Did my usual ride today -- home to Hernando to the north end of the trail, back to Hernando and home.
Some young hot shot (appeared to be mid-50s or younger) shot past me at a blind intersection on CR486 where I'd stopped to check for traffic. Reminded me of the idiots in Atlanta who think cars will always stop for them regardless. Anyway, he stayed about 50 feet ahead of me until we got to the 6% grade hill. I passed him like he was standing still before we were half way up the hill. He finally caught up with me about a mile down the road, again when I slowed and stopped at an intersection where I could see traffic "blocking" the crossing. He shot past me again. I guess I'll see him as a hood ornament one of these days.
Other than that my ride was rather uneventful. Rode 35.5 miles.
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The Lord is merciful and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love. - Psalm 103:8
I am a cyclist. I am not the fastest or the fittest. But I will get to where I'm going with a smile on my face.