My buddy, Chuck and I had a play date scheduled for last evening – I think that’s what the millenials call “hanging out together”, nowadays. It was a beautiful day, low 50’s, a little breezy, and impossibly sunny.
Simply a great autumn day.
Nine times in ten we’d be on the road bikes, but after riding the gravel rigs the day before, I had a hankerin’ for the peace and quiet of the back roads again. I texted Chuck and suggested we ride them again, instead of the road bikes. He replied that he was cool with either, as long as we took it slow. I was more than pleased to oblige.
I rode over to his place at about 5pm and we rolled out for the back roads. Three miles and we were on gravel, dodging potholes.
We saw three cars in 20 miles, rode side-by-side and talked most of the hour and change we were out. According to Strava we rolled at 15.5-mph, but it was closer to 16 by my computer. Either way, it was an easy conversational pace. I wasn’t ever at a point where I was struggling to talk. It was a great time.
I love my carbon fiber and speed all season long, from March through September. I live for the speed of paved road cycling… Can’t get enough. When October rolls around, though, it sure is nice to hit the gravel roads and quit worrying about traffic and pace for a while, and just ride.