We eventually rolled into Pleasantville. This is where Steve O met his future wife when last year, as we rolled to a stop, a woman with plenty of body fat and few teeth, rolled off the sidewalk on a bike with no brakes, until she impacted Steve. It was obvious to us all that it was love at first sight. Speaking of Steve, he is conflicted, his new BMC, a 2014 model, will likely not be available until October. Meantime, there are 2013 models available as soon as tomorrow, so he could ride one in VA, rather than take the toe clip hybrid. What to do, what to do.
We got on to Lake Road, then a right on Carroll-Eastern and had a good run in to Carroll. Things were a little chaotic out on the road as multiple people surged to the front to take advantage of the descent in to Carroll. I stayed on the old veteran's wheel, Poobah, who was on the tandem, staying out of the way. We exited Carroll and approached the short but steep climb where suddenly and without warning, I saw my chance. For the first time in 30+ miles, Poobah had left the tandem!!!!! I dove for the wheel and rode up the climb, knowing it did not matter how far everyone got ahead, the tandem would catch on the descent. Sure enough, as we crested the climb, it was like following the Flying Wallendas on the back of a torpedo. We shot down the hill, blew through the stop sign and began overtaking those in front. First one, then another, then....the Rossi tandem had run out of gas. I urged them both to pull me through but they were tanked. So, the group rolled in to Canal, largely together, with a 21mph avg and 42 miles.