I needed a change in scenery so I drove deep into the south to check out the Southern Rebels and their kin around Canal Winchester. They breed like rabbits so next year a new crop of cycling talent could emerge. Bears some watching.
The Grand Poobah was describing his exploits at the Tour de Doughnut ride last Saturday.
Pretty good turnout, around 25 but when the A group was called out, no one moved. Large group of B's though.
Keith on the right. Strong for his age of around 72 or just plain strong.
The wonderful ride leader Ric Noland of Cyclist Connection. Tirelessly works his craft during the day and then almost always makes it to the ride or sends one of his shop lieutenants. The opening of his second location is soon. Big thank you for providing maps and routes every Tuesday.
We listen to Ric's announcements and then head out on a very flat, 30 mile route that at one point put us on a road so newly paved that they finished just two hours prior to our arrival. A fine sand like material was kicked up, swallowed and presumably digested over time by the wheels in front of us. Good idea to keep the mouth shut during this mile portion of the route. Since there were no A riders, the Super B group, comprised of all B's, was 19-20 strong.
We went north toward Pataskala, a little east and then south, finishing with 30 miles and a 20.5 avg. The pace was surprisingly moderate and the group watches at all intersections to make sure everyone makes it through prior to ramping the speed. Kinda enjoyed it.