Too Cool for School - July 12, 2021

 RIDE REPORT

Wednesday, 14 July 2021, Too Cool for School

Ride Leader:  Jack Donohue

31 miles, 10:00 am start from Bedford, MA

Riders(29): Aiko Pinkoski, Barry Nelson, Bernie Mango, Beth Rosenzweig, Bill Wachur, Butch Pemstein (sweep), Catherine Widgery, Celia Donatio, Curt Dudley-Marling, Cynthia Chin, Donald Buchholtz, Douglas Chin, Elsa Lawrence, Frank Aronson, Gail Ferreira, Gary Williams, Hugh Folsom, Jack Donohue, James Whinfield, Joel Bauman, Linda Nelson, Mike Barry, Pat Stabler, Patrick Ward, Rochelle Holman, Susan Sabin, Tom Lawrence, Wing Chow

My first thought was to describe the ride as an unmitigated disaster.  Upon reflection, I would say it was more of a mitigated disaster.

Some background:  despite the fact I planned the route, I really didn't know exactly where it went.  The route did go on many familiar roads, but not in the usual order.  Those that know me well know that I have absolutely no sense of direction.  I spent a good portion of my life following arrows, but then GPS came along.  This was a godsend.  A phone app that would tell me where to go.  What could be better?  When it works, it is marvelous,  When it doesn't, well . . . . .

I have been having trouble with my phone navigation lately.  It loses the GPS signal mysteriously.  So, I've taken to using two phones for navigation - the main one and a backup.  What could go wrong?

Started the ride with the usual spiel about human arrows for the newcomers.  Asked for a sweep and there was dead silence, until Butch, my main man, once again stepped into the breach.  Beth kindly offered to be the dedicated human arrow, since she was a faster rider and could keep ahead of the group.  Great, this should make my life easier.

The first thing that became clear was that I was old and in the way.  The faster riders were chafing at the bit, and gradually started passing me, the nominal leader.  No worries.  If they were ahead of me, not my responsibility,

All was well until around mile 10 when my lady of the phone stopped talking.  Sure enough, the main phone was stuck forever in the same place.  I had the backup phone in my jersey pocket, and it was croaking out directions but they were very hard to hear.  Ideally I would have swapped the handlebar phone with the jersey phone, but being the leader I couldn't really stop and muck about with my phones mid-ride.  There were a few of the breakaway group still visible ahead, and as long as I could see them and if they knew where they were going, all would be well.

That worked for a while until I got a phone call.  Usually I ignore calls when riding, but it could have been Butch with an actual emergency, so I stopped.  It wasn't Butch, and I lost precious time and the lead group.

At this point I was in survival mode.  I didn't know how many were in front, how many behind, and whether all the turns had arrows.  My plan had been to have a mid-ride break with a group photo, but that didn't work with the fragmented group.

I'm not sure how, but it all worked out.  Despite the absence of leader, arrowers appeared where needed.  Butch was pleased to report that each arrow stayed at his/her post and waited for him to appear - some of them remained for a very long time.

Thanks to Butch for sweeping, to Beth for being dedicated arrow, and to all the unsung arrows 

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Report by Jack Donohue.

Aggie's Ice Cream Ride - July 7, 2021

 RIDE REPORT

 

Wednesday, 7 July 2021, Aggie's Ice Cream Ride

Ride Leader:  Karen Saltus

~33 miles, 10:00 am start from 16 Pocahontas Road, Kittery Point, ME

Riders (17):  Karen, Bernie Mango, Catherine Widgery, Don Mannes, Gene Ho, Joanne Samuels, Kate Strauchon, Patrick Ward, Paula Bossone, Rita Cramer, Rochelle Holman, Selig Saltzman, Susan Sabin, and first timers Gina Harrison, Mark Gotts, Sue Lupo, and Stephanie ???.

It was a hot and humid morning when we gathered at the leader’s house for a ride on beautiful back roads in southern Maine.  About five miles in, a rider had a rear derailleur cable break.  Using ingenuity and gauze, the rider was able to tie a knot in the cable to get a few more gears out of his bike for the rest of the ride.  Another rider had a few chain incidents during the day, but those were handled quickly and successfully.

On the way to Aggie’s Ice Cream, the leader realized that she had used the mileage from the usual start at the Lion’s Club instead of her house, which meant the ride would be at least nine miles longer than advertised.  Many of the riders who pay close attention to their GPS devices had pretty much already figured that out . . . . .

We rode along quiet roads until we reached a construction area.  The flagger indicated that the road was torn up for several miles, but the leader, being from these parts, knew an alternate route.  Taking a guess as to where the construction ended, the leader turned down a tree lined, shady street where we all enjoyed a slight downhill to the end of the road, exactly at the end of the construction area!

 

A few miles from Aggie’s, a rider, who lives locally and was on an ebike, shot ahead of the group, never to be seen again.  Since she had the leader’s telephone number and didn’t get in touch, AND was on an ebike, AND lives locally, it is assumed that she arrived comfortably back home, cleaned up, and enjoyed a cold beverage.

 

We rolled into Aggie’s Ice Cream, hot, thirsty, and ready for refreshment.  (FYI for future riders – the kiddie cone is probably the way to go. The servings at Aggie's are quite large.). We headed out of Aggie’s and rode through a series of neighborhood roads in a small but beautiful development, in order to avoid the congestion in South Berwick.  We then reversed our route for the return to Kittery Point.

Due to the heat and the extra miles, one rider called for a ride back to her car.  Our group stretched out a bit on the way home.  Some wanted to press on quickly to get back to the house – others wanted to rest up from time to time, but we all made it back in a timely manner and enjoyed food, folks, and fun at the leader’s house.

 

The leader was quite concerned that we ended up with 45 miles instead of 33 (SORRY! – I blame Pandemic Brain), but everyone handled it well and most people were happy to have done more mileage than they had planned.  The leader is eternally grateful for the flexibility and graciousness of the group.

Report by Karen Saltus.