The heavy, moisture laden, heat oppressive conditions have moved out for a few days so it was a little surprising that a rather modest sized crowd appeared in Canal. Here, Butch, Mitch and Peggy are plotting the final turns for this Saturday's Rocky Roving Ride. The trio plan not one but TWO trips up Rocky Road and not early but at the END of the route. This will be like riding up Tourmalet, twice, in a single Tour de France stage. The second trip up Rocky is optional and will be interesting to see how many choose the option. For me, the Rocky ride is my favorite roving ride. Long stretches of flat to rolling punctuated by a few significant climbs like Rocky, Tar Hollow, Clark Hollow that Thornton Sprung beast, but not the constant up and down type of route.
Mark C, fresh off his Florida purchase of a new Astro van, is back. Mark said the hilliest bike path he has ever ridden was in Florida where he vacationed with the in-laws for a week. If that were me, I too would have ridden 150 miles each day. Jeremy is in the background.
Roy asked me to take an image of his sorry bike shorts. Asked me to put the word out that he needs a donation, men's medium or ladies XL he said.
Even with the arrival of this truck load of cyclists, we still probably had only 55 people at the start, for a flat route east towards Baltimore and a little hillier route back.
A group of 15 A's rolled out including Da Boss, Steve O, Mark C, Ryan, Buckeye Planet Dude, Walker Dude, Savage Hill Rick, Jeff S, a few new people, etc... Not there were Jamie and the Jeni guy got our hopes up at the Grandview race but did not show. I was there of course, adding markedly to the atmosphere with words of encouragement and uplift. However, not there was my bike. I work from home in an office and had taken the bike out of the car over the weekend. The bike sits 4' from my desk...I have to walk past it all day. Somehow, I walked by it when leaving for the ride, drove all the way to Canal without noticing it was missing, got out of the car and signed up for the ride, walked back to the car to open the door and only then realized my mistake......IDIOT!!! Of course, the considerate fellow cycling friends mostly acted as if they understood. For instance, Steve O called me an idiot but what could I say? Went trail running instead. Bummer. Hey, someone fill us in on what happened during the ride.