Work Commute
Tour of Carson Valley 44 mi
Century Distance #12
The organized ride this week was the Tour of Carson Valley sponsored by Bike the West, a lovely ride from Genoa up to Woodfords and back. My sister, Robin, and her husband, Ted (modeling their number in the pic above) took the day off work to go out and ride with me, gotta love 'em, they stand by me and support me all the way. And it is even more impressive because they hadn't been on their road bikes, in well, years (Ted had to dust them before they could be ridden) and they hadn't ridden 44 miles at one time in, again, years. On top of this they work a late swing shift at Renown Hospital in Reno, and are not morning people, yet there they were bright-eyed and bushy tailed at 6 am to head out to Genoa.
Sign up was a Mormon Station starting at 8 am, and I was again there before the volunteers were ready! Genoa is the oldest settlement in what was the Utah Territories, later to become Nevada. Also the location of the first saloon in Nevada, still in operation (more on that later).
The morning is lovely, just a little cool, enough to make the air invigorating and crisp. We road out along various frontage roads towards Woodfords and by the way, Carson River Road is just a wee bit of a long climb! Probably between 4 and 6% along about 5 miles.
The rest stops were great, the fruit was fresh, there were a variety of things to munch on, from tortillas and salsa to cookies, granola bars, crackers. Volunteers were fantastic too. The couple below (I should have gotten their names darn it) were probably the friendliest I have run into.
After leaving the 2nd rest stop at Woodfords, we went up to Diamond Valley Road and started our way back to Genoa. Great views along the way, air was clear, it was not too hot, and amazing for Nevada there was no wind...it was probably all in California.
We arrived back at Genoa at about 12:30, 4 ish hours to do 44 miles, took our time, had a great time along the way.
Dinner was good and bad. The barbeque chicken was excellent, fresh off the grill as we stood in line, the sauce was just right, not too heavy, just a hint of heat. And, the ice cream, oooh, the ice cream was a perfect topper to the morning. The rest of the meal was okay, store packaged potato salad, chips, rolls. The only thing they had to drink was water and a sport drink, could have used something different by then, so we mosied on over the the oldest saloon in Nevada and treated ourselves to an IPA. A lovely day with loved ones, they were even talking about going out and doing a ride again!