FreeWheel 2009 Day 6: Fairview to Alva
One lesson I've learned about Freewheel since Lisa started driving the camper each day—driving to the next town is a lot easier than riding a bicycle.
Who would have thought?
Lisa does a great job as our "team manager." She drives the car from town to town, and most of the time will find a choice camping spot, and have the camper all set up, the air conditioner on, chairs set up. Pretty impressive.
There is one thing Mrs. Kearney does not do well—storms. Day Six of FreeWheel started with storms on the horizon, and I knew that there is no way Lisa was going to want to drive in the bad weather. Even though I was all dressed and ready to go, I loaded my bike up, put some shorts on, and sent Spencer and Paul on their way. It was difficult to do, but I was glad I did. Lisa and I drove from camp to downtown Fairview, where there is a remarkable little coffee shop called the Tin Lion. We sat with an Americano and a cinnamon roll, chatted, and watched the rain fall. It was really good.
Once we determined that the storm had passed, we got into the car and drove toward Alva. It was fun to see the ride from another perspective. We got to Alva, and rather than set up the camper, we pulled our bikes down, and Lisa and I did a twenty mile spin. It wasn't the 70 miles that was on the docket for me on Friday, but it was good to ride with my favorite cycling buddy.
Spencer and Paul made excellent time—once the storms passed, the wind and the hills were non-factors, and they built a paceline, allowing them to average a smoking 19mph. They couldn't stop talking about it. I'm glad they had such a good day.
We had one close call on Friday—a man was struck by a semi. Well, not so much struck, as he was side swiped. He had tire marks on his body. He was very fortunate to have survived. The semi trucks were not doing much to yield to our presence on the road. I had one close call of my own this week.
No Garmin stats for the day. But we took some shots from the drive, and from our ride. Here you go.



Once the sun started to break through, the riding was good.

Snoop Dog doesn't like storms either.




Who would have thought?
Lisa does a great job as our "team manager." She drives the car from town to town, and most of the time will find a choice camping spot, and have the camper all set up, the air conditioner on, chairs set up. Pretty impressive.
There is one thing Mrs. Kearney does not do well—storms. Day Six of FreeWheel started with storms on the horizon, and I knew that there is no way Lisa was going to want to drive in the bad weather. Even though I was all dressed and ready to go, I loaded my bike up, put some shorts on, and sent Spencer and Paul on their way. It was difficult to do, but I was glad I did. Lisa and I drove from camp to downtown Fairview, where there is a remarkable little coffee shop called the Tin Lion. We sat with an Americano and a cinnamon roll, chatted, and watched the rain fall. It was really good.
Once we determined that the storm had passed, we got into the car and drove toward Alva. It was fun to see the ride from another perspective. We got to Alva, and rather than set up the camper, we pulled our bikes down, and Lisa and I did a twenty mile spin. It wasn't the 70 miles that was on the docket for me on Friday, but it was good to ride with my favorite cycling buddy.
Spencer and Paul made excellent time—once the storms passed, the wind and the hills were non-factors, and they built a paceline, allowing them to average a smoking 19mph. They couldn't stop talking about it. I'm glad they had such a good day.
We had one close call on Friday—a man was struck by a semi. Well, not so much struck, as he was side swiped. He had tire marks on his body. He was very fortunate to have survived. The semi trucks were not doing much to yield to our presence on the road. I had one close call of my own this week.
No Garmin stats for the day. But we took some shots from the drive, and from our ride. Here you go.



Once the sun started to break through, the riding was good.

Snoop Dog doesn't like storms either.











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