I woke up and decided that it was a good day to cycle 100km (62 miles). I haven’t ridden my road bike in months so it’s starting to look sad and lonely in my garage. Sure, I could have just gone out for a 25-40km ride but it just seemed boring.
At 10am I leave home and cycle the 10km to Victoria Point. It’s cold (by my standards) so I wear my sleeveless fleece vest over my jersey. Putting it on means I will have to wear it all day because I’m not carrying a bag, but I don’t expect it will warm up much. I have ‘early in ride anxiety’ for most of this section of the ride. But I feel a lot better when I buy a cheese and ham scroll from the bakery. It is one of my favourite treats and the Victoria Point bakery is the only place where I know I can buy them.
From Victoria Point I follow the coast to Point O’Halloran. I’m familiar with this section of the road because I run here regularly. It’s one of my favourite places and I can’t wait until I have my inflatable kayak so I can get out on the water instead of being a spectator from land. The heavy cloud cover keeps the temperatures low, which makes the riding easier.
The ride from Point O’Halloran to Cleveland follows the main road away from the coast. But the road is wide and safe to ride. I see a few other cyclists who I wave to. Unfortunately, with the increased popularity of cycling, the culture of the sport has changed significantly. Lycra-clad racers, whether in bunches or on their own, no longer wave at those not as well-equipped. I find this a sad change because all cyclists used to acknowledge each other on the road, whether the other person was a fancy lycra lover, a mountain biker or someone wearing shorts and t-shirts.
At Cleveland I stop to look for (and find) two geocaches.
From Cleveland I ride out to Wellington Point. Again I have to follow main roads but this time there are some hairy sections that are narrow and busy. But once I get out to pretty Wellington Point I know it’s all worth it. The point is as pretty as ever. The tide is high so King Island is surrounded by water.
I decide to come back one day to have a training run along the isthmus to King Island. It’s about 4km return to run over to and around the island. There is a geocache hidden there that I would try to find when I head across. Now I just need to wait for the tide to be right so I can head out one morning before work. The isthmus is only dry an hour each side of low tide so I need to time it correctly so I don’t get caught out by the strong high tide currents.
From Wellington Point I ride along the bay as much as I can. I find a few more geocaches as I ride past them. At about the 50km mark I start to feel hungry and realise that I’ve not eaten enough to cover my energy needs for the ride. I grab an apple-cinnamon flavoured Hammer gel out of my jersey hoping it will help. While the flavour of the gel is better than the PowerBar gels I usually use, the Hammer doesn’t give me the same burst of energy that the PowerBar gels do.
I have ridden 59km when I get to Wynnum. I’ve kept up an average speed of 25.6kph, which pleases me. This is the furthest I’ve cycled in a long time, possibly since I started training in July 2011. And I still have 41km to ride before I get home. I decide fish and chips are an appropriate lunch. There’s a restaurant here that I like; it has a takeaway section. At first I ride past to check out a cheaper takeaway but I quickly leave it, deciding I’d rather spend an extra $3 on good quality food than buy anything from a place that smells like old oil where the crumbed fish is laying out on display in a dodgy-looking display case. I take my food down to a park bench next to the water and enjoy my meal break.
From Wynnum I follow the main roads back to Mt Cotton. I hit the wall at about 68km and try another gel. This time it’s banana flavoured, which tastes good but doesn’t help ease the hollow feeling in my quads. At 72km I pass a shop where I buy a bottle of Powerade, which hits the spot. There really was no food worth eating at the shop so I just rely on the Powerade.
As I get closer to home it becomes apparent that I’m going to be 18km short of my 100km goal. So I turn down a side street that I’ve never been down before. I get a nasty surprise when the road travels steeply up Mount Cotton. It doesn’t reach the top but it’s still very pretty. The side trip only buys me 5km so I still need to find 13km of road to ride.
I toy with the idea of just riding home and calling it a day at 87km but know I’ll be disappointed if I do. So I turn down some suburban streets near my home. They are nothing special but they buy me more kilometres. When I reach my street I am only 3k shy of my goal. So I do a lap of my block and then a full lap of my estate, bringing my total to 100.07km when I ride in my driveway.
I enjoyed the ride and hope to add long rides to my weekend adventures.
Total: 100.07km @ 23.3kph and average heart rate of 85% max. Average temperature 16.3’C. 6 geocaches found.