It's warmed up a bit here in the PNW. Our longest ride so far was a 78 mile century attempt at 40° and pouring down rain. We took a shortcut. We don't think anyone else finished, either. Mostly we've done 60-65 mile weekly rides, with a little midweek training, too.
We are looking at doing some longer, more mountainous rides this summer, though, so I thought a century was in order, even though Stoker was massively nervous about it. We scheduled a group ride to do it, with an 8:20 start time.
It rained all night and was still raining in the morning. It's still March here in the PNW. The weather report was for improving conditions, though. The start was in Woodinville, a little to the south of us, and it wasn't raining there. Route here:
in case anyone is interested.
No one else showed up, though, so we started off solo, riding north to Arlington. It sprinkled a little here and there, with temperatures staying in the mid-50s. Perfect riding weather.
This route starts and finishes with the worst climbs of the day. We took it nice and easy to start, and then just kept taking it nice and easy. On the climbs, we geared down and spun up. With 26 X 34 gearing, that was never a problem. Then we blasted the descents and kept a reasonable pace on the flats. We don't climb very well, but we're short and pretty aero, so that works well for us.
We took 4 breaks, which was good for both of us. At our last break at 78 miles, I was pretty out of it so we decided to take a full 1/2 hour break and have coffee (hot chocolate for Stoker) and scones. By the time I finished my scone, I had recovered enough to be able to chew and by the time we got up to go, we felt pretty good. Our last 22 miles were some of the strongest riding we did all day. The terrifying last ridge we had to get over wasn't bad at all. I told Stoker that we had at least another 100k in us, though she disagreed. I can tell, though.
So, another Perfect Ride™. 100.6 miles, 4300' of climbing, 7:15 in the saddle, 8:55 ET. Not too bad for a couple of geezers, if I do say so myself. Went to a Swedish comedy film festival movie afterwards, a perfect ending to a great day.