Sweet Treats

Well after that lackluster showing in C'ville last weekend, Scottie D. and i had to remind ourselves we did know how to ride these fairly expensive Bianchis we maintain, and what a better way to do that than reverse scout the Ferry-Roubaix route under sunny skies. Well those sunny skies worked against us early, as the gravel (read: mud) sections thawed out rather quickly. A rutted, pasty, sometimes icy, sometimes muddy route awaited, and TB & British Dave were on hand to embrace the challenge. A few well placed loads of #3 gravel (that's the big stuff), mostly on the descents, added to the excitement. TB keeps racking up the nicknames, and "Tom Boonen" seems to fit quite nicely this time of year. Those kids can party.

Anyhoo, we found ourselves at Aroma's coffee shop in Williamsburg around lunch time and let's just say there are always some sweet treats at Aroma's. 60 degrees and sunny didn't hurt. Lil' Miss Sun Dress even made a showing, a fine showing indeed. I've seen thong bikinis with more coverage. I was not aware of the worldwide shortage of cotton. Thinly veiled attempts to sneak a photo via camera phone were not successful. If they were, you know you'd see it here first.

The ride home saw a jaunt down the Colonial Parkway (headwind, anyone?), absolute terrorization of the new Capital Trail, and a short tour of the backroads of Charles City and New Kent Counties. We slowly came to the realization that this little ride was going to be a century. We ended said century in style with a six pack of Legend Brown. Literally, we bypassed the house, rode straight to the store, and ended the ride carrying the Legend Brown. A seven pack of Brown if you include Tony Brown toting the Brown. Appropriate.

What a great group. Everybody suffers with such style, nobody is willing to let the true pain show. Technically I ended with like 99.2, but my computer died around 97, so we'll never know. Couple of dorks had to do some laps around the neighborhood to get their hundred. Seemed frivolous to me, i just dove into the bevvies.