Connection with history

Yesterday evening Randy and Lisa treated me to randy’s fresh caught salmon & halibut. Lisa made plum desert w/ real whipped cream. I made my classic Craig Waldorf salad and treated w/ moonshine. More salad was consumed that the later sipped. I have known Randy and Lisa for years as we have back country skied and biked. I slept in their driveway in preparation for a ride @ Riverside. City sleeping. A short sprinkle hit the van roof that sat me up in bed. I stumbled out and put the cover over the bikes. Unfortunately the sprinkle remained just that.

This AM our ride was Riverside from Bowl and Pitcher. Joining were Mars, and Tom and Kelly. Again history mates. I am the oldest by not much, we are all age affected. Yet still get after it. I learned more new trails. The park is riddled w/ social trails creating a spaghetti gps ride tracks. Rake and ride or better yet, scratch out the trail then get several horses to step it in. 2 hours of chasing each other. There is a large rock on the side of the trail. Going downstream like we did it presents a diving board launch. Tom was right in front of me. he chose the rock but oversteered his landing and wiped out almost under my front wheel. I made the jump cleanly and reflexively steered away from his prostate body. He picked himself and finished the ride. Good spin ride in the park w/ long time old friends.

I took a shower in the XG then joined the others @ another crazy pizza place.

I bid adieu and drove to N Div to drop off my bike only the shop is closed on Sunday. I replaced my chain, cassette, and chain rings in the parking lot. I still have the same skritch on pedaling.

missoula jumper plane, don’t jump out rear door

 

Pic above is a test to verify that the image can be enlarged.

Back to Bill’s for the night.