On the road again

22 04 2018

I am a cyclist. Again.

180422Selfie

Heading out. First ride of the year on the Franco.

For the second consecutive year, it’s been a spring of bad weather and sporadic rides.

While the Norco gravel bike sustained me through some fun trail rides through the winter, the spring has been another slog of rain and cold temperatures. Riding shouldn’t be misery.

So for the better part of more than a month, the Norco gathered dust. Nevermind the Franco, which hasn’t left the condo since October.

Until Saturday.

Finally a forecast of dry weather, maybe even some sunshine. And that meant dry roads.

180422Sun

Finally, the sun breaks through the clouds!

With Little Ring at Granny’s for the weekend, and Princess of Pavement deeply engrossed in studying for her final final exam of the term, I was free to ride. A promising weather report was the only motivation I needed.

So after a little tweaking from fellow FRFer, Guy, on Thursday, Franco was hoisted to the roof rack early Saturday morning to join the Saturday crew out of Coquitlam for a jaunt to Fort Langley, and beyond for some.

180422Dawn

Heading out by the dawn’s early gloom.

Just my luck, as I started to drive, it started to rain.

But there was light blue sky to the south, visible in the dawn’s early light.

The ride had a bit of everything one could want from an early-season venture; some banter and catching up, a bit of gravel, one flat (not me), a stretch of pace-lining, a biting breeze and burning quads.

180422Gravel

Franco, meet gravel. Gravel, meet Franco.

180422Flat

This is what happens when a tri bike meets gravel…

It’s always hard to gauge your capabilities early in the season. Once the legs start turning, it’s easy to overestimate their fitness and bite off more mileage than they should chew.

But at about the 39 km mark, I knew I’d have to turn back if I didn’t want to blow myself up on the return ride; 78 or 79 kms is still a good day out I bargained with myself — especially in April.

180422Bridge

A familiar friend en route to Fort Langley.

The cycling season has begun. The weather is taking a turn for the better. And so are my spirits. I’m back in the saddle.

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