Let the word get out that, at 11:50am, despite the rain, I was undeterred. I got the bike out and rode to the front of Starbucks but no cyclists and upon the return to the parking lot, still no one of interest so then and only then, I decided to pack it in. Then, suddenly and without warning....
...Isaac emerged from a car and began to prepare. He was decidedly unenthusiastic about riding. We chatted a bit and then....
....Luke, stylish dressed as always and in Italian garb, showed up and then Frank S swooped in. Each of us had arrived via a different direction and each of us had encountered rain. Luke checked radar and passed the screen around so we could all see....it don't look good folks. I had no option, considering I am creating a "Man Cave" in my son's house while being burdened with a crushing regular work load at home but to move on to more important things.
Naturally, the remaining 4 were bummed that the life of the party was moving on. But, what happened? Were they simply spewing pessimism so the weak minded among us (me) would move on and they could then ride happily? Entirely possible but they retreated for coffee, reemerged at 12:45 and got in a 44 mile ride. Meantime, I got busy as a carpenter. I managed to fire a nail into my hand, saw a portion of a not so important finger, accidently apply "Liquid Nails" between fingers and misread a Level, thinking it showed horizontal when instead it was vertical. This will be a very creative Man Cave.