L3fwKwJVWGu74kYABP87VWYVc-N4WP9S27UEDtwb4KXveCbZgC78/s2399/20230715_163808~2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1347" data-original-width="2399" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO_UEtK_DZSeb_9pRQ-JcZ4JMPOx9XJPl1lgLzGPiCHUmFzaxHKVWZtEp90jxstX-Zt1m-9o0X55BfIKZu4o8JnYawx5FepY226rU1n5uo1qJvO7lUlnjCNR2ApwwoO7JnfYvp303L3fwKwJVWGu74kYABP87VWYVc-N4WP9S27UEDtwb4KXveCbZgC78/w640-h360/20230715_163808~2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Próximo ao Ponto da Traíra. </td></tr></tbody></table> <span style="font-size: large;"> Na última subida, na "Cidade de Deus" (Morada do Sol), aquilo que todo bicicletero experiente conhece, negociar com as cãibras para elas não virem de forma violenta.</span></p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ5k-fCcQ_rmAAzJdz0mwJ2UMbNfM0UEaMPdmUZTMCjBHW8SL83LAmQ_e_qj-wjEoAIe5iAUjYnvEWcdeWt0LL2mcjDJ1eevc4wXLZ_bcgbZ8Su8_58B8tcU-z6_BkH-lSAQWq9rCMBtT84nLK_hktHCp5wbWWzixu3qIx7Krnx1VzFlJZ8NpH9dly/s4000/20230513_151322~2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ5k-fCcQ_rmAAzJdz0mwJ2UMbNfM0UEaMPdmUZTMCjBHW8SL83LAmQ_e_qj-wjEoAIe5iAUjYnvEWcdeWt0LL2mcjDJ1eevc4wXLZ_bcgbZ8Su8_58B8tcU-z6_BkH-lSAQWq9rCMBtT84nLK_hktHCp5wbWWzixu3qIx7Krnx1VzFlJZ8NpH9dly/w640-h360/20230513_151322~2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">São Miguel.</td></tr></tbody></table> <span style="font-size: large;"> Aproveitando o sol, e a temperatura amena, abaixo de 20°C, mais um pedal sem compromisso, já que o condicionado está uma vergonha...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"> E para "minha alegria", assim que acabou o asfalto, obras de "melhorias, que nada mais é que jogar pedras e fingir que foram compactadas, uma desgraça, que vai da igreja de São Miguel até a Chácara Notre Dame, recomendo não pedalar por ali nos próximos dias, risco de quedas ou cortes nos pneus.</span></p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPiwu01PeRTXUVlIl3_Li22oHwRMl2xzc1eTNhDHYr1AiEpKQiqDY5tuwxNcF0xEihSLgj70dzvP0ytEMNZ0WAXiivk6prd7ir0HGrdWMSx8Zg6OCsOpRQEnH7ACzB2K0F4zxhYZmS8a7rrBVaoE7ZqrPJngcweS92RCTAuXYlEfJfsTtaDjIX6ess/s4000/20230513_161030~2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPiwu01PeRTXUVlIl3_Li22oHwRMl2xzc1eTNhDHYr1AiEpKQiqDY5tuwxNcF0xEihSLgj70dzvP0ytEMNZ0WAXiivk6prd7ir0HGrdWMSx8Zg6OCsOpRQEnH7ACzB2K0F4zxhYZmS8a7rrBVaoE7ZqrPJngcweS92RCTAuXYlEfJfsTtaDjIX6ess/w640-h360/20230513_161030~2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador.</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: large;"> Diante disso, resolvi mudar o percurso, e retornar via Santo Antão, com a estrada em condições melhores. </span></p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='490' height='396' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy_ultojfgtCo5m7WhvG4vKA_4DlN5tDhsBJU5BfiCiZDR95ILkYb98GBnUGjabhWKXW0Ej2Uc7J_UvHQwVEg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /> <p></p>Kusmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833187093894326358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8894322452281560499.post-72548665336824701822023-05-15T01:08:00.001-03:002023-05-15T01:08:34.813-03:00Pedal 24-04-2023 São Miguel, Santa Gema, Encruzilhada Müller, Pulador, São Miguel. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0wPUGUDhcTEWzKBN-kQaHGCRCJf9MitO4e_gsccymTvkkwpxtha6BljLJUJ4zuEhX0vQ2tpWUuh1clYGoZNb_z4ZDZx53i6kS4e34sg9EhyWMebtLS17eyrHUj-3kJuYOpA8M4wrpQDTmQQxwi6rZ721QsdPh3_SHYK1MC7j1BFSfEZC7YgpIRDD9/s4000/20230424_155042~2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; 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text-align: center;"><br /></div><p><span style="font-size: large;"> <a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/4dVnBb8sHu9QxrR29" target="_blank">Todas as fotos, clique aqui:</a></span></p>Kusmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833187093894326358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8894322452281560499.post-64595792944922953492023-04-13T19:23:00.001-03:002023-04-13T19:23:24.172-03:00Pedal 11-04-2023 São Miguel, Pulador, Cruzamento do Triângulo, Pulador, São Miguel.<p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2qrZzrghWHNmE9U0_F3rA_7UmQPZGDVcVyNSS7Ws7qWqr81JCVW6GALHV1_2RGe_RUtvRIk4ffHtLZQijfpS8ZNdLfWM-tuZYE8MSA80PvcyE6WepYUYzTQRyFhtmabhDrHiuTprtqJIivnxq-m2ilCGaJ6d3kj98KCn8putZZkhbirvFBrE2Hvwi/s3471/20230411_164025~4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1948" data-original-width="3471" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2qrZzrghWHNmE9U0_F3rA_7UmQPZGDVcVyNSS7Ws7qWqr81JCVW6GALHV1_2RGe_RUtvRIk4ffHtLZQijfpS8ZNdLfWM-tuZYE8MSA80PvcyE6WepYUYzTQRyFhtmabhDrHiuTprtqJIivnxq-m2ilCGaJ6d3kj98KCn8putZZkhbirvFBrE2Hvwi/w640-h360/20230411_164025~4.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Estância Nova </td></tr></tbody></table> Numa tarde sonolenta e desmotivadora, e ainda com o pé lascado, literalmente, arrisquei ir pedalar...</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggnB8jx_TquoCtC7_FPQc7tk4hPjgmVbqvwOefp5i6X_0BI1CU0Q8OC7GYMDYFWe9Zaq2kfDVc7TN5C2osuNNkAIdJ2hB_1XeyDFFXmHOMMI--MNhwd8dWdmhw-T5eOTTx3JFo48JHNaI_s5R6ofRdfdDIEQbywrfGkFE-M6aXIBtwKYw1R-k7DzcN/s4000/20230401_170736~2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggnB8jx_TquoCtC7_FPQc7tk4hPjgmVbqvwOefp5i6X_0BI1CU0Q8OC7GYMDYFWe9Zaq2kfDVc7TN5C2osuNNkAIdJ2hB_1XeyDFFXmHOMMI--MNhwd8dWdmhw-T5eOTTx3JFo48JHNaI_s5R6ofRdfdDIEQbywrfGkFE-M6aXIBtwKYw1R-k7DzcN/w640-h360/20230401_170736~2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table> Depois da tradicional volta pelos Eucaliptos em Pulador, fui pros lados da Encruzilhada Müller, dali até o Bom Recreio o pedal nunca rende, mas agora com o empedramento está horrível, até nas decidas a bicicleta não anda.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCgWjgW2hcDRRdATIQiEAkFHuh5ZcD3ze_9RBXFT-HS3Z6X7W0YUE3mU4jAyCn9zGhWcfSdJGKRus_9GneybAuq1AM5SwnN1xpEBaWWV_9ntgGKO73YScSnAuwgZB-A-A_kI16SjpbosqmYV1rBM8VyFJoGaHNHOXvtVgHRyXfBFXfYmmsEZWjSP6_/s4000/20230401_162839~2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCgWjgW2hcDRRdATIQiEAkFHuh5ZcD3ze_9RBXFT-HS3Z6X7W0YUE3mU4jAyCn9zGhWcfSdJGKRus_9GneybAuq1AM5SwnN1xpEBaWWV_9ntgGKO73YScSnAuwgZB-A-A_kI16SjpbosqmYV1rBM8VyFJoGaHNHOXvtVgHRyXfBFXfYmmsEZWjSP6_/w640-h360/20230401_162839~2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador </td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHi7Fx8WbWCcZVJgkcXZPwRrJB_K3S4EoyC6H9OLfzwR8HpnRgCJ6bt6wH05AXkeB5aRNWS8e9zSEr-g5g162SpvzopaRcOp7CPdGsALU2tmce-TFYDXGlQa6lVS0FPQTbUNqagDSyVIXjIZuhfCIZcAHaFb7RlPQnYa0brWYPwH8ek2Kmf_lc1j55/s3057/20230401_174931~2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1717" data-original-width="3057" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHi7Fx8WbWCcZVJgkcXZPwRrJB_K3S4EoyC6H9OLfzwR8HpnRgCJ6bt6wH05AXkeB5aRNWS8e9zSEr-g5g162SpvzopaRcOp7CPdGsALU2tmce-TFYDXGlQa6lVS0FPQTbUNqagDSyVIXjIZuhfCIZcAHaFb7RlPQnYa0brWYPwH8ek2Kmf_lc1j55/w640-h360/20230401_174931~2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Próximo ao Ponto da Traíra </td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9akNaGGX4Y3AksXJhi8bU1SP4CWen7UmvUD-b4cEpiSOtoYJexE2JJ15077c5bSqcA2mseYuzAuNpQFgOy3bDMM5a6Ws3QidOl6GWqFJwxAcv_-cES5gsRTxJt2wjPESCa3Itr7NVjWA8bKDbexkSJsEO_aoUtGTjDEKJUvYlojrLzWpdE7JPRsJk/s2489/20230401_161522~2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2489" data-original-width="1400" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9akNaGGX4Y3AksXJhi8bU1SP4CWen7UmvUD-b4cEpiSOtoYJexE2JJ15077c5bSqcA2mseYuzAuNpQFgOy3bDMM5a6Ws3QidOl6GWqFJwxAcv_-cES5gsRTxJt2wjPESCa3Itr7NVjWA8bKDbexkSJsEO_aoUtGTjDEKJUvYlojrLzWpdE7JPRsJk/w360-h640/20230401_161522~2.