|Rick Ogan, Brian Bucklund, Liz Rappe, Christine Jones, Donna and David Durbin|
The last couple of weeks have had balmy temperatures, so we have been able to do some social group rides. Saturday, March 12, we met at the little settlement of Knickerbocker for a "Seven Sisters" ride to Highway 277 and back. The initial ride would be 20 miles, and if desired we would go up Guinn Road for an additional 10 miles.
The road starts out with a gentle slope
which everyone completes with smiles. Christine, Rick, and Brian top the hill.
The road takes a turn
and it marks the beginning of the seven hills of FM 2335.
The hills make good training rides as they average only 5-7% grade.
Close to the end of the first leg. Donna cruising up the last gentle slope.
Destination: Intersection of Hwy 277 and FM 2335. Correct, we still haven't had any rain to speak of.
Group at intersection: Liz, Rick, Brian, Christine, Donna, and David. This was David's first ride of 2011, and he did quite well for his first ride of the year. Donna had just returned from being out of the saddle for a six-week period. Good to have them back riding with the group.
Adjustment time, so Rick to the rescue again.
I have mentioned to Rick that I could probably fill an album of shots of his working on someone's bike during a ride.
Start of the return trip. The reverse of the gentle slope getting to 277.
Rick and Liz. Velma could not make the ride this day, otherwise I would have been talking about her two miles down the road ahead of us.
Brian, Liz, and Rick on a good roll to get them up the next hill.
They easily crossed the last (14th) "sister".
Christine finishes the ride with an "Of course I made it look."
Meeting up with us after the first leg was Leann and Dan Waldron. However, since our group decided not to do the second leg on Guinn Road, Dan and Leann rode off the Tankersley (the ghost town I still haven't found).
Saturday March 19, 2011
An invitation to ride the Mt. Nebo loop via Grape Creek was issued to various riders. Oops, Jerry still sick, Donna and David had a prior commitment, Liz was on spring break as well as Dorothy as I recall, etc., etc. And the changeable Texas weather did not help the situation. Between Wednesday and Saturday morning, the forecast changed four times. At the time of the ride, it settled on 70 degrees and a 21 mph wind.
The ride began from what we affectionly call "Whiskey City". For ages, San Angelo was a dry city so all the liquor was sold just outside the city limits. San Angelo changed its law some years back so the "city" is almost a ghost town now.
The first leg of the ride was a dream. The 21 mph wind pushed us up and over the hills between Arden Road and Highway 87. Although most everyone was waiting on me when I arrived at Grape Creek, my mph average made me feel like a big boy.
The next part of our ride as you can guess, was into that wind. No pictures as everytime I turned loose of the handlebar with one hand, a gust of wind would hit me. Maybe next time.
As Doug and Rick were fixing the flat, I called Christine to determine her status and location. The wind was howling so much in her phone that I think she said she was past Grape Creek. Before we left, she rolled up to join us. The part I didn't hear in our conversation was that she was tired of fighting the wind so would I go on and get the car, return, and pick her up. I did and our Saturday ride of 14 pleasant miles and 16 miles of wind resistance training was over.
Next weekend we get to go on a race/ride at Abilene, Texas. Wind forecast is a measly 17 mph.