Monday, March 26, 2012

Yeah . . . I missed you guys . . .

THE SCENE:  8:00 am, Sunday morning . . .
Number of riders: 7
Boiling point of water: 212
Air temp: 30.28
I'm not sure what this means . . . but coincidentally, the morning air temperature times the number of riders exactly equal the boiling point of water.
I have absolutely no idea what that means, but clearly, it is significant.
Plan was to ride the Hugo's loop.
But with the "feels like" temp  (or whatever they call windchill now) at something close to absolute zero . . . our leader in safety green (you can tell which one she is . . . the one not in red), makes the wise decision to turn around at Fox Farm . . .  and head back to meet the others.
After a mad dash, and after somehow loosing Joe . . .
(Reference photo: if you find him, please send him back)
We amass at the church
Prepared to do battle once again
Back the Mocha Moose
Where we meet Allen, apparently storing food in his cheeks (like a squirrel?)
Sheree looking a bit tired after Kettlebells and TRX
and Logan and Randy!
(OK, some of these photos may actually be from Saturday, get over it!)
Some of us just couldn't resist the gravel . . .
While this guy came up with all kinds of excuses not to ride with us
(lesson:  never post anything on social media sites)
YUP . . . I think we are back in the saddle . . .

Monday, March 19, 2012

What Dreams are Made Of

OK . . . so I was going to post something about Saturday's Epic Sasquatch ride;
But . . . You can read about it here:
Then I was going to post something about today's "Sprint to the Finish"
until ... well, until I met Jasper and his Dad
He's 3 1/2 . . . not 3, but 3 1/2
Riding one of the coolest bikes I've ever seen!
(man, if I got your name wrong, I'm sorry . . .  I was a little delirious
have your Dad contact me, and I'll correct it!
and . . . for those of you wondering
funny what a couple hundred miles of ridin' will do . . .