1. An uneventful ride for the first 20 miles, which is a gradual 2000 foot ascent. At my stop (a fruit stand), a 50+ fellow passes by. "How far you going?" "About 50, I think" "Really? Wow", he says. I love impressing people.
2. I am able to find my way on some back roads, upon which I have been only a couple of times with a group. Some great twisty runs with swoopy downhills.
3. I take a turn up a road I am told is a climb and a dead end. I assume about a mile. The road ends after 4 1/2 miles. I have climbed and descended. My legs feel much better than usual. I climb back out, more easily than I thought I would. Here's a picture of the start of the climb. Of course, a picture never shows how steep it really is.
And then the view from the top.
4. As I round the corner to my house, I see my wife walking back from the mail box. There is a home made enchilada from last night for my recovery lunch and . . . and . . . wait for it . . . PIE!
5. She had been out to lunch at a new restaurant and brought me a slice of apple pie. My favorite. She showed me a brochure from the restaurant, lising the organic farms in the area from whence they buy. I had seen two of them on my ride up the dead end hill.
all-in-all, a great ride. 54 miles. Lots of climbing and pie at the end. I love bicycling.