I rode with Marty long enough for him to point out a group of turkeys to the side, then dropped back to a group headed by Nathan, but not for long, then back to Mitch and Flyin Tuna but still too intense, back to other groups, some riding motorized wheel chairs and scooters and finally latched on to Poobah and soon Amanda, Mike M, Franz and others. Poobah had ridden 4 straight days or something like that so he wasn't in much better shape then me.
We rolled into this food stop and while each of us carefully passed out a single milk crate on which to sit, Poobah took two, claiming he deserved a throne. He is so suave and smooth, he even managed to convince Amanda to pose on his lap. Around mile 70 of this 74 mile route, my legs stopped feeling so bad and as we reached the parking lot, I decided to keep going and found a legit 8th climb on Vooris Road before running into a mail carrier, discovering I was not where I thought I was and turned around, finishing with 85 miles and 5500' of climbing.