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='529' height='439' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxGUueohJqau7utCQMNV4Sv2h_9FXHuXuzYgcl1EcyD0DOnri-in-2JFiT83rNgonp154t3q2Puqn2FxfqqkQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div><div><p> Foram 7'14" parado.</p></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiATZzmlX7rMv7Ai-Pl0wxlAYWrCGDe-qgSjE9K6Cn449t52G_Pi_Tq8NdLI9nrXSCdkdzgViYJKDvf5LMZVqHIY9onXFgbyctFUh8Gpr_6YrI6sv7e-Fga1h33HWIAjZT1NpZRMRJXDPWdCQGlrC8L-42GeB76mtWHzsbvoFhLqMZuShhYgQ6dHAVJ/s4000/20230327_164633~2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiATZzmlX7rMv7Ai-Pl0wxlAYWrCGDe-qgSjE9K6Cn449t52G_Pi_Tq8NdLI9nrXSCdkdzgViYJKDvf5LMZVqHIY9onXFgbyctFUh8Gpr_6YrI6sv7e-Fga1h33HWIAjZT1NpZRMRJXDPWdCQGlrC8L-42GeB76mtWHzsbvoFhLqMZuShhYgQ6dHAVJ/w640-h360/20230327_164633~2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Subida para Pulador.</td></tr></tbody></table> Depois de uma semana de chuvas a qualquer momento, uma segunda feira com a cara da nova estação, céu azul, temperatura a 30°C, mas com sensação térmica bem abaixo disso.<p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2YKwrpWXiyINQnCUAalB4HnNE8ze3l_w5QWnCxDqRXDCvkIXzvfjhpxvU5WxpqhGFNxTy9cqqx7nQhPmjLy-hEJjwBu-XlN2XksPQibylvNxM3SasDKYOeHgzDm4W0rAWCAMbxKlQE4XCUtR0Jxx0TkKQMdefEGd59C1o5MtgCoGybugcZq5-tolX/s1007/IMG_20230328_223450_757~2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1007" data-original-width="720" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2YKwrpWXiyINQnCUAalB4HnNE8ze3l_w5QWnCxDqRXDCvkIXzvfjhpxvU5WxpqhGFNxTy9cqqx7nQhPmjLy-hEJjwBu-XlN2XksPQibylvNxM3SasDKYOeHgzDm4W0rAWCAMbxKlQE4XCUtR0Jxx0TkKQMdefEGd59C1o5MtgCoGybugcZq5-tolX/w458-h640/IMG_20230328_223450_757~2.jpg" width="458" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table> O pedal rendia bem, mesmo com um vento contra, indiferente se você estava "índio ou víndio"</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE14TkYQs6RoLnHYdQIwNZLoiPeqT6oyBq4r5KIoxb-iDeJo4ukDudv9ZL58g120GCyTGy4HEzkBbI6tKsuKhh9ZVE415pqeIXftMS_YT8ITc19nI74_oiLtdUFKDjvv4XdXIJFoMLHAOaNFK-eYhmpLMs9eSJQBBXXzfrPisNyMZBybEUBQyt3vLQ/s4000/20230318_164848~2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE14TkYQs6RoLnHYdQIwNZLoiPeqT6oyBq4r5KIoxb-iDeJo4ukDudv9ZL58g120GCyTGy4HEzkBbI6tKsuKhh9ZVE415pqeIXftMS_YT8ITc19nI74_oiLtdUFKDjvv4XdXIJFoMLHAOaNFK-eYhmpLMs9eSJQBBXXzfrPisNyMZBybEUBQyt3vLQ/w640-h360/20230318_164848~2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador, visto da BR-285.</td></tr></tbody></table> Ainda me recuperando de uma fratura de calcânio, onde não posso caminhar, e nem em sonho correr, mas graças à tecnologia dos solados extremamente rígidos das sapatilhas, pedalar já está liberado.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf3rHZovitJWMYsKu0MCVS5DIqNzX5ngrx7LaFTpD7AD0V3RMB-N7QKNvtyFMyx5F1sFzQ_D1gTu72lVFB3nofnagbp32snP35QcO3qqSbg8NmQ4vsmSK67qMNawFxju3lccuI8xWQY5jCF4nO6DdVquFeSreieseX85sdqyqdl2jY1LL6ptASdhce/s4000/20230318_171936~2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf3rHZovitJWMYsKu0MCVS5DIqNzX5ngrx7LaFTpD7AD0V3RMB-N7QKNvtyFMyx5F1sFzQ_D1gTu72lVFB3nofnagbp32snP35QcO3qqSbg8NmQ4vsmSK67qMNawFxju3lccuI8xWQY5jCF4nO6DdVquFeSreieseX85sdqyqdl2jY1LL6ptASdhce/w640-h360/20230318_171936~2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador.</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0WZg8h4-rnjmUkN-yo89Znuou9zL0-SEOV3U4Hmme9hbdcm93EUN7rYYvWS-GhN1MCB6lU8fIW49wZa0DuJVeVdIsaJkThHHCov69wcddPV_CX_h_qsS9s6euGDXHp3hnbNcSstyQ64bDvcKzALdY8SK52whtWTpQqsjSFDIbBGz5Mp2An3dhDl23/s2389/20230318_162827~2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2389" data-original-width="1343" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0WZg8h4-rnjmUkN-yo89Znuou9zL0-SEOV3U4Hmme9hbdcm93EUN7rYYvWS-GhN1MCB6lU8fIW49wZa0DuJVeVdIsaJkThHHCov69wcddPV_CX_h_qsS9s6euGDXHp3hnbNcSstyQ64bDvcKzALdY8SK52whtWTpQqsjSFDIbBGz5Mp2An3dhDl23/w360-h640/20230318_162827~2.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eucaliptos em Pulador. </td></tr></tbody></table> Foram 44km, com 13'40" parado.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6r9y_gz3m6DNGNaTfrtEgwdNBBP0dx6Av9VQ_YGFhDY7hNrabgThuyXaleCuUsyQ3jSKNl3c0z2X_2A_vdsHLDmEZgnKyFQJHCMQRzTo4D3wqS-yKtZi7GRHj4qE8rDbx6WmweumDVN8viBroSechjvh6MvpYReB4Q4jO0mdLxI8kwZ1qzeTrF1qv/s720/Screenshot_20230318-212948_Chrome.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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São Miguel, Pulador, BR-285, Pulador, São Miguel.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilQwTb3og8B0gfCkDJeMNra6bQAZFwRv6sDKrrFfxcrZIlkOtogGfjzSERhcTBAfNmkTlBA2_9jruXws_n06EdOodA4aiJSqazTJpluxdCotO0Cm0cnaufaBXtZwsatmoJdxHNbnZ9Ctvm7M766IQVDt6ggYplJ_P11-5mOc3xLyVlC5tthMqk2MRC/s4000/20221217_191242~2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilQwTb3og8B0gfCkDJeMNra6bQAZFwRv6sDKrrFfxcrZIlkOtogGfjzSERhcTBAfNmkTlBA2_9jruXws_n06EdOodA4aiJSqazTJpluxdCotO0Cm0cnaufaBXtZwsatmoJdxHNbnZ9Ctvm7M766IQVDt6ggYplJ_P11-5mOc3xLyVlC5tthMqk2MRC/w640-h360/20221217_191242~2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table> Pedal começou tenebroso, logo que sai de casa, um acidente de trânsito envolvendo uma bicicleta, seu condutor desmaiado no meio da via, em meio a uma poça de sangue, sendo socorrido por populares. <div> Mais a frente, próximo a Curva dos Pinheiros, fui atacado por uma abelha, uma ferroada extremamente dolorida no braço direito.</div><div> Ao chegar a BR-285 e iniciar o retorno, um vento forte, sempre contra", me acompanhou em todo o percurso de volta, me levando a um esforço absurdo, e a média que era pra ficar nos 20km/h, acabou ficando nos 19km/h, de consolo, foi um pedal sem paradas.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZUrrEjIP4g7ipgg16TWX-0IQLnGbIzoMLgyyhycE60TZ0p5AQrZvhbEzzX2wpmRtSbeYdOtoGGkIRzRezfrJnQOMmxnp-Ls06zmsrpbTzcJX_dqHW3VhYbQjwF8fSYsZRCJn1IBiwmhEVGux6dwGuVeEt76IPfq2q5J1u6xQAu0e6tuHEM6fplV5o/s1280/IMG_1661820624870.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1280" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZUrrEjIP4g7ipgg16TWX-0IQLnGbIzoMLgyyhycE60TZ0p5AQrZvhbEzzX2wpmRtSbeYdOtoGGkIRzRezfrJnQOMmxnp-Ls06zmsrpbTzcJX_dqHW3VhYbQjwF8fSYsZRCJn1IBiwmhEVGux6dwGuVeEt76IPfq2q5J1u6xQAu0e6tuHEM6fplV5o/w640-h360/IMG_1661820624870.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Descida com desnível. </td></tr></tbody></table> <iframe height="480" src="https://www.google.com/maps/d/embed?mid=1zZTW5UhvKHJaiy8Tu1jh0bfdoy-FsCc&ehbc=2E312F" width="640"></iframe><div><p> Entre Encruzilhada Müller e Santa Terezinha a estrada está com muitas pedras, sem riscos, mas impossível desenvolver boas velocidades. </p><p> No Bom Recreio passei por um grupo grande de ciclistas parado em frente a bodega, e mais alguns avulsos até chegar novamente na Chácara Notre Dame. