A Different Kind of Ride

Every year the Vancouver Bicycle Club puts on the Ride Around Clark County (RACC).  The ride starts near downtown Vancouver and offers various ride lengths from 20 miles to 100 miles.  The 100 mile ride usually came by our house in the opposite end of the county.  I often thought about doing this ride (not the 100 miler), but the traditional date for it was in May, and it was often raining.......not the most fun way to ride a bike.  This year they wised up and changed the date to August and I decided to give it a try.  I have been riding my bicycle almost every other day, which is my summer exercise choice, but I haul my bike to Woodland and ride a level, traffic-free route mostly on dike roads that protect farm land from flooding by the Columbia river.  My route is about 18 miles and pretty much the same thing every time.  I was ready for some change.  I decided to do the 34 mile route, which is pretty wimpy, but still twice my normal ride.  One of the attractions of the ride was a barbecue at the end, including beer. 

Carolyn and I drove the van down to the start at the Pierson Air Museum, which is on the Fort Vancouver historic site.  Here I am getting ready to go:

It was a case of start whenever you feel like it, and I ended up riding with no other riders around for quite a ways after I got going.  There were markings on the road that indicated when to make a turn, and periodically there was a "reassuring" marker for continuing on in the same direction.  I found that without other riders around me I got the feeling of anxiety I used to get when desert racing and wondering if I missed a course marker.  And, in fact, I did miss one, but the road dead ended shortly so I didn't go too far out of my way. 

At the half-way distance they had a rest stop with all kinds of goodies to boost your energy.  Quite an upgrade from the bike rides I did in California where they would provide only water and some mushy warm bananas.  Here is a sample:

The course had been pretty level up to this point with a lot of dedicated bike lanes.  Still, it has been a long time since I commuted by bicycle and had to deal with city traffic and stop signs and stop lights.  It was a little stressful. 

After the rest stop we got into some pretty steep hills and roads without any shoulder.  Good that it was fairly early on a Saturday so traffic was light.  After the hills I was beginning to get a bit weary, and by the time I hit 30 miles I was ready for the finish and the beer and barbecue. 

Carolyn just happened to be bringing the van to the finish when I got there.  She had been walking and got in over 12,000 steps, so she got her big dose of exercise. 

The club put on a good feed; the beer was local craft brew:

And the pulled pork sandwich was delicious:

There was plenty of seating indoors in an old aircraft hangar:

An interesting thing, that you can sort of see in this photo, was that hardly anybody was less than 50 years old.  I'm not the only one who took to a bicycle when the old joints got too ruined from age and over use. 

It was a good day.  The weather was perfect and I got to ride somewhere different and stretch my effort a bit.  I was pretty mellow for the rest of the day.