Had a really good group show up this morning for the Saturday Morning No Drop Fat Bike Ride, 11 of us in total and most familiar faces but some we hadn't seen in awhile. Bonus points and a bit of a teaser, for those of you playing at home, if you can figure out where the title of the blog comes from or more to the point, what it refers to.
The original plan was to ride through Wilderness Park but Mother Nature decided to change that plan for us with a pretty decent deluge last night.
Plan B was a gravel ride via our somewhat familiar Malcolm route.
We did have one new face to the ride, Jason is a long time listener but a first time caller; it was nice to finally have him come along for one of the rides.
Also a first time participant but not necessarily a rider, was this little guy who decided to tag a long for a few miles before moving on to whatever it is that bugs do when not lofting atop fat bike handlebars.
MG was rocking an old school Cycle Works/Moose's Tooth jersey and one of my favorites from the not to distant past.
Cruised on out to NW 27th Street through the Highlands and out to the gravel that flows ever so smooth out there.
After a brief regroup, it was onward toward Malcolm.
Unfortunately, it wasn't too long after we started on the gravel that one of the riders had a pretty good crash and went down on his shoulder pretty hard. We had made it about 10 of the 40 miles we had planned for the ride, 5 of us headed back while the remaining 6 continued on as planned. Tyler is going to be OK but it sounds like bikes might not be in the future for a few weeks. If you've ever ridden a bicycle, you know that crashes happen but it's always a bummer when a fellow cyclist goes down. Tyler was pretty hard core though, riding the 10 miles back to Cycle Works with just the one good shoulder... and only the front brake for stopping. We are all wishing him a speedy recovery and for a good prognosis on the extent of the injury.