Saturday it was back to business as usual for the Saturday Morning Ride, Sarah has been kind enough to lead a few of them while I've had things going on but it was good to be back for sure. Always a fun ride with a good group of folks. Saturday's plan was to head out to the Quonset Bar and Grill in Elmwood where Fajitas got his nickname a little over a year ago, he has been coming back for the ride ever since. Well, except for this ride... in his honor.
Despite the rain overnight, most of the gravel roads out to Elmwood were in really good shape and judging by the quick pace, rolling fast as well.
Not sure if it's related to the flooding, the uptick in humidity or the more normal hot temps this year but the amount of butterflies out on the gravel is pretty remarkable. If you look closely at the picture above, all of those black "specks" are actually butterflies coming up off the road as we get near them. Dozens of them fluttering around us as we ride in some spots, it's almost surreal and as Sarah put it; it has the effect of making you feel like a Disney Princess at times. Zippity Do Dah indeed!
The closer we got to Elmwood, the less cloud cover there was and it started to get pretty steamy. Not ghastly hot like it was last weekend but hot enough to make you sweat off a few pounds, regrouping in the shade was the plan of the day.
Had a lovely conversation with this mamma cow and her calves for a few minutes before the group caught up at one of the stops. She would moo from her side of the bushes, I'd moo back, then she would reply and so on for a good 3 minutes. I think we were actually breaking ground on cow/human relations before the rest of the group got there and she decided to moooo-ve along.
The Quonset was a nice air conditioned oasis on a hot day, beer was cold and the food was good as always. It's too bad Fajitas couldn't make it out on Saturday.
Well shoot, there he is! In the back corner in almost the same spot he was last June, not sure how he snuck in without anyone seeing him.
Even though the Husker Hundo was probably well since passed on Adams, we changed up plans anyway and took to the shade and relative flatness of the MoPac on the way back to Lincoln. This of course meant a stop at The Hut and no stop at The Hut would be complete without a hut beer.
Saturday also saw a new face in William, even though this was his first Saturday ride with us he came already having experience in gravel and even a DK 200 under his belt. Hopefully we will see more of William in the future.
Not much for pictures on the way back, from the hut to the official end of the ride was pretty much a dead sprint or at least that's how it felt to me. I suppose if you're going to cut out the hills, the speed tends to tick up just a bit. Thanks to everyone who made it out, look for another SMNDFBR next Saturday and then a two week hiatus for the Bohemian Sto Mill and CSG.
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