Ride cut short today, darn broken frame. Started out a nice ride with Gina and Aimee. Heading back to the coast we ran into Mark and Cindy at Edna Park. Cool, nice little train to the coast. Except that a mile or two down the road my frame popped at the chainstay.

So we stop and say good bye as Gina and I head back. Before we do, Eric Anderson rolls up on an upright. What the heck ha ha! I saw him earlier, looks like EircAnderson, sounds like an EricAnderson but is it EricAnderson? Yes it was! We chat for a bit when I see Genaro go flying by a second time. Caught me by surprise so I didn't get an footage of the speedster.

Heading back I figure I can roll slowly back on the bike. Every little pedal stroke separated the frame. So I scooted back like a skateboard and walked up every short incline. At Enda Park, only two miles away, I was worried about the frame collapsing and breaking my face. So Gina suggested that I call El Monarcha who once said, "if you are ever around here and need anything, I live a couple blocks off the trail, give me a call". Gina could have rode back for my truck but I was worried she'd get lost even after offers from Eric and his GPS service. Believe me, Gina will get lost ha ha! So she rode back on the trail while El Monarcha gave me ride to my truck. Yeah, Gina would have gotten lost!