September 17/16: 71.5 Kms; 2 Hrs 14; 516 Metres; Four Riders

Well hello there. Score one for the Weather Network and zero for Environment Canada. Yes, it rained just as we were finishing coffee at the General Store in Pakenham. That’s the bad news. The good news is three-fold: 1) we didn’t get wet: it was just a sprinkle 2) the ride was super, with no issues with the wind 3) Joe was in fine form, doing most of the pulling; and, staying close enough to us that we actually benefited from his draft. Having said that, it was a fast start but otherwise steady with no sudden accelerations or yo-yoing. Perfect, you might say, with favourable winds and warm temperatures punctuated with periodic bubbles of cold air, reminding us that the equinox was at hand. You would have enjoyed it. You know, you really just should have been there.

Right, that was it: very nice, but only with four riders, reflecting the cycling season is getting long in the tooth. Let’s hope for a larger turnout tomorrow. Are you in?

Here’s the tentative plan for Sunday, assuming wind is from the south-west:

Meet at Stinsons at 7:30 am 7:30 am and ride to Renfrew.

As for the ride, we climb to White Lake and then take the rollers to Renfrew. The rest is flat and fast. That’s right, we’re not riding Pinnacle Hill this time.

Here’s the Route: White Lake Rd, Burnstown hills, Opeongo Rd, #132, South McNaughton, Butler, Hwy 60, Renfrew town to Tims on OBrien St; home via Whitton, Gillan, Lochwinnow, etc for a total distance of 83 kilometres. Coffee after 52 kms. As usual, it’s steady as she goes, with minimal delays on the road. Bring gels, bars, water, electrolytes, etc. Liquids will be a key element tomorrow.

NOTE the Venue and Time: Stinsons on White Lake Rd 7:30 am, sharp departure.

Temperature will be in the mid teens; wind SW at 15. Who wouldn’t want to ride in that?

Alert: Important information: These are ‘no-drop’ group rides, except for the hills where it’s every man for himself. Regroup at the top. Honest effort required by all. New cyclists welcome.

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Her eyelids will have turned to violets,
Her bosom to white lilies, and her breath
To roses. What is lovely never dies,
But passes into other loveliness,
Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower, or wingëd air.
If this befalls our poor unworthy flesh,
Think thee what destiny awaits the soul!  Thomas Aldrich