April 27, 2013
San Angelo had a respectable turn-out for the annual race/tour. Left to right: Chad Freeze, Brian Backlund, Rick Ogan, Marlon Miller, Eddie Trevino (393) and Troy Hosmer.
Cindy Middleton and Christine Jones.
Darci Stotts, a recent addition to the groups.
Rick and Marlon
Brian and Chad
Jerry and Cindy Middleton
The ride began on 83 South. Of course, south meant we were mostly going downhill. (Editor's Note: This is Roy's Texan belief for which I have consistently mocked him since out first meeting. In actuality, I grudgingly admit, since a good deal of Texas is at sea level Texas does indeed slant downhill when going south.)
There were no "tough" hills, just what we call rollers.
As we passed this winter wheat field, Christine told me to take a picture. I asked "Why?". She stated "Because it is GREEN". We, unlike some parts of the country, are still needing rain.
There were long stretches of flat terrain--who's complaining?
Cindy and Loyd led the way.
Loyd had set a good pace for us. We rolled into rest stop 1 with over a 17 mph average. Can't speak for the world, but for me (six months post-op) that is good.
Then we turned into a cross wind. Didn't want to mention that my 17 mph was with the wind.
We were not participating in the race which is a good thing. I saw the first of many distractions--our ubiquitous yellow wild flowers.
Loyd and Christine crossing Little Concho River. Little River?
Yep, the sign was right. Around San Angelo we have the North, South, and Middle Concho. I had forgotten about the Little Concho "River". In Texas, the distinction between river and creek is that a river has water in it year round. Well, maybe almost year round.
Pretty distractions. Again, glad I wasn't pretending to race.
Close up of evening primrose.