A Century Should Be Fun

Last Saturday, April 21, I finished the Lake Anna Century Classic. Lake Anna was formed in 1973 when the North Anna River was dammed to provide cooling water for the North Anna nuclear plants. The irregularly-shaped lake is the third largest in the state. This ride circles the lake, and uses all but one of the bridges over the its estuaries.

It was a delightful day -- sunny and a bit breezy. We passed some beautiful homes and yards, there were many views of the lake. And, for those who kept their heads up, there were many memorable tranquil scenes reflected in water -- an old mill or a peaceful copse of trees. The terrain was not particularly challenging, but I didn't experience any of the advertised 'long, flat stretches'. We were either climbing or coasting on shallow grades. In fact, the grades so dominated the ride that I don't think I really noticed the blustery headwind. But, when we turned into the final 30 miles, the tailwind put a smile on everyone's faces.

We were particularly fortunate with the weather: the following two days were cold with an all-day rain. The nearby Appalachian Mountains even had snow! We grabbed one of the best weather days of the month.

This region of Virginia has an interesting mix of cultures. The quiet affluence of the lakeside homes stands in contrast to the rural farming communities in the adjacent counties. There were many courteous drivers who would wait behind cyclists for oncoming traffic to clear. And, there was the occasional guy in an old pickup truck who needed to voice an opinion as to whether we should be on 'his' road. When you pass through a town called Bumpass, you probably should expect a bit of that. The friend-to-foe ratio was about twenty-to-one, which is as good (or bad) as it is country-wide.

I've ridden on these roads before, as early as the 1980s. It's interesting to see the Virginia Department of Transportation in transition. Long ago, there was absolutely no accommodation for bicyclists. Now, some of the roads have shoulders. But, maddeningly, the shoulders have a tendency to disappear -- sometimes just as you're climbing a hill with traffic coming in both directions. Instilling rationality in road design is one of the reasons I've become involved in bicycle advocacy with our local government. 

For some odd reason, this 'century' went only 95 miles. This makes no difference to my quest, as I've long since colored in Virginia. I have to wonder, however, if there isn't some way to gather up an extra five miles of the rolling Virginia countryside.

But, as I did this ride, my thoughts centered around how pleasant this whole experience was. That includes the anticipation and the mapping ahead of time, as well as the post-ride chatter with fellow riders. On some rides, I want to put on earphones and listen to something to make the miles move faster. The scenery here had so much variety that I was well into the final stretch before I pondered adding a soundtrack.

Interestingly, century events seem to come in distinct sizes. This was a 'small' event, with about 200 riders. The Tristate Century earlier in April was similar in size. There are many events with thousands of participants. It's sometimes hard to tell ahead of time what the scale of a given event will be. I'm expecting that soon enough I'll be riding with a bigger crowd.

Perhaps next weekend: The Red Poppy Ride in Georgetown, Texas. And, after that event, I'll get to visit my grandchildren! Life is good.

I've updated the links at the right to show the rides I'm registered for on the rest of the year. You may have noticed a theme: I gravitate toward those rides with "flat" in the title, or that advertise the avoidance of hills. After all, a century should be fun!