And so now the Tuesday Canal evening ride comes to a close. Populated mostly by the Fairfield Fellas, yes, a bit slower than their northern counterparts but good people nonetheless riding hillier routes, they will gather at Kingys after the ride. Unlike the northerners who sip Pinot Grigio with vegetarian appetizers, the southerners rip back shot after shot of hard liquor while throwing down buffalo style wings. They burp loudly, tell raucous jokes about the New Albanistas and will stumble out of Kingys to return to their double wides, quite content. Below are the routes but....
....radar does not look so good. With a sunset of 7:15, the party, with or without the ride will probably begin at 7:30-ish. I'd like to be there to document the boisterous behavior post ride and if it does not rain, who knows, maybe I will. Rick Miller repaired my bike and it is back in the car, ready to roll.