Thursday was time for something different, unfortunately in some regards, it was more of the same. We'd put together a loop that included ten miles of dirt road, just to add a wrinkle to the ride. Several notable people were absent, others didn't like the idea, so that left Steve, Chip, and me. Chip won the "professional dress" award; outfitted in a retro jersey, sew-up tire wrapped around his shoulders, and riding his vintage steel Colnago. All that was missing were the leather goggles. We headed out, passed within ten feet of a turkey on Flowing Well, then hit the first section of dirt. Within minutes we were out and onto Mud Creek. Just a few pedal strokes and we turned onto Old Thompson and more smooth dirt. Towards the end I had several deer run across in front of me and took time to watch them run off into the overgrowth. We hit Gillionville and rolled in at a comfortable pace and only several minutes off our normal time.
Hopefully we'll be able to convince more to join us next time.
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