I’m sure Richmond has lots of places to grab some breakfast early on a Sunday morning (which also happened to be Father’s Day), but my route did not take me past any of them. I’m a little frustrated with my maps too, because there is a fabulous bike trail that I could have taken the entire way from Richmond to my campground, but only a small section of it was shown on my map. As a result, I rode some extra miles today, and had a hard time finding breakfast. It all worked out well though, as it usually does. I found this amazing place called The Fork. It’s small, there’s only 3 tables and most of it is taken up by an antique shop of sorts, but I was so happy and grateful to stumble on it.
This is where I discovered the Capital Trail, although it was not on my map here. The restaurant is right at the junction of the ACA TransAm Route (which will be my next ride) and the ACA Atlantic Coast route (which is my current ride). They see a lot of hungry bikers. I had a really good breakfast there, and felt much better about everything.
Instead of doing what my map told me to do (I’m such a rebel), I got on the bike path. I put my music on, and it was wonderful. So many friendly bikers enjoying this incredible path. Imagine if we had more bike paths like this one! I wish I had the money to make that happen.
At one point, a biker who was stopped on the trail yelled “TransAm?” at me, and I stopped and told him I was doing the Atlantic Coast route. He told me I was off my route, which scared me for a minute, but he was unfamiliar with it, and I was fine. I told him I was headed to Charles City, and he assured me I was going in the right direction. Once I got to Charles City, I stopped for lunch (even though breakfast hadn’t been that long ago). I knew this would be my last chance to eat, since there were no more restaurants between me and my campground, and the campground does not offer any food. The Courthouse Grille was AWESOME. It was full of bikers and families, celebrating Father’s Day, or just celebrating Sunday. There was live music, a talented young lady playing guitar and singing. I had an excellent salad and enjoyed the vibe of the place.
I continued on the trail, and it was really starting to get hot. The trail provided lots of shade, which I really appreciated. I pulled into the campground (Chickahominy Riverfront Park) just as my odometer hit 50 miles. I met a nice couple, and we would end up hanging out together later. I went to my site, and I had the whole area to myself. I set up my tent, and did a pretty good job, I must say! I threw my bathing suit on and headed for the gigantic pool. It was wonderful. I felt bad for the people who had to see me in my suit, since I look like a giant candy cane with my biker tan, but I’m sure they got over it. Swimming is one thing I really miss. I never get to do it in Vermont, and I absolutely love it. I haven’t passed up a chance to swim on this trip. I think I spent an hour at that pool. The clouds looked threatening and there were some rumbles of thunder, but it passed.
I grabbed a bag of chips for dinner and headed back to my tent. I needed to charge my phone, since my site had no electricity, so I left it charging in the bathroom and came over to chat with Bob and his family. They were very nice, and enjoying the luxury of their new pop-up camper (with air conditioning). I went back to my site after a while, and decided to take a shower before bed. The facilities were very nice. This was definitely the best campground I’ve been to. I climbed in my tent, zipped myself in, and watched some Netflix shows (you know what show....) on my phone. I’ll tell you all about my night in my tent tomorrow.
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