Photo: Rob Weiss
Usually I begin to exhibit signs of spring fever after early glimpses of snowdrops and crocuses. My first flu like symptom is always an incurable urge to hop on my bike. I understand many of you hardy folk cycle religiously all year long and are never deterred by the winter “rains” or “winds”. Hats off to you! I am of weaker stalk. Despite attempting to do my fair share of winter riding, I must admit that I don’t quite maintain my “summer legs” all year long. When spring fever strikes and I feel motivated to grease the chain and pump up the tires, one of my “go to” rides is the Iona Causeway and Sea Island in Richmond.
