My last ride of August started out as most of them do. I left a little later than planned (like always), I was fuelled up with a pretty basic breakfast and the cool-ish temperature was quite beckoning.
The ride to the meeting point was okay, but a truck passed me a little closer than was necessary after crossing some railroad tracks. I wasn’t scared, but I didn’t appreciate it.
There was a big turnout today. We had four groups. I chose the C group because the B group looked rather fast. I am not sure I made the right decision because I found the C group slow at times. I guess I am going to have to do some training over the winter and make myself into a solid B rider next year.
The only remarkable thing is that this was Ian’s last ride with the club. He is moving to BC shortly (possibly even tomorrow). He was riding one of his older bikes because his “good” road bike had already been shipped out west. Regardless, he had no time keeping up with us. I will miss Ian and his Belfast accent. He told some great jokes that the accent made sound even better. He also did a good job of pulling the group along in the early part of the season when people were not at their best.
It wasn’t a great ride, but the weather was perfect for it and I enjoyed myself. I know cooler temperatures and rain are near, and I had better get in as much riding as possible.
