Saturday rode 10 miles to the club's TdF party. Pretty well done w/ food & drink, the day's stage on a big screen, prizes & schmoozing.

I won both the yellow jersey (t-shirt) for most miles last month, and the polka dot for most climbing. These were not technically deserved, but I was there

and helps to further my (also not well deserved) reputation as some kind of hard man.


Sunday set out to do a fast group ride where I routinely get dropped, but had a brain cramp & showed up an hour late.

Ended up with solo 89 miles, 6k, unfavorable winds & few stops.

Photos show what used to be the old road/bridge next to construction of new one. Traffic control w/ 10 minute wait- this was faster, but now just an adventure.

Woman operating a backhoe in field w/ cows crowded around, & horses watching also. Cow funeral?

Boat yard.