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaD1P4koJp5dgiDtXB9f42J1ddcULlZXjwf2hia_IkpqQFa7aQay2QYJ7G1fOaR-Ed42p30WUaeeSqdG1Wq0mEL8OxeMhfs1P3ir-I0Ux-Yvzh2iCewau5uxlH6nia3kLKez7LET8yr6epUaIZy_QMi0_aw8FTgHtPz392K4JUaZkDpeSDDT74-sae/s4320/SAM_0013~2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2432" data-original-width="4320" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaD1P4koJp5dgiDtXB9f42J1ddcULlZXjwf2hia_IkpqQFa7aQay2QYJ7G1fOaR-Ed42p30WUaeeSqdG1Wq0mEL8OxeMhfs1P3ir-I0Ux-Yvzh2iCewau5uxlH6nia3kLKez7LET8yr6epUaIZy_QMi0_aw8FTgHtPz392K4JUaZkDpeSDDT74-sae/w640-h360/SAM_0013~2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador. </td></tr></tbody></table> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='543' height='451' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyDp-mlfky5TjUIp-0ZzDPNvcrhpAlaVgtFNQftLOPBqJYmPwxjwqsp96PPUiOz5WIlESbZ7gYRYN2Wlft-GA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJZfv5LnRzoJ8rYQ0-a5l6-PRY8WO4plUAxrI9B3Fy9RK-QZ12yE5jpEgV8BlMC9iNUqDTN1wgUaZQG9v564VUyy1-hFXZ2t2Hhyd7yMF2XJNAiHRG2jlFco8aDzWnbdoZco8aroCgNfnRSXS-byJbNr0Ze8DmIxhSlrfg8ZEaQ5PHiuMyUyRU8hw_/s720/Screenshot_20220829-224630_Chrome~2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="680" data-original-width="720" height="604" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJZfv5LnRzoJ8rYQ0-a5l6-PRY8WO4plUAxrI9B3Fy9RK-QZ12yE5jpEgV8BlMC9iNUqDTN1wgUaZQG9v564VUyy1-hFXZ2t2Hhyd7yMF2XJNAiHRG2jlFco8aDzWnbdoZco8aroCgNfnRSXS-byJbNr0Ze8DmIxhSlrfg8ZEaQ5PHiuMyUyRU8hw_/w640-h604/Screenshot_20220829-224630_Chrome~2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div> No final foram 42 segundos parado esperando a vez para cruzar a RS-324 na ida e na volta, com uma velocidade média um pouco frustrante, ou não, se considerar que o condicionado está péssimo. </div>Kusmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833187093894326358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8894322452281560499.post-78267939908368908282022-08-16T02:58:00.000-03:002022-08-16T02:59:26.731-03:00Pedal 13-08-2022. São Miguel, Pulador, Cruzamento do Triângulo, Pulador, São Miguel. <p> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLzOIQz1f4Pwlwb_32SJ2MCnSv03y-1eOHGFSfNDe_RzOEEJka8Wn0-C8XO5XT_OTi3QEOfrr0RFZUbh_ImTdRKj-iEfa7nXen2sSYl0HmjOQ28GlFDvSL5wee1OoXBvKL0jQur0sYJiMJ8Xnd-v65q5E9IfeB13Cj1izL3Vb5bu5q29k7FuKY2e7x/s4320/SAM_0002~2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2432" data-original-width="4320" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLzOIQz1f4Pwlwb_32SJ2MCnSv03y-1eOHGFSfNDe_RzOEEJka8Wn0-C8XO5XT_OTi3QEOfrr0RFZUbh_ImTdRKj-iEfa7nXen2sSYl0HmjOQ28GlFDvSL5wee1OoXBvKL0jQur0sYJiMJ8Xnd-v65q5E9IfeB13Cj1izL3Vb5bu5q29k7FuKY2e7x/w640-h360/SAM_0002~2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Estância Nova </td></tr></tbody></table></p><p> Depois de 8 meses sem pedalar, me dedicado exclusivamente as corridas, resolvi aproveitar o calor de 19°C e tirar, melhor, colocar mais poeira na bike. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfWW2jrwTLGo74CRwYdBY36trQgom-u6Qb6z6dMn-Z0vPXhzXjP-oeVHcVV3rvyuXTJGs6K9ngN48ZF6b0Q2eVS8qFYIZ-E5MhZPZMcFLXOC2Zktj9WNlkXSWOHIn4J2iMYrFsQ6-BxtdQP5yFliZubi9Rl44oWjhfI3yW0fb771ulnn9KmXhWblyU/s3919/SAM_0006~2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3919" data-original-width="2203" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfWW2jrwTLGo74CRwYdBY36trQgom-u6Qb6z6dMn-Z0vPXhzXjP-oeVHcVV3rvyuXTJGs6K9ngN48ZF6b0Q2eVS8qFYIZ-E5MhZPZMcFLXOC2Zktj9WNlkXSWOHIn4J2iMYrFsQ6-BxtdQP5yFliZubi9Rl44oWjhfI3yW0fb771ulnn9KmXhWblyU/w360-h640/SAM_0006~2.JPG" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nem sujou...</td></tr></tbody></table><div> Cheguei no Cruzamento do Triângulo com 23.3km/h de média, o ritmo estava ótimo, a questão era quanto dessa média seria perdida no retorno, já que o corpinho já dava sinais de cansaço, e o trecho da volta não é tão favorável como da ida. </div><div> Retornei como "bike vassoura", passando a régua, não encontrei mais ninguém, a média da volta ficou em 20.9km/h, fechando a média geral em 22.1km/h, o que foi muito além do esperado, e melhor, sem paradas, clipar em frente de casa, e 2°25'21" depois, desclipar em frente de casa, com as pernas quadradas, caminhando todo "coizado", e ainda tinha 5K para cumprir a cota mínima de corrida. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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A bike está no 'prego' há algum tempo,acumulando poeira e de pneus murchos...
Neste período tenho me dedicado exclusivamente as corridas, e quem quiser
acompanhar está grande "epopeia", segue os links do meu
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Kusmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833187093894326358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8894322452281560499.post-88857794867747378882021-12-05T21:45:00.000-03:002021-12-05T21:45:09.243-03:00Pedal 04-12-2021. São Miguel, Pulador, Cruzamento do Triângulo, Pulador, são Miguel.<p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHxuCZ8JflP4wI3ee-ylXNfz_Y1tV6ha8OkMlOpcSPEuc5wh3Stey8sEe8cFzsOWggiWJCnoA2g7VkYa4ULAUX7k_AeRfv1L-1EXR9JWGWlV7wP-OdDklvrMv9gjipeXgeZOXwcbc-0x4/s4192/SAM_0002%257E2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2360" data-original-width="4192" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHxuCZ8JflP4wI3ee-ylXNfz_Y1tV6ha8OkMlOpcSPEuc5wh3Stey8sEe8cFzsOWggiWJCnoA2g7VkYa4ULAUX7k_AeRfv1L-1EXR9JWGWlV7wP-OdDklvrMv9gjipeXgeZOXwcbc-0x4/w640-h360/SAM_0002%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">São Miguel / Pinheiro Torto.</td></tr></tbody></table> <span style="font-size: large;"> E o pedal mal começou, cem metros de estrada de chão, e o pneu furou, só alegria...</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"> Depois de 30 minutos perdidos, o pedal segue xôxo, já que o objetivo era não parar.</span></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWCJof1rUNtKJDlDjFoO_qfL4m8WOoRDUommbzuasu6gRTfZ10DNMqOPOXTEWIufpLUE72ypR3tHlf01UehMdyDgnuij2TvRrOuDfl0WBRsCwSoc0g-kwO91KDD_Wiyq4SVTlSbUHbGis/s4071/SAM_0005%257E2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2292" data-original-width="4071" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWCJof1rUNtKJDlDjFoO_qfL4m8WOoRDUommbzuasu6gRTfZ10DNMqOPOXTEWIufpLUE72ypR3tHlf01UehMdyDgnuij2TvRrOuDfl0WBRsCwSoc0g-kwO91KDD_Wiyq4SVTlSbUHbGis/w640-h360/SAM_0005%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Horto Florestal Semeato.</td></tr></tbody></table> <span style="font-size: large;">Quando estava chegando no Cruzamento do Triângulo, um Graxaim corria na estrada logo a minha frente em alta velocidade, tentei acompanha-lo, mas lógico que seria impossível.</span><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHa2YD2ogqhRSrvTJwBm3RDO1rlG0PY2JZlMWTWFlB7JXLckPmm_lZ0Kb6HjD6iQs4Wyf4bx8GR_UyHvnlKSP_HdgNaLp8GsEQn3aiDLPBpPtmUu-h5j1GhzKEYAzVwgSQJw3MPsTw6-A/s640/whatsapp-image-2020-04-13-at-19.23.45.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="502" data-original-width="640" height="502" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHa2YD2ogqhRSrvTJwBm3RDO1rlG0PY2JZlMWTWFlB7JXLckPmm_lZ0Kb6HjD6iQs4Wyf4bx8GR_UyHvnlKSP_HdgNaLp8GsEQn3aiDLPBpPtmUu-h5j1GhzKEYAzVwgSQJw3MPsTw6-A/w640-h502/whatsapp-image-2020-04-13-at-19.23.45.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Graxaim. Imagem internet.</td></tr></tbody></table> No retorno, como de costume aos sábados, cruzei por um grupo de biker's de Carazinho.</div><div> Foram exatamente 30'04" parado no pneu furado, distância percorrida de 53.3 km, a uma velocidade média de 21.1km/h.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjUenJIYXeJq6kBXM0ClLtA2dB34E4-nwEM_mZez4RKEuJ4yHIo6SokEnIQdzFLkq2UOqMVy-phmYC4fWZIdZMroMrOpafWO7spD_xEGPtgm7T_klbnpTP4g5dhASE8q94aKIFVIMTtfY/s720/Screenshot_20211204-215117%257E01.