May-16:
PUE: 6F/NL-W'lief-MangumDairy-BoldRunHill-CampKanata-Holden thru Youngsville-CedarCreek to Franklinton-Cheatham/Pokomoke-GordonMoore-Suitt/Evans-Evans/OldFranklintonRd-Suitt'sStore-Wayside-BG/NL-G-P-MVC; w/ Heath; 55.7 m.; est 3087 ft climbed ---> effort = 86; 3hrs, 27min; 16.1 mph avg pace.
1st Qt. tot: 20 rides; 755.3 m.; 47 hrs, 31 min; 15.9 mph.
Apr tot: 13 rides; 666.4 m.; 42 hrs, 58 min; 15.5 mph.
May tot: 8 rides, 417.9 m.; 25 hrs, 57 min; 16.1 mph.
YTD: 41 rides; 1839.6 m.; 116 hrs, 25 min; 15.8 mph.
Heath said he wanted ~ 3 hours of riding, so I took him on the Youngsville - Franklinton route, with some early extras.
Woodlief & Bold Run Hill instead of just NL/BG all the way to Graham Sherron. He had said he needed hill work.
On the way back, just as we finished the longest hill on Pokomoke Rd, Heath tells me that he remembers this road and there is a big hill coming up. I told him that I didn't ride that section a lot, but I was pretty sure we had just climbed it. He was still sure another big climb was coming. I wonder if he would have believed me if I had told him I had ridden that section with PaulN just 13 days earlier?
Anyway, as we approached the Pokomoke / Gordon Moore corner, Heath once again said something about big hills near there. So I suggested, that if he was intent on some more good hills, we turn right onto Gordon Moore and then left onto Suitt Rd.
"Do you know a way back if we take that road?" Heath asked.
Rolling my eyes, I said, "Heath, think who you are talking to."
"Oh, yeah," says Heath.
A couple tougher climbs than we would have otherwise encountered on the way home. But I didn't take him out to do Flat Rock Rd. I could have. He didn't know where he was. And even if he had gotten suspicious and turned on his I-phone, he probably still would have been confused.
Back on Bruce Garner, I eventually had to pass Heath and drag the pace back up to something respectable. (Made me think I was riding with Harvey a couple years ago.) Ghoston-Peed-MVC made for a nice finish to the ride.
Final stats: 55.7 mile in 3hrs, 27 min --> 16.1 mph (the avg was 16.3 at the bottom of Ghoston).
The previous was consistent with an expressed evil "throw Harvey off the scent" plan of Heath's.
However, I can be evil, too. Here's the real report.
From the first pedal stroke, it seemed that Heath was in a hurry. He had said he wanted ~ 3 hours of riding with some hills, so I took him on the Youngsville - Franklinton route, with some early extras. The early extras were Woodlief & Bold Run Hill instead of just NL/BG all the way to Graham Sherron.
Every flat, every uphill, I was "dropping him off the front." ;-/
Coming out of Franklinton headed back to PUE, there are three rollers on Pokomoke Rd. That section causes wilting in the hot summer sun; with the mist --> drizzle --> sprinkle --> light rain --> it suddenly stopped leaving just wet roads, it wasn't wilting, but the first roller always "gets" me, but it didn't "get" Heath. Rushmore pulled further ahead on the second hill. He let up on the third climb, the long one, just to let me get close enough for Heath to tell me that he remembered this road and there is a big hill coming up. I told him that I didn't ride that section a lot, but I was pretty sure we had just climbed it. He was still sure another big climb was coming. I wonder if he would have believed me if I had told him I had ridden that section with Paul Nevill just 13 days earlier?
Anyway, as we approached the Pokomoke / Gordon Moore corner, Heath once again said something about big hills near there. So I suggested, that if he was intent on some more good hills, we turn right onto Gordon Moore and then left onto Suitt Rd.
"Do you know a way back if we take that road?" Heath asked.
Rolling my eyes, I said, "Heath, think who you are talking to."
"Oh, yeah," says Heath.
A couple tougher climbs than we would have otherwise encountered on the way home. But I didn't take him out to do Flat Rock Rd. I could have. He didn't know where he was. And even if he had gotten suspicious and turned on his I-phone, he probably still would have been confused.
Back on Bruce Garner, Rushmore once again left me behind, but after a mile or so he slowed, when I caught up, I gave no quarter, passed, and dragged the pace back up thinking I would just "push on" all the way to the bottom of Ghoston. After following for about a mile, Rushmore zipped around me and once again nearly disappeared over the horizon. He waited for me at the bottom of Ghoston, and then once again zoomed ahead, this time UP Ghoston. That was essentially repeated on Peed and MVC.
Rushmore has gotten into too good a shape for me to hang on. Next time, a more confusing course, I think.
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