Eleven of us bike club members cut loose today after being denied our Skaneateles Lake ride yesterday due to the weather. Today was questionable too, although you wouldn't know it by the beautiful blue skies when we set sail at 10 a.m.!
I did this ride with the club last October on a much more pleasant day with pictures that turned out much better than today:
...includes a fun "re-take" on an old Cole Porter song.
However today's ride was still a great 47 miler with over 2,200 feet of climb peaking just outside Morris.
I enjoyed catching up with a club member who had me green with envy earlier this summer as she told me of her plans to travel to Washington State on a supported cycling tour. What surprised me, however, was her feedback that although it was great to have a change of pace she has YET to find a place in all her travels that can beat the beauty and variety of upstate New York. We are so truly blessed to be cyclists in our back yard!
The clouds were gathering quickly and although rain was predicted for 3 pm it looked like it would come sooner. I was part of a group of four at the front of the group and we all shared the same opinion: no lunch for us in Morris! Just a quick stop and get buzzing back to Sidney and beat the rain!
Most of my pics were too dark to bother including, but here's a couple re-takes (you see 'em in last year's blog too):
The falls at Route 51 & Dimmock Hollow Road
Stone Bridge in Gilbertsville
On our return trip we had unexpected company: a huge Husky came darting out of the trees heading toward us! But unlike the usual cyclist's dilemma of hostile dogs we had a whole new problem on our hands:
This dog was in LOVE with our bikes and speed! He was having a BLAST running alongside us and the faster we rode the better he liked it! It was sorta fun for a few hundred feet, I'll have to admit...however soon we pulled over. This dog was liable to join us all the way to Sidney! And THEN what? The dog was happily bouncing back and forth between us, eager to win our approval. He seemed to be a loveable type that would insist on being a "lap dog," leaving one struggling to come up for air underneath.
We met up with a boy and his father riding back toward where we came and we asked them to hang onto the dog while we scurried off...!
No go...soon the dog was cheerfully loping along beside us!
What next? A young fellow came along in his car and pulled over when we got his attention. He could see that the dog was harmless. We asked if he would take the dog back to where we originally saw him. The kid said "Sure!"
Next problem: the dog wouldn't get into the car! After dragging him a bit one of our riders had a great idea. She had been chewing on a granola bar. Once it was wafted in front of the dog he was putty in our hands and happily hopped into the car chomping on the granola bar!
Off we went and before long a little, light drizzle started coming down, goosing my pedaling speed up with each drop!
We beat any significant rain, fortunately and although I car-pooled with someone who would not come along for another 45 mins. I spent the time in McDonald's unwinding with a couple tall, hot coffees.
All in all a wonderful way to spend my 55th birthday!
I logged into RealAge for another dose of feedback and unfortunately my RealAge jumped up from last year, but is still two years younger than my chronological age. RealAge keeps adding more and more complexity to its questions and calculations. It's an interesting tradition I'll keep up for birthdays to come.
Hey everyone keep it SPARKIN' this week!
ps...yearly total of 1859 miles...hoping to add to this!