Distance = 9.57
Time = 53.05
Avg speed = 10.7 mph
Max speed = 26 mph
We're camping at Wild River State Park and brought the bikes to ride around the area. They have some paved trails within the park but they are covered with Scouts. Boy and Girl. Funny how they jump out in front of us when we tell them that we're coming. Often, if we just keep out mouths shut, they don't know and we can whiz past. But that's dangerous and it would be our fault if they stepped out. So we say, "On your left." To which they step left. I'm sure it's confusing. We rode as much as we could in the park and then headed out onto the road toward Almalind, the little town outside the park. The roads within the park were AWESOME! Seriously! Black tar. Smooth. I would have been happy just riding that road back and forth for 100 miles. Or maybe 20. Anyway, we conquered a couple of pretty big hills. Lorrie was funny. She looked up at the first one and said that she wouldn't do it. Then she did. Said that was the last one for her today. Then she did the second one. And she said, FOR REAL, that was the last one. She ended up doing another tiny one but there weren't really any more bigger ones to do. So I guess she was right that time! Then we got to go downhill. Always fun for me. Always scary for Lorrie. Stopped inside the park for a couple photos.
Not long after the photo shoot, the sky started getting a little dark and the wind picked up. So we cruised through the park on the perfect roads toward our campsite. I admit that I did exceed the speed limit a few times. It sprinkled on us a little but never quite rained until later. Good early hills!
Time = 53.05
Avg speed = 10.7 mph
Max speed = 26 mph
We're camping at Wild River State Park and brought the bikes to ride around the area. They have some paved trails within the park but they are covered with Scouts. Boy and Girl. Funny how they jump out in front of us when we tell them that we're coming. Often, if we just keep out mouths shut, they don't know and we can whiz past. But that's dangerous and it would be our fault if they stepped out. So we say, "On your left." To which they step left. I'm sure it's confusing. We rode as much as we could in the park and then headed out onto the road toward Almalind, the little town outside the park. The roads within the park were AWESOME! Seriously! Black tar. Smooth. I would have been happy just riding that road back and forth for 100 miles. Or maybe 20. Anyway, we conquered a couple of pretty big hills. Lorrie was funny. She looked up at the first one and said that she wouldn't do it. Then she did. Said that was the last one for her today. Then she did the second one. And she said, FOR REAL, that was the last one. She ended up doing another tiny one but there weren't really any more bigger ones to do. So I guess she was right that time! Then we got to go downhill. Always fun for me. Always scary for Lorrie. Stopped inside the park for a couple photos.
Not long after the photo shoot, the sky started getting a little dark and the wind picked up. So we cruised through the park on the perfect roads toward our campsite. I admit that I did exceed the speed limit a few times. It sprinkled on us a little but never quite rained until later. Good early hills!
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