Got a call from Skipper this morning, who reported that his new wheelset is lost in Illinois! No road ride today as his rear wheel is cracked. So it was onto the hybrids and up the Badger Trail to the M @ M cafe in Monticello where we contemplated our options over pie (of course) and coffee. I know! lets go looking for Mr. Bombadil. So up the yellow brick (as it were) road we went. I in my stylish 50+ jersey hoping that if he saw us that he would recognize it and stop. It was apparently not to be, at least not on the Badger trail. We made it up to Paoli and think we may have passed his house. (Tom, do you live on Purcell rd?) At that point, after a quick snack, we wandered on to Verona and my lbs where I bought a rear rack, a grocery pannier, and a mirror-handlebar mount. Of course I had little money and no credit card but being the gentleman that he is, and trusting to a fault, he just said "send a check in the mail". Sometimes it pays to be trustworthy.
Just about this time Mrs. Skipper called to say that in Monroe it was raining in sheets with the addition of hail. As it was looking pretty grim to the west of us and having developed over the years, a good bit of disgression and thusly a bit more valor, we invited her to come and pick us up. Being the good sport that she is, she did-Thank you Mrs. Skip! Of couse it quit raining then and except for moderately high winds the remainder of the afternoon was quite pleasent.
So we will have to try again and next time will let Tom know. If nothing else he may kill the fatted calf.
Hope everyone has a good week-end.