Sunday, September 25, 2005

Double Your Fun

26.7 miles Saturday
26.7 miles Sunday

Friday evening Sue found a local ride with the Appalachian Mountain Club. It is a 43 mile ride through much of the territory I do quite regularly.

I arrived at the designated meeting spot only to have forgotten my helmet. They would have let me tag along bringing up the rear, but riding without a helmet is stupid.

Sue reluctantly, but graciously agreed to deliver the helmet at a location along the route. I told the guys I would drive there, get the helmet and backtrack to join them. The delivery went smoothly and as I was about to depart I noticed I had no pump. Since I was going to be a reeeeealy long way from home, riding without a pump is...well, stupid.

Off I scurried in my Pontiac Vibe ( which needs a good washing by the way), home to get the pump. I had remembered it dropping on the garage floor the night before as I was preparing for the ride. It was no where to be found. Thinking back, "I know I put it on the bike". A recheck of the car found it on the floor of the car. An hour wasted. I know where they would be at the 90 minute mark and I was still determined to meet the guys. I had a 10 mile ride to catch them, and a little over 30 mintues to get there. Just as I was about to leave the house, Sue pulled up with a disguisted look. After all she did, I drove home anyhow.

I made good time on the bike and did meet up with them. They had just finished their stop and I needed one bad. I decided to forgo riding with them till next week and did a rided alone. It was so nice that I did the same route today (Sunday) and had Sue join me. Here is the descripton.

Quiet country roads, cool temperature in the high sixties combined for a nice Sunday ride with my best friend.

A typical old building on one of the quiet country back roads.

We found a wonderfull country farm that offered fresh fruit, ice cream and other treats. They has a couple of boros who were very friendly, enjoyed being pet and also were willing subjects for pictures.

The farm also offered wagon rides around the multi acred property using Clydesdale horses they raise.

Things wouldn't be the same without ole "blue" in the picture.

Sue and I also stopped to visit an old friend who runs an apple orchard. Because it is prime picking season we didn't stay too long. She was't picking, because the customers are allowed to pick thier own. It is a custom with many fruit growers in the area. Blueberries, apples etc. Anything that grows in tall vines or trees.

This being the big protests weekend in DC, one of the locals let thier feelings be known.

On the way home we say a house that had been destroyed in an arson fire. The insurance had posted a reward. I originally saw this shell three or for months ago.

I'm going out on a limb and guessing the owner on this one


Anonymous said...

I love the sign about the soldiers being in the wrong gulf. I hyperlinked here from QSJ to see/hear more of the weekend. Seems like it was a good one.

Debbie from QSJ

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