Reporting from the wilds of New Brunswick . . . today's update: 18 September: The Chequamegon Fat Tire Festival. Lots of people from this group are parkin' their road bikes and hittin' the trails in Hayward. Let's wish 'em well. Have fun in the dirt boys and girls . . .
18 September: The Young Survivors Coalition have a fundraising ride this weekend on the Munger Trail. A number of our members are taking time to participate in this event.
There is still time to register, ride 1 - 100 miles,
and help find a cure for cancer.
Young and old, woman or man . . . this affects us all.
Everyone else: Get Organized, and get to the MOOSE
Dave, Randy, and I met at 6 this morning as planned, only to ride through a brief rain shower (where did that come from?); rode up the shore, then up McQuade. We stopped at the top of McQuade for a quick clothing adjustment and were pleasantly surprised to find an abolutely stunning display of early morning color in the low lying cloud cover. As Dave would say "you could choose to be hugging your pillow at this time of day or choose to be out here for this". I'm glad I chose the latter today!
We'll be at the church tomorrow morning at 6am.
For anyone who cares or is interested, Dave and I did make it out this morning, and yes lights are required for the first 20 minutes or so. There is also a certain quiet and peacefulness to the time just before dawn (especially once you're off the main roads).
We'll be at the base of Lester River Road at Superior street tomorrow morning!
The question has been posed: "but what's the rain criteria exactly?"
The answer: it eludes me completely! As the year has progressed, the definition seems to have changed. To be clear: it is much easier to "ride in the rain," than it is to "begin a bike ride in the rain!"
So what does this mean? If it is not raining at the exact moment for which the ride is scheduled . . . we are going! (that is if the roads at the meeting point are not too wet)
What does "too wet" mean? Your guess is as good as mine!
Bottom line: Unless it is actually raining . . . show up!
BUT . . . BE PREPARED
Once we are on the road, there is no turning back!
Yes indeed, it was a cold start to a long day in the saddle
Much to the surprise of all, we had four riders for
Dave's "trois parcours epique"
Temperature at 7:00 was 43 degrees . . . it soon dropped to 41, then 39.
For those that remember, "deux parcours epique" had a temperature of 95, this just seven days ago . . . that's right kiddies . . .
a temperature change of 56 degrees.
Suffering from "small window" syndrome, Russ had to depart early,
leaving Rich with Dave S and Dave S.
It was easy for the Dave's to keep things straight . . . If a Dave wanted to talk with the other Dave, all he had to do was shout "Hey Dave." It was a bit more complicated for a non-Dave . . . Therefore the Dave's became Dave Sp and Dave St (even that did not work since that starts with T and that rhymes with P and that stands for pool)
For those unbelievers . . . frost on the spruce!
It would be fun to ride these tracks . . .
With three pair of cold toes . . . we arrived Hugo's
Don't laugh . . . it was pretty damn good
After 20 minutes at Hugo's, the temp had risen to a comfortable 54
It's not clear to me, with scenery like this
and pavement like this
why we don't see more (read: any) riders on FR11
Perhaps they are worried about being run over by a boat?
OK . . . how many times can you use the word "too, to, two"
on one sign?
sign, sign everywhere a sign . . .
do this, don't do that . . . can't you read the sign
(day's lesson in philosophy courtesy
"the Five Man Electrical Band")
YES . . . this is Minnesota
In two weeks time, this will be even more spectacular
The beginning of a "screaming" 12 mile downhill
OK . . . let me think . . .
That would be a "yes"
Not bad . . . 2 cheeseburgers for 2 bucks . . . thanks Holiday
Does anyone named "John" recognize this tree?
I can never get over this jersey / helmet combo
It makes me think Eddy is with us
Note to self: Do not attempt to take photo while riding through tunnel over rumble strip
and yes, the obligatory stop to assist stranded cyclists
wait . . . It looks to me like they have it handled . . .
This unplanned stop did cause us to be just moments late
The MOCHA MOOSE was CLOSED!!
Yes . . . almost home . . . final total: 137.1 miles, 7hrs33 minutes
Well done to the DAVE'S . . . another finger of rum
SUNDAY: 6 SEPT Jymy B's ride withoutJymy B
oh no . . . not these guys again
Fortunately, others showed up
some a bit late, but smiling
Sheree . . . note how Rick is getting OUT of the car
We had a group of nine for Jymy's ride . . . without Jymy
OK, this might get just a bit complicated:
Since Wayne missed Saturday's ride to "brew beer,"
and since beer is often brewed by Budweiser,
and since Budweiser has draft horses
It only seemed right to put him in front all morning.
Russ, since he skipped most of "Trois Parcours Epique"
was also sent to the front
All the way to the MOCHA MOOSE
("so I took off my hat, and said "Imagine That"")
(more words of wisdom from the Five Man Electrical Band)
ahh ... her bike is out of the car