Kind of cold at the start, around 37 degrees and that probably deterred some people from coming out yet we still had 22. Well, we had 22 until David discovered he had forgotten his bike shoes....here we go again, another bailout because of missing equipment. Good mix of cyclists led by Steve O, fresh off a 150 mile ride the day before, Mark C, Kendas Dave & Janet, Dustin, new guy Dan from Reynoldsburg, Jeff S, Grand Poobah, Nathan, Flyin Tuna, Ginger, Bruce, Evie, Pugilist Mark R, John S, Aaron, Fred, argh, who am I missing?
Now that I have made it clear to Grand Poobah that I have no interest in him, he has shifted his sights elsewhere.
We headed out on a neat route that took some of us on new roads and as previously posted, we did see some of the views I had promised such as passing babbling brooks with fishes jumping from the water, we did see an albino wolf jump into our midst, we did see a view of the coast and water and gosh was it a beautiful day of sun. Worked our way over to Millersport with a steep hill thrown in there that I do not recall ever riding before today. Dustin got a head start on us and won the KOM points with a vicious battle behind him for 2nd.
We pulled into the Restorante Velero and chose to eat on the patio with the view of the water and coast. Beautiful isn't it? Todd L had been whining about the necessity of eating a cinnamon bun from the Granville Coffee House so I looked all over the Velero for one for him since we were a smidgen south of Granville. After awhile, we headed west, then south and hey, there's Coonpath Road again and soon thereafter back in the church parking lot with 63 miles. Good group and good fun, as usual. Then on Sunday, I hooked up with John Martens group out of Granville, along with 20+ others. Lots of tri-types who demonstrated they may be strong on flatish time trials but Blue Jay...not so much. But then, how many tri courses have that kind of climbing on them, like none I know of. Also there were John Sada, Tim & Lisa Tyler, Kyle Wingler, and a couple others who are real climbers. My interest was a social Sunday pace and I just hung with the tri-types but gosh it took a long time to cover the 48 miles.
Oh, get this, while riding Blue Jay, I came across Lisa T. who was fixing a flat. Being a considerate, kind cyclist, naturally I stopped to see if I could help. Nope, she had everything but I hovered just in case, if nothing else to keep the local rednecks away. First, Lisa reinstalled her old tube rather than the new one but hey, that can happen to anyone. Then, after replacing the old tube with a new one, she ran most of the CO2 out of the cartridge prior to shoving it onto the tube nozzle. I won't lie, I got a big kick out of this scene. Fortunately, I had my micro pump and after she pumped for 5 minutes, I took the 2nd shift and some time later, had the tire pressure up to 80-90. Another fun day on the bike but which days are not, when partially spent on a bike.