We've been very busy the past few days and the computer's been put on the back shelf, thankfully. I'll try and do a quick recap of the past three days worth of adventures. On Monday we planned on doing the same thing we did on Sunday, Beach in the morning, lunch, pool, dinner, etc. Vacation down here is nice in the sense that you never really have to be anywhere at any given time and when you get there, you get there. So rolling out of bed, eating a casual breakfast and finally strolling down to the beach around 10:00 is no big deal in my world. Playing a few hours in the sun and sand makes it even better. The problem we had today is that apparently with all of that casualness, we were all very tired. After the late lunch and showers, everyone fell fast asleep. Next thing I know it's 6:30 p.m. and I'm waking up to some 80's sitcom on the TV. So much for hitting the pool. That was our Monday.
Tuesday we strived to be a little more productive, if you can call it that. After carrying the new Cervelo down on the bike rack, I decided I needed to take it out for a spin to make it worth while. I've been trying to contact a local rider to find out the hot spots for the local riding scene. Up until now, I was unsuccessful so I plotted a small route that would take me off the island back to the mainland. Before I left, my boss told me sort of where he rode his bike around here. I have to say that he's absolutely insane on riding on Route 278. For those of you who don't know, this is the only way on and off the island so it's very heavily traveled. I'm comfortable riding in traffic, but when the traffic is doing 60 mph and there are no shoulders to ride on, I become a little worried. I decided that my life is worth way more than this and I will never ride on that road again. I ended up calling Jen when I got to the mainland and got a few more miles in to have her come pick me up. I figured I was very lucky for not getting into trouble on the way out, I wasn't going to try and push my luck on the way back.
Neglecting the pool on the previous day, we started out there on this day just to make sure that we got it in. We were able to play around in the pool for a few hours before lunch and a quick nap. The plan was then to go on a dolphin "seafari" in the afternoon. This is where they take you out on a glorified pontoon boat in the harbor for a 90 minutes or so, so you can catch a glimpse of some sea life. It was more fun to take Nicholas out on a boat for the first time. He seemed to do ok but I think he was a little unsure about the whole experience. He spent most of the time on Jen's and my lap, I think the waves were a little too much for him. Once he got distracted by the fish they caught in their net and the crabs they keep on board, he did much better. He also liked playing "Captain" as you can see in the picture.
After our high seas adventure, we made our way back to the central island to Shelter Cove to see the ritual Tuesday evening fireworks. This was a fun place to do some people watching and take in some of the local flavor. I must appear like a local because everyone was asking me questions about where the fireworks would be, what time they went off, etc. Sure enough, all of my predictions that I was telling everyone was wrong, but that's ok, I'll never see them again. The fireworks were fun, a little short but always a fun time.
Wednesday (Today) we got ourselves back on track to our normal routine. Back down to the beach for several hours of playtime in the sand and sun. I think Nicholas is becoming scared of the water, so we're not pushing the idea. I think part of the problem is the jelly fish. We saw one on Monday in the water and then there were several more out there today. Probably best to keep it safe as we don't want to be nursing boo-boos and there is still plenty of fun to be had in the sand. Jen and Nicholas tried making sand castles, but it seems like every time one tower was built, a storm, a.k.a. Nicholas's hand would come by and knock it down. I'm not sure anything ever got built, but Jen got buried along with all of our feet. It was a fun, but suprisingly a relaxing day on the beach.
This evening I left Jen and Nicholas to go swimming in the pool and play in the park while I ventured south to Savannah, Georgia to do some riding. I had contacted a local bike club/race team down there and they let me know about their weekly group rides. I wasn't planning on driving down there, but based upon my previous days attempt, I needed some good training miles as I could feel my fitness slowly leaving my body from my inactivity, or all of those chocolate chip cookies I've been munching on. The group ride turned out fun. I was a little worried at first about it being too slow because the pace was a constant 20 mph but my power meter was only registering 100W. That feels almost like coasting for those not familiar with what a watt feels like. Fortunately on the return trip, a local racer kicked things up a little bit, I was able to grab his wheel and before I knew it, we were cruising at 26 mph+ and I was assured that my power meter was working properly when I saw 300+ Watts for that duration. What started out as a large group ended in about 5 of us rolling back into Historic Savannah on our own. It was a fun way to end the day and cool when they invited me back for the "fast" sessions.
brian
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