I went to Virginia Beach again. If something works, don’t fix it, right?
This time, I brought my hybrid bike (aka Old Ironsides) for a change of pace. I’ve only ever brought road bikes to Virginia Beach and the old war horse deserved a chance to show what it can do. I also expected to ride into town with The Diesel and wanted to see how things worked when I used the bike on our ride.
Loyal readers are no doubt bored to tears of stories about Virginia Beach and Fort Story. New/disloyal readers can read about my adventures here, here, here, here, and here. Or you can just enter “Virginia Beach” into the search tool and you’ll be on your way. In any event, I shall not repeat the storied history of this place, where Christopher Newport claimed the New World for the King of England, where French Admiral de Grasse defeated a British fleet and thus took the New World away from England and gave it to some rebels besieging nearby Yorktown, and where a fledgling United States of America commissioned its first-ever building: a light house. Instead, I shall give a short update on three little rides I took.
Little Ride #1: Horsing Around the Base (7.4 miles)
While The Diesel went running on the beach, I hopped on Old Ironsides and took in the sights. The weather was a pleasant 75 degrees and the wind was fairly calm, which is an unusual thing on the coast. It was a good shake-down ride for the recently-lubed hybrid which has seen little use since the end of winter. All went well, which is encouraging as I intend to take this bike on next weekend’s 34-Mile organized ride in Reston.
Little Ride #2: Shopping With The Diesel (12.1 miles)
Later on the same day, the missus and I sauntered into town via Atlantic and Pacific Avenues (Yes, I am aware we weren’t very close to the Pacific Ocean. I don’t name the roads – I just ride on them.). The last few miles were spent on a nice bike path next to the boardwalk, where we had the opportunity to dodge people in swimwear as they walked between the beach and their hotels. After doing some souvenir shopping, we turned around and went home. We both agreed that Old Ironsides is a better companion to The Diesel’s Fuji Absolute than the Madone.
Little Ride #3: Going Fast(er) Around The Base (13.1 miles).
After taking the second day “off” to do some jogging, I hopped back on the bike for the final day and resolved to go fast. This worked fairly well, until a cyclist stopped me and asked for directions and then I had a notion to pedal to the beach for a photo op. Other than that, however, things moved along very well. Despite its significant disadvantages over the speedy Madone, I kept up a nice pace of 15.9 mph while moving.
And with that, we packed up the bikes and other supplies and returned home to lovely Northern Virginia. I don’t expect to be heading back to Virginia Beach for a few months, so those of you who are bored with the subject matter need fear not!