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="720" height="466" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjUenJIYXeJq6kBXM0ClLtA2dB34E4-nwEM_mZez4RKEuJ4yHIo6SokEnIQdzFLkq2UOqMVy-phmYC4fWZIdZMroMrOpafWO7spD_xEGPtgm7T_klbnpTP4g5dhASE8q94aKIFVIMTtfY/w640-h466/Screenshot_20211204-215117%257E01.png" width="640" /></a></div><p></p></div>Kusmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833187093894326358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8894322452281560499.post-59477176499068242392021-07-25T02:25:00.003-03:002021-07-25T02:34:56.763-03:00Pedal 24-07-2021 São Miguel, Pulador, Cruzamento do Triângulo, Pulador, São Miguel.<p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcEoVI02pUkFd06g3i90U41Xv6NLRrxwRMlhnUqyDKaKTYfo-NCaSwcD_wDUVVMZIjYljhxmvX-AFrMiRzVxCLUKuGiGN0G7eE_A2xoJ7gxbyWWl4L800Ts-cuMCaWX1d_kBlz6yCiBkA/s4192/SAM_0002%257E2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2360" data-original-width="4192" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcEoVI02pUkFd06g3i90U41Xv6NLRrxwRMlhnUqyDKaKTYfo-NCaSwcD_wDUVVMZIjYljhxmvX-AFrMiRzVxCLUKuGiGN0G7eE_A2xoJ7gxbyWWl4L800Ts-cuMCaWX1d_kBlz6yCiBkA/w640-h360/SAM_0002%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador.</td></tr></tbody></table> Sobre os efeitos colaterais da Astrazeneca, febre e muita dor muscular, um pedal fácil e rápido, ou seja, mais do mesmo do sábado passado, com uma grande diferença, hoje estava calor.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigNeFcFg_0ehEg5mekYseEdEujzG87JMz86ZJsyf9CjNJLQzUmvebegCj-oxJaHHkwLZSQJ2fzpomBE22L6JMIYyc40Q_yAGbROJOIXAerrBkGtEjpBcBrKQJjDu2FlUJZ7HhD4GOljyU/s3727/SAM_0004%257E2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2098" data-original-width="3727" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigNeFcFg_0ehEg5mekYseEdEujzG87JMz86ZJsyf9CjNJLQzUmvebegCj-oxJaHHkwLZSQJ2fzpomBE22L6JMIYyc40Q_yAGbROJOIXAerrBkGtEjpBcBrKQJjDu2FlUJZ7HhD4GOljyU/w640-h360/SAM_0004%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador</td></tr></tbody></table><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"> <span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;"> O ritmo ia bem, mas um pneu furado bem no 'centro' de Pulador, ai a possibilidade de um bom tempo se foi...</span></span></td></tr></tbody></table><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgCROMHi46xYhRd75_jrFbfN-K13VhPBAYhkg3DHwb-zS0_L8oCCr4J2BKFi2WsxHQXnVCCCSq-W17tLIhMq81Ukv7OMHE3qtJM05EHDgAsrVcCPEniDoPxMvOkfnEndxuJfzyxhR_jwU/s3860/SAM_0003%257E2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3860" data-original-width="2173" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgCROMHi46xYhRd75_jrFbfN-K13VhPBAYhkg3DHwb-zS0_L8oCCr4J2BKFi2WsxHQXnVCCCSq-W17tLIhMq81Ukv7OMHE3qtJM05EHDgAsrVcCPEniDoPxMvOkfnEndxuJfzyxhR_jwU/w360-h640/SAM_0003%257E2.JPG" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador.</td></tr></tbody></table> Encontrei vários biker's pelo caminho, tato de Passo Fundo como de Carazinho.<br /><p> Devido ao pneu, foram 21'36" parado, e a "aquisição" de alguns estalos a serem identificados.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc_8X_Sh-9dXndJ8IhuFxp-n3pN-ejeNKdDUbjXU2JKjlT7hDPDG0d5DmZeb3aTqfv9XALXrTV5DE9Wj2l5FCgNNbvVpWTd9rfNyEj3QDlU0cPg-R-D3CObDLfiqQzZs3xhxKAVtR5QCk/s720/Screenshot_20210724-173811%257E01.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="720" height="568" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc_8X_Sh-9dXndJ8IhuFxp-n3pN-ejeNKdDUbjXU2JKjlT7hDPDG0d5DmZeb3aTqfv9XALXrTV5DE9Wj2l5FCgNNbvVpWTd9rfNyEj3QDlU0cPg-R-D3CObDLfiqQzZs3xhxKAVtR5QCk/w640-h568/Screenshot_20210724-173811%257E01.png" width="640" /></a></div></div></div>Kusmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833187093894326358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8894322452281560499.post-78650052856740795292021-07-19T02:58:00.001-03:002021-07-25T01:38:13.564-03:00Pedal 17-07-2021 São Miguel, Pulador, Cruzamento do Triângulo, Pulador, São Miguel.<p><span></span></p><a name='more'></a><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrOu0YWTcdlzHLzO0g5Bl-6OwSDEiJqW0ECXACHW7VQGV1SKUY-U8og4g5xtgY5b2t7OposP0H_05Q5eVaRcKlg3LOk98bCAN95rREKnQ0mh2CmCcHopcuV7MuvY0edoQfWNe2fT5TaCQ/s3280/SAM_0001%257E3.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1845" data-original-width="3280" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrOu0YWTcdlzHLzO0g5Bl-6OwSDEiJqW0ECXACHW7VQGV1SKUY-U8og4g5xtgY5b2t7OposP0H_05Q5eVaRcKlg3LOk98bCAN95rREKnQ0mh2CmCcHopcuV7MuvY0edoQfWNe2fT5TaCQ/w640-h360/SAM_0001%257E3.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Estância Nova.</td></tr></tbody></table> Tarde típica de inverno, termômetro marcando 14°C, mas o sol fraco entre nuvens, e o Minuano soprando forte, sensação térmica é próxima a 0°C<p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXqRw2ohgtx3x2q80BBLlMat4pET8Z1zQ6ss6cTJANRh21Zcbh4oBdYVN3bmTcsXHSA4-y0aNd2LvY1vsw4xlBvhv9yX8Jbhocxkb_LxtDtD1E0Eiem4m2NQUEMvExJRMpfr1f3PHpN8U/s4192/SAM_0009%257E2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2360" data-original-width="4192" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXqRw2ohgtx3x2q80BBLlMat4pET8Z1zQ6ss6cTJANRh21Zcbh4oBdYVN3bmTcsXHSA4-y0aNd2LvY1vsw4xlBvhv9yX8Jbhocxkb_LxtDtD1E0Eiem4m2NQUEMvExJRMpfr1f3PHpN8U/w640-h360/SAM_0009%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Estância Nova.</td></tr></tbody></table> Logo de cara percebi que não seria apenas o frio a me prejudicar, o corpinho não estava correspondendo, e o ritmo seria de mal a pior...<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXMqAaOIAdBR92BtsuCTn5ZUMuR35LFAtr_COC8y9K28qawDZeWnYG3eqyxdXbXfnyBxLV4JLHU4kFY4RHH51cjDILYOYN0RLHst-WFnlJRTobqU_s7twJGNW_Y-CVvhEBXl5htp7zc58/s4192/SAM_0015%257E2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2360" data-original-width="4192" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXMqAaOIAdBR92BtsuCTn5ZUMuR35LFAtr_COC8y9K28qawDZeWnYG3eqyxdXbXfnyBxLV4JLHU4kFY4RHH51cjDILYOYN0RLHst-WFnlJRTobqU_s7twJGNW_Y-CVvhEBXl5htp7zc58/w640-h360/SAM_0015%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador.</td></tr></tbody></table> O vento forte, como sempre, vinha contra, e mesmo num percurso de bate e volta, na virada o vento "virou junto", e continuou contra.<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIhJmH1nonzpj0OAc5kM1qVG7Ux5lwU9aK_H1IQB4LZfMIlCHNe_4yTBz4tkkkMVWqtLRMlM5y22Yw_Kh298BB89Iy5vPCsTdC-XBoXXk792x7oqzbFzRVI3_coRgQ7pdGl6GGBAHz1Rc/s4192/SAM_0005%257E2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2360" data-original-width="4192" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIhJmH1nonzpj0OAc5kM1qVG7Ux5lwU9aK_H1IQB4LZfMIlCHNe_4yTBz4tkkkMVWqtLRMlM5y22Yw_Kh298BB89Iy5vPCsTdC-XBoXXk792x7oqzbFzRVI3_coRgQ7pdGl6GGBAHz1Rc/w640-h360/SAM_0005%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Estância Nova, virada do percurso.</td></tr></tbody></table> Em Estância Nova, cruzei por grupo grande de biker's de Carazinho.<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV-d_b42P6Ej2g8Q5jJUkw9rb0Hmg_KyCfkwy4PsETV2AU__jTcYIPf-xicPIiK32bQKORUIqZjUGgXF-ZViukgzWP8TTaup-j8pZJc_N80TCN5P4Bw6gjxoJQvXpDL-7TzuJFKWHE92s/s3969/SAM_0013%257E2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2234" data-original-width="3969" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV-d_b42P6Ej2g8Q5jJUkw9rb0Hmg_KyCfkwy4PsETV2AU__jTcYIPf-xicPIiK32bQKORUIqZjUGgXF-ZViukgzWP8TTaup-j8pZJc_N80TCN5P4Bw6gjxoJQvXpDL-7TzuJFKWHE92s/w640-h360/SAM_0013%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Estância Nova.