Chip, Richard, Chad and I planned to ride the 100 mile route to prepare for Ironman Florida. Susan and our neighbor Eileen would do the 13 mile route twice while we were done. They wanted to check out downtown Senoia.
Well, the start didn’t go completely as planned. Chip claimed that he had to work and Richard was allegedly feeling under the weather. That left Chad and I doing the 100 mile route with about 200 of our closest friends. Many of the riders I know started well before the mass start in an effort to finish the ride before the temperature got too hot.
Susan, Eileen, and I got our bikes setup and picked up our shirts. I said hello to a few of my Southern Crescent Cycling club friends that didn’t start the ride early. I didn’t see Chad until I heard the explosion. I looked over just in time to see a poof of dust as the air left his front wheel tube with force. With some help from his Beck team buddies Chad fixed his flat and was ready to go well before the mass start.
|Chad and a buddy|
As we rode through a pine tree farm I noticed a tick on the rider in front of me. It was on his shorts and marching from right to left. He must have gotten picked up on rider’s rear wheel and flung onto his shorts unscathed. They are tough bugs. I told the rider and he brushed it off. Then, of course, another rider had a laugh about me looking at this guys shorts. He did admit to seeing the tick too.
After the ride Susan, Eileen, and I sat around until I recovered. Susan got me 2 glasses of water which I gulped down in seconds. Then we had some lunch at the school cafeteria. My SCC buds were already in the cafeteria ready to tell me how I got dropped.
Susan and Eileen loved their ride. Susan said the scenery was really pretty and the route was not too tough. They also said that all the shops in downtown Senoia were closed. There was a big floppy eared hound dog on the 13 mile route. As Susan, Eileen, and two other riders passed by the dog took a big old dump. We didn't have to drive all the way to Senoia to see that. I guess he had more important things to do than chase them.
An estimated 800 riders hit the road on Sunday. The 100 mile course was awesome with little or no traffic and long rolling hills. In fact, I only came off of my big chainring once. That was at the 95 mile point. It was better that the Hospitality Highway 100 course but the support was not quite as well done.
My trash gauge was at zero all day. There was no trash or debris either in the road or on the roadside anywhere. I did lose a water bottle thought and it's probably still out there somewhere. There were also at least three dead armadillos and a dead dog the size of a water buffalo.
The only criticism is that the rest stops could have had a cooler of ice ready to fill water bottles. The Powerade that was provided just wasn’t cool enough as the temperature rose. This wouldn’t have been an issue for the peloton since they didn’t stop at all. In the future I will have to load my jersey pockets with frozen liquid for later in the ride, that is, if I plan to stay with the group for the duration.
|2011 Wilson 100|
Thanks for reading.