For a Good Time

Regrouping to ensure that no one would miss the turn, I found a moment to gaze into the redwood canopy high above me.

This was meant to be an easy ride: not too long, not too hilly, not too steep, and at a gentle pace through mostly redwood forest. Plus a coffee break! What's not to like?

It was designed to attract some of our newer riders. How many showed up?

Not a single one.

Their loss. Eight of us—active, long-time club members all—had a splendid time. For one, this was a first trip out to the end of Aldercroft Heights Road.

During our coffee stop at the Summit Store, a customer strolled over to learn more about our group. He said he was getting back into riding, and we looked like a friendly bunch. We chatted and I handed him one of our calling cards. Join us!

We covered 20 miles and climbed 2,100 feet. Hmm ... maybe that sounds like a lot. [Not to us.]