Let me just say -- BALL has gotten around Rochester - including the Labor Day ride (oh yeah and saw a parade too).
Met up with Zorro and rode over to TSL (sorry I still know him as Brucew on another forum we're on).
TSL couldn't go, so we rode off. I'm sure Zorro enjoyed the city ride dodging the more than occasional pothole ... and me - "oops, we really needed to go that way, no biggee we'll just turn here ...". We were on a mission to go to the trail they just completed - but on the way we biked across a couple of walkways that spanned the gorge (fun windy ride down with a windy climb back up) - entered the other side of the street park entrance (another nice climb outta there) - that overlooked the lower falls.
and had then I pointed out this weird "statue" that was of four black oblilisks - with human figures emerging - truly the inspiration came from a horror film!
- then climbed back up and took a spin down to the park behind the zoo (normally I hear all sorts of grunting - or howling back there but the animals were quiet yesterday - although there was quite a lively party going on in the park ...).
And off again --- then got a call from Squigee! Back from flying and so we waited for him to catch up ... and he looked different! Lost the beard! So back on the road we sped down the street and hopped over to the trail that led down a quiet path - then down to "canoe launch" - nice coasting ride down a long paved path to a more than a mile of a planked bridge across marsh/wetlands that were part of the river (those pics are attached). Ended up at the end of the river/entrance to Lake Ontario. Stopped for water and a quick adjustment on my bike and VOILA - more pics - couldn't turn up a wooden pelican! (oh yeah, and I, as usual, have my mouth open explaining camera to hostess...).
Rode up the coast aways
and turned around as Zorro had to leave sometime to drive home --- but not before we got beach pics with BALL!
Oh yeah, hehe, when we were first looking for an entrance out onto the beach -- I saw (and alerted my comrades much to their distaste I'm sure) a skinny older man in a teensy weensy speedo. It was hard, but I got his pic.
Back in the city and Squigee rode with Zorro back down to drop him at a crossroad so he could ride "home".
Oh yes, and I wore my favorite riding top. Raspberry sherbet PINK.