Lancaster County, PA, saw a meeting of Clydesdales as The Historian, vXhanz, and Bautieri met at noon today for a ride. It was a scenic but chilly 23 miles in and around New Holland, PA. The sun was shining, the temperature was a balmy 40 degrees, and the breeze was blowing. So aside from the breeze, and the slight rolling hills, it was all that one could wish for on a February day. The Historian was pleased to be told he's carved a corner at 20 MPH - the pleasant part was that he needed to be told, meaning it was something he didn't think about. Bautieri was constantly showing off his ability to ride without hands on the bars. And vXhanz repeatedly set the pace for the three of us.
Our total time was about 2 hours 45 minutes for the 23 miles. This included a couple of photography stops, a couple of "waiting for The Historian to climb the hill" stops, a few "what road should we be taking?" stops, and a stop at the only gas station in the free world without a Men's room. Our collective speed was slowed by lessened physical conditioning on the part of all participants, and The Historian carrying some excess weight. The other two riders both appeared to have lost weight, although they denied it.
The ride itself was well laid out, looping in and out of New Holland borough into the surrounding farm country. We rode by nearly as many Amish buggies as cars. And we passed a young Amishwoman using rollerblades - but she might have been a member of one of the more conservative Mennonite groups.
After the ride, the feast. The three Clydes spent an hour at a local Pizza Hut refueling. As usual when Historian, Bau, and vXhanz get together, good times are had by all.
Photos to follow - not of the Amish, of course.