The biggest group ride yet was held on Saturday with 19 folks in attendance. As Gregg explained, there was to be a short ride (35mi) and a long ride (55mi) following the pi symbols on the road. Easy enough. Some of added lib, others improvised, but at the end of the day there were 19 routes and 19 tired and hungry souls with racing stripes made of pollen.
As recounted by Kevin:
19 cyclists set out from Carlisle, a day that was sunny and hot
Most of the cyclists had been training a while, a few not so much or just not.
The path was well marked and traveled by most, what in the world could go wrong?
A distraction, a moment, a mind stuck on a song
Wafting along the enjoying the breeze,
And many a missed turn along the PI path and travelers scattered with ease.
18 cyclists returned on two wheels, one came back via four.
It was day to be noted in lore.
New friends were met, new roads were explored, nothing went quite as was planned.
There were racers and sloggers, and skiers, and rowers getting miles, getting sweaty, getting tanned
On the day when the gods of Garmin and EyePhone oft were called on for aid
But the gods were gone cycling or off to the beach no matter how much we all prayed
Roads called pinnacle, summit, depot and hill all had appropriate names
Strawberry, Woodchuck, and Oak brought some pain but all gave up their gains
As uphills became downhills
and luckily no spills
As the circles were closed and the wheels all returned to the Carlisle home end of day
The burgers were good, and the beer was well earned, and the miles the price we all paid
To have friends on the path, a PMC life and a laugh, a pause about hospice to cry
for a sister, a mother, a friend or a brother. All we can do is just try.
Thanks for tagging along and supporting us!