30F. No wind. Sunny. Fun ride. At one point I was in a train of 6 cyclists. Very unusual. A semi-quick dude on an MTB in the lead, a couple of high school aged girls, an older guy on a hybrid who I was behind last week, and he makes a nice pace bike at 15MPH, and then we all got reeled in by a roadie pedalling at high cadance and in a hurry.

The roadie passed everyone, then the old guy and I passed the girls. The lead MTB guy left the MUP. The roadie dropped his water bottle and made a mess, but picked it up and carried on before we caught up.

I was fighting the urge to pass the old guy and hang with the roadie. I'm like a dog with squirrels.