</td></tr></tbody></table> No final ainda consegui 20.0 Km/h de média, e sem paradas..<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihY41gr0YaMDbFV1dFj39yJsezgXazZmvceRtzUT1Ln26OHYwJOdxxsr4mHrG2l7E_uyo2xN8H6or3bsamLMJfhXPI9h2YHXehL8VAuQex-ZCgQGO28zcKzHBmFb38i1PCCYqKdj1W-jg/s3867/SAM_0004%257E2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2177" data-original-width="3867" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihY41gr0YaMDbFV1dFj39yJsezgXazZmvceRtzUT1Ln26OHYwJOdxxsr4mHrG2l7E_uyo2xN8H6or3bsamLMJfhXPI9h2YHXehL8VAuQex-ZCgQGO28zcKzHBmFb38i1PCCYqKdj1W-jg/w640-h360/SAM_0004%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Estância Nova.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimZDlCAlfdqWbTaManIG3EojATdBqsj9d6Z0ZBknQxhxuZku0UkuZ7vwVJ2ohnEBqSUyIboFL-gaVmqan6I1k-ECD4hKEAPdrTQhpJAWnbBinySW_KR6ST2Jy2MWug-bVGahKBEyxuY9g/s720/Screenshot_20210719-020916%257E01.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="653" data-original-width="720" height="580" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimZDlCAlfdqWbTaManIG3EojATdBqsj9d6Z0ZBknQxhxuZku0UkuZ7vwVJ2ohnEBqSUyIboFL-gaVmqan6I1k-ECD4hKEAPdrTQhpJAWnbBinySW_KR6ST2Jy2MWug-bVGahKBEyxuY9g/w640-h580/Screenshot_20210719-020916%257E01.png" width="640" /></a></div>Kusmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833187093894326358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8894322452281560499.post-84311019120927741172021-07-19T02:06:00.001-03:002021-07-19T02:06:24.182-03:00Pedal 10-07-2021 Transbrasiliana, Maquinista Maino, Comunidade Fauth, Transbrasiliana.<p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJflIx0ilNQuSpf9AyW4d6olpjxJqG4x6zj28tl2QOKGWP0fbO8q-X9XIbWLv5CCO7irC3TePVfDd-a9yE2Twe3DebmRD1OFqAn6De9UP1x4CKHKza14TQTQJoWgzkvjK2p9HjHxrMI0/s3634/SAM_0010%257E2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="3634" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJflIx0ilNQuSpf9AyW4d6olpjxJqG4x6zj28tl2QOKGWP0fbO8q-X9XIbWLv5CCO7irC3TePVfDd-a9yE2Twe3DebmRD1OFqAn6De9UP1x4CKHKza14TQTQJoWgzkvjK2p9HjHxrMI0/w640-h360/SAM_0010%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Transbrasiliana.</td></tr></tbody></table> Aproveitando um calor fora de época, com temperaturas entre 20 e 24°C, quase verão!</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHa2HeY4vRXGAjcB5owtvE81dsiy8OfKHSNS9H_WwKnQPZw-mFSxKmbdemDbM_mrCdp8ft_4RGTa6PFnT3SiInK9WhvFe00ZJsTZAojCKf4hfIzWY4LKkA3osJTeYIXgJRzvphLmVrVow/s4077/SAM_0018%257E2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2295" data-original-width="4077" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHa2HeY4vRXGAjcB5owtvE81dsiy8OfKHSNS9H_WwKnQPZw-mFSxKmbdemDbM_mrCdp8ft_4RGTa6PFnT3SiInK9WhvFe00ZJsTZAojCKf4hfIzWY4LKkA3osJTeYIXgJRzvphLmVrVow/w640-h360/SAM_0018%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Maquinista Maino.</td></tr></tbody></table> Em Maquinista Maino, uma quantidade maior de brita e pedras soltas, não atrapalhou o rendimento, mas inspirou cuidados.<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqNhOYxmpJL_PVe7nj4VhlCDNVRQsxxkeLYc2n36QrZiTz1uZlaG3Wa7aiACkdEE41z_ajZlp1BfuBcyrh5qBjtwAQDxzfBNGsGQ_-85vl9okZrkOSwYOgtsYfwOk0mxmJ_CGLFJsO47w/s3143/SAM_0015%257E2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3143" data-original-width="2360" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqNhOYxmpJL_PVe7nj4VhlCDNVRQsxxkeLYc2n36QrZiTz1uZlaG3Wa7aiACkdEE41z_ajZlp1BfuBcyrh5qBjtwAQDxzfBNGsGQ_-85vl9okZrkOSwYOgtsYfwOk0mxmJ_CGLFJsO47w/w480-h640/SAM_0015%257E2.JPG" width="480" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Transbrasiliana</td></tr></tbody></table> Na Comunidade Fauth, cruzei com alguns casais de biker's, e um solitário que já havia cruzado em Maquinista Maino.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjljPsXnl8UGH_f3QjPcOXxgAp_hovUW7Qvh2KlHzuA_SGDN0iE_yUMqMB1QDDv-Hzp5QVPeoC8b9YsZtNDP6RywnkRtz6fvGEGkae9J1b64foXqPcEjqz4bZuiO8sed7o_OSiC58NDfcc/s3693/SAM_0011%257E2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2079" data-original-width="3693" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjljPsXnl8UGH_f3QjPcOXxgAp_hovUW7Qvh2KlHzuA_SGDN0iE_yUMqMB1QDDv-Hzp5QVPeoC8b9YsZtNDP6RywnkRtz6fvGEGkae9J1b64foXqPcEjqz4bZuiO8sed7o_OSiC58NDfcc/w640-h360/SAM_0011%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Transbrasiliana.</td></tr></tbody></table> No retorno à Transbrasiliana, a temperatura começa a baixar junto com o sol, e com eles o final do pedal junto com uma ótima velocidade média, 21.7 Km/h, e 56 segundos parado para cruzar a movimentada BR-285.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn3QEiX3oem8qH0VsZq_1HqM6IyaF77KnJiAlM-lTIL9h2I3DmRr9olULxTNTch1pb7fYhBZdS07DtLl8keIYz3WKR_8mr089rEBddn7XUS6hyphenhyphenq7HXrz6KKxCVlz3KDpwF-vjaeoD9Hlc/s710/Screenshot_20210719-013049%257E01.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="652" data-original-width="710" height="588" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn3QEiX3oem8qH0VsZq_1HqM6IyaF77KnJiAlM-lTIL9h2I3DmRr9olULxTNTch1pb7fYhBZdS07DtLl8keIYz3WKR_8mr089rEBddn7XUS6hyphenhyphenq7HXrz6KKxCVlz3KDpwF-vjaeoD9Hlc/w640-h588/Screenshot_20210719-013049%257E01.png" width="640" /></a></div>Kusmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833187093894326358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8894322452281560499.post-86926527934180793572021-07-19T01:25:00.001-03:002021-07-19T01:25:19.935-03:00Pedal 05-07-2021. São Miguel, Pulador, Cruzamento do Triângulo, Pulador, São Miguel.<p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpEMuO_f25SqPzwop0rkdvQxEUE4DGc0XcInZk2gYgKXOAlfMdFx61w_VW3DIB_Ah0llFDIVpt-IbBHqE6d04aFa_hUwROdyqE3kAFZiTyG-ykGJSQnUJe1x-Ja-QVlPbSfnIe89zOz9c/s2964/SAM_0004%257E2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1669" data-original-width="2964" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpEMuO_f25SqPzwop0rkdvQxEUE4DGc0XcInZk2gYgKXOAlfMdFx61w_VW3DIB_Ah0llFDIVpt-IbBHqE6d04aFa_hUwROdyqE3kAFZiTyG-ykGJSQnUJe1x-Ja-QVlPbSfnIe89zOz9c/w640-h360/SAM_0004%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador</td></tr></tbody></table> Em busca de um percurso rápido, fácil e praticamente sem subidas, esse é um dos mais indicados.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRqqgQPU8B3WTnP7ytrGy5bTl_heyingc92YTVfPj7Y3Pns-i_w5DHdTYQYgZn3Tcxguy7zMX9ZDxrizAjKqB1daSgH9mn2ibcz3R0eMQd4RuZ1CdW-xaKVxM7rmhL808tq73SJsDfBxU/s3497/SAM_0003%257E2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1968" data-original-width="3497" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRqqgQPU8B3WTnP7ytrGy5bTl_heyingc92YTVfPj7Y3Pns-i_w5DHdTYQYgZn3Tcxguy7zMX9ZDxrizAjKqB1daSgH9mn2ibcz3R0eMQd4RuZ1CdW-xaKVxM7rmhL808tq73SJsDfBxU/w640-h360/SAM_0003%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Estância Nova.</td></tr></tbody></table> Em um pedal sem imprevistos, com uma boa velocidade média, 20.6 Km/h, com 20 segundos de parada para cruzar a perimetral/RS-324.