| Ride Stats |
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Time: 03:54:31
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Route:
Swamp Rabbit Trail
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Distance:
45.68 miles
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Avg Speed:
11.69 mph
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Max Speed:
0.00 mph
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Altitude Gain:
0 ft
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Terrain: Road: Hills
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Bike: Gary Fisher Rail Road
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Club: Clydesdales |
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Today's story is about 2 rides. I drove to Cleveland Park for Steve's early morning breakfast ride. There were 6 of us starting - Steve, Michael, Kimberly, Don and Clare, and me. Clare only rode to the Cafe then turned for home to make choir practice. We toodled at a leisurely pace up the trail to Travelers Rest and stopped at Williams Hardware for breakfast. I had a Shrimp Everything. It is a bowl of shrimp loaded with peppers, onions, and sausage then covered with two strips of bacon in a crisscross and a fried egg. It was really good. We sat and talked for a long time. Don kept getting his unsweetened tea refilled and Kimberly kept getting more coffee with cream. They went through several galsses and cups of drinks before we headed back down the trail to beat the forecast rain. The trail was in rough shape from the storms the previous night. There was a lot of debris washed onto the trail and a tree down a mile south of Furman. But we survived and made it back in good shape.
That evening I also went on Ken's night ride. Four of us left the zoo at Cleveland Park. Ken, 3-Wheeled Steve, Nick, and me. We headed up the trail, but I had warned Ken of the hazards that I had seen in the morning. We toodled along again and picked up another trike-rider at the Cafe named Mark. He had missed us at the zoo so he drove to the Cafe and jumped in with us. Other than the heavy mud underneath McDaniel Street the other hazards had been cleaned up fairly well. We rode on up the rail and stopped at Cool Mama's for an ice cream. Nick rode to the end while the rest of us had an ice cream. Since I rode both rides Ken bought my ice cream - a mint moose tracks in a waffle cone. When we pulled out from Cool Mama's it started to rain even though the moon was out and most of the sky was starry. But we rode out of it quickly. We had split up by the time we were at Blue Ridge, but Ken found a white kitten stranded along the trail. It was out and meowing, but too scared to be picked up. Mark threw it some food which it was scarfing down, then we heard mama cat calling her kitty. We dropped Mark off at the Cafe and rode back to the zoo. We detoured to ride by the old dog park and the newly opened bridge.
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