Jeff came up with a good route of 33 miles with a slightly shorter option of 31. The A group departed of 15-16, then our B group of around 10-12 and we cruised out ood 161, making a left at Kitzmiller where I slotted in beside Kevin H, and had to work too hard to stay up so at the turn onto Jug, I slid back. At the Beech Road intersection, the police had created a temporary block to allow the A&F riders to pass and...hey, there were the A's stacked up. If I had to ride hard I may as well do it with them so I joined and off we went. They hit it hard out to 310 where a left and quick right continued the route and also where the racer types punched it hard out of the turn and I was gone, to drift back to the funner bunch of B's We wound up in Alexandria with a 22.3 average and there was Steve O waiting. He had taken a pull on a down hill stretch and when he pulled out, someone used it as an opportunity to attack and Steve missed the group's tail. Dennis explained to Steve the proper protocol of not tearing apart the B group with an A pace and so, Steve promptly violated the spirit of the law by attacking on Mounts.
I did not react to the move becase I knew Steve did not know the route and would be forced to wait at the next intersection so why waste the energy. Kevin, still young and inexperienced, leaped to Steve's wheel. The rest of us, absent Tuna and Recumbent Dude who short cutted the route, were content to pedal along but on a down hill stretch, Tri Mike tucked and took advantage of the aero position to zoom away. This was too much for Dennis and so he jumped with me, of course, drafting and we eventually passed Mike and soon caught Steve and Kevin. We finally reached Hardscrabble with people strung out a little but regrouped on the way to Northridge and then across to Concorde. Steve kept asking me the road names and I suspected he had memorized part of the route and when I confirmed we were now on Concorde, at the first uphill ramp he attacked but I covered, as did everyone and Steve was introduced to the hard fact of B riding, on a flattish route, they can draft anyone. Attack after attack was covered and Steve finally packed it in with Kevin taking a few pulls and all of us noting the fragrant scent of Kevin's f
French perfume, which he splashes on vigorously prior to each ride.
We reached Caswell and Dennis announced, due to the blind corners, narrow road and crummy road conditions, would be a neutral zone. Half way down, Dan violated the neutral call and took off. We are debating what the fine amount will be for this violation but he better bring a fat wallet next week.