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2270" data-original-width="4033" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD44gUVcZA7Y9tvoiPIhFQZzGSJ1HimA5-Bi6qPjehnKHhOHlqcm0-O4UI_sxSjxHOBJAKgQY1-wtErAdx_0cPVOo-cUqxL8ltdKs1L3J-fHruI5qsFamYqYd4eVS1P4f_Prpp3rhaKrc/w640-h360/SAM_0001%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-tB3SFeB0lQPgZEhmE7gKorO8KZmIVm5OTaWAsAJM2ACUeJocwcIezHSdBHz-r-qUu1-Hs1LBdSJhzgDURb7fjTPufnXBwEsgcylfjmaOBHAyKSHm2QU_677SJY-pB4roRhRXRkLuqQs/s4192/SAM_0006%257E2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2360" data-original-width="4192" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-tB3SFeB0lQPgZEhmE7gKorO8KZmIVm5OTaWAsAJM2ACUeJocwcIezHSdBHz-r-qUu1-Hs1LBdSJhzgDURb7fjTPufnXBwEsgcylfjmaOBHAyKSHm2QU_677SJY-pB4roRhRXRkLuqQs/w640-h360/SAM_0006%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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São Miguel, Pulador - Eucaliptos, Encruzilhada Müller, Bom Recreio, São Miguel.<p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6HIx_ebya21C99BbrgR9BLoQStr2fg53ITN7DmgjfOwVaggFmHuD7hio614SNCwMkWoKOCgcHC4CWzD0Lg9R85J-fXloMFNbzmJRRjjt18Kq35h4IrEzdsq1h6DMDlpB8NiTefV8kpA/s3435/SAM_0182%257E2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1934" data-original-width="3435" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6HIx_ebya21C99BbrgR9BLoQStr2fg53ITN7DmgjfOwVaggFmHuD7hio614SNCwMkWoKOCgcHC4CWzD0Lg9R85J-fXloMFNbzmJRRjjt18Kq35h4IrEzdsq1h6DMDlpB8NiTefV8kpA/w640-h360/SAM_0182%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador / Eucaliptos.</td></tr></tbody></table> Uma tentativa de pedalar na média de 20 Km/h, que fracassou sumariamente!</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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São Miguel, Pulador, São Miguel.<p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMKCcobZlWhM8MXfBb1qSAVI1TTHMuPkzaDW0cw214xRqLyUAkA8lL31srcPfoq4W3PEEFrpD4cXTacXc9lZW6Ra86NJOGLzo8VYk1eINkNcVFMH5Q5i-vJuDo6kLKCcYYkM3AfCkhUTg/s4192/SAM_0178%257E2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2360" data-original-width="4192" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMKCcobZlWhM8MXfBb1qSAVI1TTHMuPkzaDW0cw214xRqLyUAkA8lL31srcPfoq4W3PEEFrpD4cXTacXc9lZW6Ra86NJOGLzo8VYk1eINkNcVFMH5Q5i-vJuDo6kLKCcYYkM3AfCkhUTg/w640-h360/SAM_0178%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador.</td></tr></tbody></table>A ideia era fazer uma quilometragem maior, mas ao chegar na subida para Pulador, estava pedalando meio "ovalado", parei e vi que havia perdido 3 dos 4 parafusos que prendem as coroas ao pedivela.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj9KNFHUBl6BIXgWQmCpy-XvcmVW1WgTXrSOtLuaRTeIuEGxw7oKl53nJY-xKinvQs6viuSLByo6-uNeIECVePffZEhuWwC-K1Op3ABJkmN2GKCcu5eLyR7u3cw5ievJZW3D-Pc25d0Oo/s4000/SAM_0149.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj9KNFHUBl6BIXgWQmCpy-XvcmVW1WgTXrSOtLuaRTeIuEGxw7oKl53nJY-xKinvQs6viuSLByo6-uNeIECVePffZEhuWwC-K1Op3ABJkmN2GKCcu5eLyR7u3cw5ievJZW3D-Pc25d0Oo/w640-h360/SAM_0149.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ao fundo, a Comunidade Fauth.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"> Depois de 960 km pelo "eixo" Pulador, um pedal para Coxilha pela Transbrasiliana, e mudando o tradicional retorno, evitando o centro e indo via Comunidade Fauth, concluindo na própria Transbrasiliana.</span></pre><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKhh7jgU7qQ4y3hZOBwz2FHKWPf5U5I1qVk2w_LA6Myu1mdQh8qQoPNCNA2sXLKr91sL2HNsbkulo5hwh4ZTLwUlITM4niWdlJNPedJxbjQJ377laSN7go5KpM-bpLYmr13UVgXgp2FIM/s4000/SAM_0150.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKhh7jgU7qQ4y3hZOBwz2FHKWPf5U5I1qVk2w_LA6Myu1mdQh8qQoPNCNA2sXLKr91sL2HNsbkulo5hwh4ZTLwUlITM4niWdlJNPedJxbjQJ377laSN7go5KpM-bpLYmr13UVgXgp2FIM/w640-h360/SAM_0150.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Transbrasiliana.</td></tr></tbody></table> Mas o quê era para ser uma tarde de Glória, se tornou uma tarde de Agonia, logo no início, na entrada para Comunidade Fauth, uma patrola fazendo aquela revirada de pedras e terra inútil, que não serve para nada, apenas dizerem que fizeram algo, piorando a estrada, que devido ao transito, está sempre em boas condições.</span></pre><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxWg7x5qZZtqNz3nKg27gsPfJcc6ByUXqvWMtQxNlmdcg5bf63fQDqNtmn-JtIlDdaUDenUCrjvMaIg1-KHahIcHANjrju_fJJ-0q6NMyyMNc08QYjR5Wt2CU5cSiK1AgzmhzHJgm4clo/s4000/SAM_0154.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxWg7x5qZZtqNz3nKg27gsPfJcc6ByUXqvWMtQxNlmdcg5bf63fQDqNtmn-JtIlDdaUDenUCrjvMaIg1-KHahIcHANjrju_fJJ-0q6NMyyMNc08QYjR5Wt2CU5cSiK1AgzmhzHJgm4clo/w640-h360/SAM_0154.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Colônia Miranda.</td></tr></tbody></table> E não bastando isso, em meio a "farofa", pneu dianteiro furado, tempo perdido para trocar a Câmara, segui, mas logo que sai da Transbrasiliana em direção a Comunidade Fauth, novo furo, como sempre na parte voltada para o aro da câmara, em outro lugar, a se estudar o fenômeno, nova troca, então resolvi colocar apenas 38psi, ao invés dos 45psi que sempre uso na dianteira, não furou mais, mas mudou radicalmente o comportamento da bike, principalmente a estabilidade nas subidas pedalando em pé.</span></pre><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjitAevxrCkA40-TjfxtCt_lfNHYxpf-BM6VNIw0SP4Jtk-6V_hmbzbHnFfGnfF30ZB70Bzs8mIXYgOUL7DZahm_GKFyngkECmeEVIIdpR0-ZwaY3W6273kEj5KGZa3zB6UAddt3yvLi0o/s4000/SAM_0153.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjitAevxrCkA40-TjfxtCt_lfNHYxpf-BM6VNIw0SP4Jtk-6V_hmbzbHnFfGnfF30ZB70Bzs8mIXYgOUL7DZahm_GKFyngkECmeEVIIdpR0-ZwaY3W6273kEj5KGZa3zB6UAddt3yvLi0o/w640-h360/SAM_0153.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Colônia Miranda.</td></tr></tbody></table> Uma rápida passagem por Coxilha, que a tempo não o fazia, descobri que eles fizeram uma ciclovia com algum planejamento, melhor que a da nossa cidade, bom, nenhuma novidade não é mesmo!?</span></pre><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2K06foYzn_zRssyY-ZMMlNE6Povpgl-RnePkaLPeWmPqgJkHga7b1zpuaX0-CrDJYOK0pMQM6qfNsO8iwgajhapn5RxqCq7q2pB3jAo0nBTAHD9pd_wgofkUyw21tno4hDMtVe9fFFbM/s4000/SAM_0155.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2K06foYzn_zRssyY-ZMMlNE6Povpgl-RnePkaLPeWmPqgJkHga7b1zpuaX0-CrDJYOK0pMQM6qfNsO8iwgajhapn5RxqCq7q2pB3jAo0nBTAHD9pd_wgofkUyw21tno4hDMtVe9fFFbM/w640-h360/SAM_0155.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Subida da Fazenda Webber.</td></tr></tbody></table> No final da Subida da Fazenda Webber tinha uma ema "pastando" a beira da estrada, pela sua forma ainda "esbelta", não era adulta, que ao perceber minha aproximação saiu em disparada para o interior da mata a uns 100 metros campo abaixo.</span></pre><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-47ku6ifVn_Do0mpevIQeUUXkkaU7dKV85d2WDowIRRcOBz0Js9oexD_JDJQMn0PQGFAjKdKUioC3vq-alN3zY-Mp1uv5cHHlRo-6dpXQkEige1kxXYn2Kgn3pyU7SYFSHpjc84aumD8/s4000/SAM_0157a.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2251" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-47ku6ifVn_Do0mpevIQeUUXkkaU7dKV85d2WDowIRRcOBz0Js9oexD_JDJQMn0PQGFAjKdKUioC3vq-alN3zY-Mp1uv5cHHlRo-6dpXQkEige1kxXYn2Kgn3pyU7SYFSHpjc84aumD8/w640-h360/SAM_0157a.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Um "bichinho" na beira da estrada.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /></span></pre><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilkx-WqJ4Y4gVNMWoeyFUdfvcCwtwmD7lG1AVPcow7-_vxZkDQo5z2NLhrcq4vRaQ_KnpDxJgnIKrFV6RQSgaJbykybb2jxerrf6iALzeuwpRbynnDQV2dhumvqkdq3T5xmq6KRFKVPPU/s4000/SAM_0158.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilkx-WqJ4Y4gVNMWoeyFUdfvcCwtwmD7lG1AVPcow7-_vxZkDQo5z2NLhrcq4vRaQ_KnpDxJgnIKrFV6RQSgaJbykybb2jxerrf6iALzeuwpRbynnDQV2dhumvqkdq3T5xmq6KRFKVPPU/w640-h360/SAM_0158.