We were on our bikes by 9 AM, which meant starting the official course about an hour and a half behind everyone else. No big deal; we cruised along at a relatively steady pace for the first 18 miles, passed the already-closed rest stop, and waved off the sag driver who wondered if we had gotten lost. Around the 20 or 25 mile mark the long (75 mile) route joined, and we started to pass some of the mid-pack riders from that route. Occasionally one would jump on our wheel, hang on for a bit, then drop off.
It’s not like we were going particularly fast, but it was a windy day and the route features many hills. I could tell it was taking a toll.
Finally, we hit the home stretch — about four miles on Hwy 22 south — picked up another rider, and finished out the ride. We sat down, had a sandwich and brownie, and then headed back to Quaker Lake. The last eight miles were the only ones that didn’t feature steady headwinds. Total mileage: ~58.
I skipped riding today so the VeloBoy and I could go fishing. We hooked up with our guide, VB’s civics teacher, at a little after two and drove to a pond in Summerfield. We rigged our rods, surveyed the pond, and ran for cover as the skies opened up. So much for fishing.