Like a headwind in all directions, the uneven, rough-and chunky chip seal surface drained the watts, robbing my legs of speed -- setting me off tempo. Grabbing for another gear that wasn't there on the final hundred feet up to Mt. Bachelor a dirge shuffled in. Interrupting my concentration, it was a snatch of a song, a click of a shifter. Just a few Morphine downbeat notes from a standup bass and skip!