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">E pensar que cresce mais...</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"> Algumas, muitas, pedras soltas na Comunidade Fauth e estou de volta a Transbrasiliana, com mais um trecho de "farofa" para encarar, e tentando andar forte, em uma descida, a bicicleta se descontrolou e foi para "as valetas", esta com pedras enormes, até escolhi em qual iria cair, mas ficou para a próxima, recolocar a bicicleta "nos trilhos", e seguir o mais rápido para casa.</span></pre><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7AyP6WHnaiBADUhAuxo5bLIIhnq1Q2WhaeVCVUWCtwEH8X2ezWq45e0WiH7O6MC9TO4Hd4NwcCrPMQEkQCb7GlC4CA23UR_GgjmSZOxm_hXFOCMR_rWYfUJ4VE84dK62WiR1BlTxlSeY/s4000/SAM_0160.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7AyP6WHnaiBADUhAuxo5bLIIhnq1Q2WhaeVCVUWCtwEH8X2ezWq45e0WiH7O6MC9TO4Hd4NwcCrPMQEkQCb7GlC4CA23UR_GgjmSZOxm_hXFOCMR_rWYfUJ4VE84dK62WiR1BlTxlSeY/w640-h360/SAM_0160.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aqui, me fui pra valeta.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /></pre><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Xi2cuZ9BZAUYkjQsaF7uMPQ-nI_t-OSfuTnHJ9qjIW-AiHYFTxFHB5_rpUu-ZfY2auJR3bcAPZmHfKIZY3Ow0BqtBJ8ei5azUf3Bic5LbJMQ75j1eZmlnb5tpp0LHLI73HgtsZ7KMsc/s4000/SAM_0162.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Xi2cuZ9BZAUYkjQsaF7uMPQ-nI_t-OSfuTnHJ9qjIW-AiHYFTxFHB5_rpUu-ZfY2auJR3bcAPZmHfKIZY3Ow0BqtBJ8ei5azUf3Bic5LbJMQ75j1eZmlnb5tpp0LHLI73HgtsZ7KMsc/w640-h360/SAM_0162.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Transbrasiliana.</td></tr></tbody></table><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; white-space: normal;"></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Total foram 82.71 km, em 3°50'28" em movimento a uma média de 21.5 km/h, sendo 46'40" parado, 4°37'08" de tempo total.</span></pre><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibqX5vLeh194KIqgctFcXHziwRf9GBlaedQeUqP6BIIxMhoD1tJ-M1w87qI8aMod4af0ic9sc8VKL5leRKqZaqQGHc5-RCZwz8B41BaXtzHzH7CcU60eEgNNZk2DH_NfAoWELlwdfEZs0/s4000/SAM_0165.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibqX5vLeh194KIqgctFcXHziwRf9GBlaedQeUqP6BIIxMhoD1tJ-M1w87qI8aMod4af0ic9sc8VKL5leRKqZaqQGHc5-RCZwz8B41BaXtzHzH7CcU60eEgNNZk2DH_NfAoWELlwdfEZs0/w640-h360/SAM_0165.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Transbrasiliana, com o asfalto retirado da BR-285.</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='620' height='515' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw9dzvM-fA-ruNmUx4_jHnfd9D7Hh46lM2qETKTNYdA2KhQhFfybmJQvWBaGj88Ur-JJ4p1myN-2GOsauAZEA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Kusmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833187093894326358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8894322452281560499.post-10358296980876369332020-10-20T02:27:00.001-03:002020-10-20T02:27:20.636-03:00Pedal 15-10-2020. São Miguel, Pulador/Eucaliptos, Chácara Notre Dame, Santo Antão.<p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvVhyR_ab83jbz6Oy0n63bpQvnWcFPZyk4uYuEMkBNkfmCq2hAX48DEVHhg4Tf6iuQL96X8HvFLymofTF9fCnOsxG2cKfv9uxXGSzYCE_HuwqDvHHslO7mEuhtQwhpZo3EdTIgqXckpqA/s4000/SAM_0143.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvVhyR_ab83jbz6Oy0n63bpQvnWcFPZyk4uYuEMkBNkfmCq2hAX48DEVHhg4Tf6iuQL96X8HvFLymofTF9fCnOsxG2cKfv9uxXGSzYCE_HuwqDvHHslO7mEuhtQwhpZo3EdTIgqXckpqA/w640-h360/SAM_0143.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador.</td></tr></tbody></table> <span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"> <span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">A intenção era andar forte, mas o vento e a desanimo não deixaram.</span></span><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN9lCSqM3rxDOkx9zQll2cW0yFBfqLmIKGFTkNb0u9hSSV3JApMhpfUDOCBBWY8dRXMbi3DPcbw6sdFutGDTffDRp_kY1CGfXdkkLgYNWLYAVgWm4DxM9y2YqzJ6-kJnXwSuZZENO4ci4/s4000/SAM_0145%257E2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN9lCSqM3rxDOkx9zQll2cW0yFBfqLmIKGFTkNb0u9hSSV3JApMhpfUDOCBBWY8dRXMbi3DPcbw6sdFutGDTffDRp_kY1CGfXdkkLgYNWLYAVgWm4DxM9y2YqzJ6-kJnXwSuZZENO4ci4/w640-h360/SAM_0145%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador.</td></tr></tbody></table></span><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><span style="white-space: normal;"></span><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> Então, o máximo que consegui foi não deixar a media abaixo de 20 Km/h, que já foi muito.</span></span></pre><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCIVKe2r7PfO9n78PY4jPyN9CRubjn9hyphenhyphenrUS59o5cPVvqV-fkQAzAfDmZH-agw0JczrR64KoiQ0J44qw0QfQNlt7SF8-IjALQPdGDB4OVAQk9XMi2ptYgz9_ZFHNDxUjLzrCsn6Il6SaA/s4000/SAM_0147%257E2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCIVKe2r7PfO9n78PY4jPyN9CRubjn9hyphenhyphenrUS59o5cPVvqV-fkQAzAfDmZH-agw0JczrR64KoiQ0J44qw0QfQNlt7SF8-IjALQPdGDB4OVAQk9XMi2ptYgz9_ZFHNDxUjLzrCsn6Il6SaA/w640-h360/SAM_0147%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador</td></tr></tbody></table> Totais; 47.21 km, 2°21'48" em movimento, a uma velocidade media de 20.0 km/h, e 1'12" parado.</span></span></pre><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAp_TbI1AXyoLTviSpddiAQ7BD24KBNHW_JlW4NJFpBzJ1q7Pc7fcTtqpUx721TVq6te3BniKLDk_83D6oLh9sXtd874S4tdcDADy-QAtLLAHlKhi8ahStS9Hp-a_Vk5cR0alYRSPdSAM/s4000/Screenshot_20201015-195306%257E01.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3752" data-original-width="4000" height="600" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAp_TbI1AXyoLTviSpddiAQ7BD24KBNHW_JlW4NJFpBzJ1q7Pc7fcTtqpUx721TVq6te3BniKLDk_83D6oLh9sXtd874S4tdcDADy-QAtLLAHlKhi8ahStS9Hp-a_Vk5cR0alYRSPdSAM/w640-h600/Screenshot_20201015-195306%257E01.png" width="640" /></a></div></span></pre><p></p></div>Kusmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833187093894326358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8894322452281560499.post-26792661581570962062020-10-20T01:59:00.004-03:002020-10-20T01:59:52.703-03:00Pedal 11-10-2020. São Miguel, Pulador/Eucaliptos, Aeroclube, São Miguel.<p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWVLfKdsXRd5L_1faeacWLFZd3V-pjiugRY5yKZSe-7JqIqmXyPaps5Ji1aHmvjqiVNMhh3CeGue65MWB2Vx2w5S42zVvqcyDxXOIz4JzghI3mNkOm7OeihrsW5LvezjeYyQT9WVlC2HU/s4000/SAM_0141%257E3.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWVLfKdsXRd5L_1faeacWLFZd3V-pjiugRY5yKZSe-7JqIqmXyPaps5Ji1aHmvjqiVNMhh3CeGue65MWB2Vx2w5S42zVvqcyDxXOIz4JzghI3mNkOm7OeihrsW5LvezjeYyQT9WVlC2HU/w640-h360/SAM_0141%257E3.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador.</td></tr></tbody></table> <span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">Outro pedal para cumprir tabela, era para completar, manter média de 20 km/h, que em outros percursos pode ser difícil, mas este com apenas duas subidas longas, sem grandes dificuldades.</span></span><p></p><p><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVUviAwMx4vDVF54qYrAyRP3Txqwn9kz1KlSwMcPKC42fQ8B1OynNGjeP-B8he8AEk-lgFMzmZKKF9ydlJ3Xo-_wCSsKzOWP4jw6Y-BL3HzHi2EGKLSQSyA68Cb1-O22zSh2en-jhhRBo/s4000/SAM_0142%257E3.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVUviAwMx4vDVF54qYrAyRP3Txqwn9kz1KlSwMcPKC42fQ8B1OynNGjeP-B8he8AEk-lgFMzmZKKF9ydlJ3Xo-_wCSsKzOWP4jw6Y-BL3HzHi2EGKLSQSyA68Cb1-O22zSh2en-jhhRBo/w640-h360/SAM_0142%257E3.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador/Eucaliptos.