The first time I rode my bike up Squaw Peak was sheer hell. We were riding "the gauntlet" last year which is nothing but climbing. Squaw Peak fell in the hottest part of the day and the sun seemed to tear right through my jersey into my perspiring back. But, if you catch this climb at the right time it is great. Cool days and early mornings make for an optimal little burn up to an amazing overlook of Provo.
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