Rolling back into Hampshire after the first stop was going to have some up-hill. We took off like rockets after getting through town, and the group expolded again on the hills. At one stop sign CyLowe and dekalbSteel offered to ride sweep, that way I could go up to the front group to make sure they didn't miss any more turns.

I had to stoke the fire and burn 26-28mph to bridge it up to that group. I couldn't help but wonder how many matches I was going to have left by the end of the day if I had to keep floating around the group. When I made contact it was hammer down for everyone. I was starting to get iffy about the next turn (must have been a lactic acid fog ) so I decided to jump off the front to see where it was.

Well everyone took it as a cue to pick up the pace. It was right into a hill and poor Voldemort had just pulled off the front. Everyone, including myself, shattered. I turned around to say, "you guys weren't supposed to follow", but it came out...."huff, huff, U, huff, huff, huff, shys, huff, huff...." Luckily we were only a couple of miles away from being back at the cars.

Sarge had already called to say that there were new riders waiting to join up with us for the next leg. Everyone made it in relatively close together. Kimbercop, CyLowe, and dekalb were all within 5 minutes of us getting there.

...next...loop 2.