ERIE, PENNSYLVANIA
Face it, when riding “flat” is usually in reference to a tire with no air. But it is also a terrain. And this flat is good.
In preparation for the Cykelnerven event in France in June, we were asked for a self-evaluation. One of the questions was “How fast to you ride on a flat route?” My rhetorical answer was “Where can I find one of those flat courses?”

My answer did not fit into the boxes we were given. I added a note and said 27 km per hour (17 mph). And then I went to France. I was nowhere close to that average and felt like I was dishonest with Bo, our ride leader, and dishonest with myself. I began to wonder if I would ever see that speed again.
In town for a wedding, I did not have time for a long ride on Saturday because we had an afternoon wedding. Likewise on Sunday we were meeting for breakfast/brunch and then headed home. So I went to Presque Isle for a quick ride.

On Saturday I parked at Beach One. On Sunday I parked on the bay side at the first parking area. Each day I planned to circumvent Presque Isle State Park.

I did not know the distance (approximately 12 miles – 19.3 km). On Saturday I had a little more time. I exited the park, rode to Sarah’s, the very popular 50s-style hot dog and ice cream stand at the entrance and then another half lap. On Sunday I only had time for one lap.
The roads here are great. On the bay side there is a bike path that follows the bay and is well suited for kids on bikes and runners or walkers. It is not a serious place to ride a road bike. Rather the roadway for the first 3.5 miles is a two-lane one-way road that is parallel to the bike lane that weaves in and out of the woods.

At the end of the 3.5 miles the road becomes two-lane with traffic in either direction. This forms a six-mile loop at the top of the peninsula before opening up to another two-lane one-way road that exists the park.
I started riding at a good pace. I was never watching my speed but new I felt good. It wasn’t quite an all-out effort one might give in a time trial. Instead of a 100% effort it was probably 90%.

Traffic was very light and very respectable. It was also 7:00 a.m. so the beach traffic was not materializing at that time. I was riding pretty fast, at least for me, and was getting very sweaty. I did not want to try to take photos while I rode, both in an effort to keep my speed up and also not wanting to drop a sweaty phone.
I checked my speed. On Saturday it was 18.5 mph (29.8 kph). On Sunday I was just happy to ride and had no pretense that I could ride at 18.5 again. And I was even faster – 18.8 mph (30.3 kph). It didn’t match the 21.7 mph (34.9 kph) that I averaged last year at Corolla, N.C. But that was a full out effort whereas this was 90%.

This was close to a JRA ride (just riding along) although at a higher pace. I felt that I was honest in my pre-France assessment. I can average 17 or 18 mph on the flat – if I can find a flat. I found one.