50K. It might not sound like much but it was my first ride over 35K this year. Plus it was 12 degrees warmer than last weekend. Plus our route took us up 4 killer and a few not-so-killer hills. By the end my legs were shaking like a whipped puppy and I had to keep checking to make sure I wasn't just in a too-high gear (I wasn't).
Exciting moments to report? Well, there wasn't a kid on a mini-motorbike like last time. There were baby geese (or so I was told!). We saw a lot of wood ducks (the best kind). It wasn't stop-and-go traffic in Fish Creek (like last week). There were three bikini-clad girls who could have used some help getting their dinghy up the bank of the Elbow, though Gina was too far ahead for me to let her know so I had to leave them hanging. And of course, Gina had the camera in her saddlebag, so we'll have to settle for the above picture of 3/4 of the day's BikeClub members stopping for a drink. Sorry, Al.