New Year’s Eve is what we recovering folk call “amateur night”. We don’t stay out much later than midnight because we don’t want to be on the road with the amateur drunks. The pros are bad enough, the amateurs are that bad and stupid.
It was snowing, lightly, when we backed into the driveway.
I was awake at 4:30… and out at the end of the driveway in my robe and hunting boots at 7am, long before the sun broke on the horizon. Surprisingly, what little snow we did get, it didn’t stick. The roads were clear.
I sent out the “We’re riding at 8:30” text at 7:35, after talking to my buddy, Mike. I didn’t expect much of a turnout, but was happy to see Phill pull up in his truck. Mike and Diane rolled up on their bikes just behind him.
My wife and I took the tandem. It’s more work, but I’m loving that bike lately. Riding it, to put it simply, is fun. The tandem has it’s benefits, though…
We started into a cross headwind, with a little more cross than headwind. After three miles, my wife and I went to the front and stayed there. One of the beautiful benefits to riding tandem is the ease with which you cut through wind. It’s almost unfair. Six miles in, we turned into the wind – we’d decided on a route that would minimize the north/south travel with a steady SSW wind. At that point we relinquished the front for a bit and the group singled up. Another two miles and we were up front again and we never bothered dropping off the front after that. With a cross-tailwind the joking around could finally start up. With the others on their gravel bikes, the pace was always going to be easy and it was nice to just pedal the bike and have a few laughs.
It was a mix of tailwind and cross-tailwind all the way home – the wind having shifted to more of a WSW, and that was a welcome change. We rode the back way in to drop Mike and Diane off and pulled for Phill for the last two miles. We pulled into the driveway with a shade more than 25 miles, almost on the nose, on the computer but only 24.6 on Strava GPS and a smile stretched across my face.
The perfect start to the new year (it’s a very rare year we’re not stuck indoors on January 1st).
I’m heading back into work this morning after my long winter break. I had a great time with my wife and kids, even if last evening devolved into a ridiculous slapstick comedy of errors.