After work today — and I did work today, there were meetings and emails and planning and executing some things, even if it was not at a pace one is accustomed to — it was time for a …
… time trial? We found a route just outside of town, parked at the local winery, which is closed and empty, and did four loops on a flat course where all the roads looked like this, for the entirety of the 27 miles. We were riding on frontage roads on either side of the highway, but I think I was passed by four cars. For the sake of comparison, one other cyclist passed me.
But it all looked like this, empty and quiet, which is why I was taking one-handed photos at about 25 miles per hour.
Which is where I was riding in that particular area of the course. It was the fastest mile on the course for me and, having noticed that the first three times through, I knew that’s where I was taking my picture, just so I could actually suggest I was fast, on this one part of the full course.
It’s a good course. I suspect we’ll be back a few times this year, just to chart our progress.
The gardens at the winery are quite lovely. And since no one was there, and we were outside and it was a joy to do it, we took about 10 minutes of indulgent photographs before loading the bikes back on the car.
I like to imagine these are ruins, and not just lawn decorations:
So … big weekend plans?