</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Total</span><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> 45,81 km, a </span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large; white-space: pre-wrap;">20.3 km/h, em 2°15'20" em movimento e 16" parado, no mesmo lugar de sempre, Perimetral/Rs-324.</span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsciZwg9Xn51dvdRBVizxQKP1IqaJSH7rkvfF7fYghtjJU4Tu3809pXLHVHScPw3yDbEK4Mjght-g29rMg6r25NWmMnlOfzQ6mxq3XQxr3rmQ2FHPfx4l61t6q04XWtZFvC38NDtWeAvQ/s4000/Screenshot_20201011-183210.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3762" data-original-width="4000" height="602" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsciZwg9Xn51dvdRBVizxQKP1IqaJSH7rkvfF7fYghtjJU4Tu3809pXLHVHScPw3yDbEK4Mjght-g29rMg6r25NWmMnlOfzQ6mxq3XQxr3rmQ2FHPfx4l61t6q04XWtZFvC38NDtWeAvQ/w640-h602/Screenshot_20201011-183210.png" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>Kusmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833187093894326358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8894322452281560499.post-31814933189728841382020-10-20T01:04:00.003-03:002020-10-20T01:04:38.434-03:00Pedal 10-10-2020 São Miguel, Pulador/Eucaliptos, Encruzilhada Müller, Bom Recreio, São Miguel.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDM5PPPfXTV7VRHTqjLYYJpmCyutHY9CHlqUmfvWLa2jKSjpIf00eO0cUcHvgtIbvz2x1791IbRe9tA5V8bFrBbwV1XDSqeqqvLBlbOgnAIaupW4QrvUkpYg1cnuiFOqFSPt9DfCpylE4/s4000/SAM_0134%257E2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDM5PPPfXTV7VRHTqjLYYJpmCyutHY9CHlqUmfvWLa2jKSjpIf00eO0cUcHvgtIbvz2x1791IbRe9tA5V8bFrBbwV1XDSqeqqvLBlbOgnAIaupW4QrvUkpYg1cnuiFOqFSPt9DfCpylE4/w640-h360/SAM_0134%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Próximo ao Finado Zóca.</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Um pedal para cumprir tabela, seria hoje a tentativa de sair do eixo Pulador, mas saindo tarde de casa, não foi.</span><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiOALkFGr7MPf5s7UwGMBw5Nw75lsXIJP8RiC0YPjvHmf_pRd7DobZ47GnhMBG5JS_qxczcoEfHMzOd2E5Uw4tNagTYQ9qG47NSx1wvXkSsFdC52DoRdPr6ofbzH4fq2KtnPu4hgFQM5s/s4000/SAM_0137%257E2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiOALkFGr7MPf5s7UwGMBw5Nw75lsXIJP8RiC0YPjvHmf_pRd7DobZ47GnhMBG5JS_qxczcoEfHMzOd2E5Uw4tNagTYQ9qG47NSx1wvXkSsFdC52DoRdPr6ofbzH4fq2KtnPu4hgFQM5s/w640-h360/SAM_0137%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pulador/Eucaliptos.</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Então, uma volta por Pulador, Encruzilhada Müller e Bom Recreio, com poucos bicicletero pelo caminho, boa parte aproveitou o feriado segunda e foi viajar.</span></div><div><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8wmuOIqviSeINyLkTmfGFmoXmvw2tPLtI90kOfD6HamvcgDaR_uCunBDUxRMEozCEcC7RkgYatsa9gQ2_rQyDqh381MiXYsdGrL8s8Pzhyknu0MSy9GOid6cNIvM9_cu_ccggvV1MkXY/s4000/SAM_0133%257E2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8wmuOIqviSeINyLkTmfGFmoXmvw2tPLtI90kOfD6HamvcgDaR_uCunBDUxRMEozCEcC7RkgYatsa9gQ2_rQyDqh381MiXYsdGrL8s8Pzhyknu0MSy9GOid6cNIvM9_cu_ccggvV1MkXY/w640-h360/SAM_0133%257E2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Próximo ao Finado Zóca.</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"> Total de 53,7 km, a 21.0 km /h, em 2°33'08" em movimento, e 28 segundos parado, aguardando a vez para cruzar a Perimetral.</span></pre><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOa4R24TjfI9bZ4tlSnL9HBONcHiZAbopb6tQxeYZe6yIeGsR4rkfPUFFYH5KE3wXj1dKbPJMrbzNkXdI3lvIEGaaEePtBJ-xWLhKBbpRX70ka-MoA3TOFc_jWaTWJJd41N1shvoCl53g/s4000/Screenshot_20201010-181427.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3772" data-original-width="4000" height="604" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOa4R24TjfI9bZ4tlSnL9HBONcHiZAbopb6tQxeYZe6yIeGsR4rkfPUFFYH5KE3wXj1dKbPJMrbzNkXdI3lvIEGaaEePtBJ-xWLhKBbpRX70ka-MoA3TOFc_jWaTWJJd41N1shvoCl53g/w640-h604/Screenshot_20201010-181427.png" width="640" /></a></div></pre></div>Kusmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833187093894326358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8894322452281560499.post-23865853574125322192020-10-05T02:23:00.002-03:002020-10-05T02:30:06.001-03:00Pedal 04-10-2020. São Miguel, Pulador, BR-285, Pulador, São Miguel.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidlXxur0QSjAgHJB9GZKSbChR_L-2MSMrR3mDh8RWBjlwvFcumHVusWNLamIO_inmmt0PrIOLYD_r3R3D4Vqrs-jJKe6dQXmdVYxK08xr-FFft3IMYF9qmBlBXyUydIPCC6Mcehv7Sv1k/s4000/SAM_0122%257E2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidlXxur0QSjAgHJB9GZKSbChR_L-2MSMrR3mDh8RWBjlwvFcumHVusWNLamIO_inmmt0PrIOLYD_r3R3D4Vqrs-jJKe6dQXmdVYxK08xr-FFft3IMYF9qmBlBXyUydIPCC6Mcehv7Sv1k/w640-h360/SAM_0122%257E2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">BR-285, o meio do percurso.</td></tr></tbody></table><p><span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large; white-space: pre-wrap;">A ideia era um pedal por Pulador e Encruzilhada Müller, mas como estava rendendo bem, mesmo com vento, resolvi ir até o Cruzamento do Triângulo, mas chegando lá, resolvi esticar até a BR-285</span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large; white-space: pre-wrap;">.</span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></p><p><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"> Fazia uns 8 anos que não pedalava entre o Triângulo até a BR, a estrada está completamente abandonada, fazendo divisa com três municípios, Passo Fundo, Carazinho e Santo Antônio do Planalto, ninguém quer saber.</span></span></p><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"> Ali também aconteceu algo patético, fui tomar água, e a caramanhola abriu, e aquele banho 'geladim"...
Cheguei na 285 com 24.1 de media, sabendo como seria volta, impossível mante-la, a tentativa era manter 23.0 até o final, em Pulador estava em 23.8, e no final consegui manter em 23.3.</span></pre><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDYh6SRF7DO32xpR69ASCTU1a3dzZy1KaOM6FlBzjwiAVwCwlwlZEvFayb5RcQFITYVakW1AHfDZsVKFOwHgxLjsGzUApg0TDx8TKBwmV4AWtpQj3xaXgvLHJzgYDA1zzaFTwhKt_GOCM/s4000/SAM_0127%257E2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2249" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDYh6SRF7DO32xpR69ASCTU1a3dzZy1KaOM6FlBzjwiAVwCwlwlZEvFayb5RcQFITYVakW1AHfDZsVKFOwHgxLjsGzUApg0TDx8TKBwmV4AWtpQj3xaXgvLHJzgYDA1zzaFTwhKt_GOCM/w640-h360/SAM_0127%257E2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Para brisa, pedra, barro, mosquito, "bisorro"...</td></tr></tbody></table> Foram 66.26 km, em 2°51'00" em movimento, a 23.3 km/h, e 0'44" parado cruzando a RS-324/Perimetral.</span></pre><pre style="overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtI2tcy2WcF85c6HkAPEeKEmCENo4lLKvNWTFxBAlVl5iOKZwRwax9UT4jnobaUMF5C90BX9Ny1Esn4XHENxvGAu6EzBdoZ2mqoZK-U0zUaSnJDOccJ5VmiXsn_9CiATnfoYaXEAH9nAA/s4000/Screenshot_20201004-185734.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3731" data-original-width="4000" height="596" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtI2tcy2WcF85c6HkAPEeKEmCENo4lLKvNWTFxBAlVl5iOKZwRwax9UT4jnobaUMF5C90BX9Ny1Esn4XHENxvGAu6EzBdoZ2mqoZK-U0zUaSnJDOccJ5VmiXsn_9CiATnfoYaXEAH9nAA/w640-h596/Screenshot_20201004-185734.png" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='637' height='529' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz02EZlRNdMwQq0YaBMHOipsQlCcHQ-ShIvxgI2bwuw90KdFMz-oOmXPRyUd9Be4b0qFUt5ZMeK34OiT4-z1Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div></pre>Kusmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833187093894326358noreply@blogger.com0