So, arrived in Warm Springs, VA on Friday as planned and checked in to the Inn at Gristmill Square, where I had stayed in August prior to the Mountain Mama century. This time, I wanted my lucky wife to see the area and on Friday we hit the Sam Snead Tavern at the Homestead for appetizers and a drink....ok, my wife had water and I had wine. If you're a golf fan, it's a cool spot with lots of memorabilia from Snead's ear when he dominated the sport with Ben Hogan and Gene Sarazen. Later, we ate at the Inn and afterwards, watched a gathering of bluegrass/soft rock fans enjoy some local artists perform in the courtyard of the Inn.
Yep, those are my shoes and watching a few women jump up and begin dancing. By now, after 4-5 glasses of wine, I don't remember much other than it was fun to sit there and watch them dance and the locals play a guitar, violin and banjo. Don't get no better than this....ok.....it can but if in Warm Springs, this is as good as it gets. Finally had to retire to get ready for the big ride on Saturday with a forecast of 60% rain, groan...... Awoke to cloudy skies, clouds swirling in the moutains, lots of green blobs on radar. More to come tomorrow. I'm kind of stalling because I was told the results would get posted and image on the web site of a certain Ohioian who pulled the stunning upset.
Mark is a long-time cyclist who enjoys poking fun at himself but most especially at his friends. No nicknames or comments are intended to offend, accept them in the humor they are intended.