By: C. Kent, aka (Superman) It was another week and another chance to get in a good ride before bad weather sets in later in the week. The only drawback I could see was some of the A group had done the Perris century and I was worried they might stay home and recover. But to my surprise some of them showed up and joined us. I got to the parking lot in time to have coffee with Digger and Dura Max and wait till others arrived. At first I thought only Bloodhound would be joining us and we would have to draft him all the way down Domenigoni. However Gambler and Daredevil pulled up and I knew it could be a good group leading out on our ride. That left Highlander, Tax Man, Surgeon, Digger and me. Dura Max left us to ride with T-3 and the rest of us took off down Gilmore and onto Acacia before turning south on Kirby.

Bloodhound was moving at a rather rapid pace and I could see no reason to ride sweep so early in the ride so I pulled up on his back wheel and followed him to Cypress and made the turn west. It was just about a perfect morning and up to this point there was no wind. Bloodhound had us separated by about 25 yards as we got to Johnston and turned right. As we got to the light on Sanderson I was worried that we would make it and leave most of the group behind. But the light stayed green and we all made it and headed for Stetson and Wally World.

As we got close to Mustang Bloodhound started to pick up the pace. Once again I closed on his back wheel and followed him around the corner and west on Domenigoni. As we got in a pace line Bloodhound turned the power up a bit like turning on a faucet. I was very surprised the whole group held together as we rolled on towards Warren and I was still hanging in there as we rolled by the light. Bloodhound stumbled just a bit going up the overpass at the dry wash so I pulled around and took over as we headed for Winchester. The A group came by when we got by Winchester and in a moment of confusion I gave chase. We had picked up both Coyote and Bandit before we got to Winchester. Coyote went Back to work with the B group and I chased the As to the saddle and over to Lindenburger.

We waited for everyone to make it over the saddle but Bloodhound and Surgeon rode on to Menifee while we waited. As soon as we were all together we moved on to Menifee and headed south once more. As we got to the park I expected to see Bloodhound and Surgeon but they had gone on to the climb on the other side of Holland. I managed to stay with Gambler, Bandit and Daredevil as we climbed the hill and regrouped at the top where the road widens. Bloodhound and Surgeon were waiting for us there. We headed for Scott road together but right after passing Garboni the A group took off again and again I chased and we managed to once more break the group in two. After turning west on Scott I pulled over the wait for the B group and stayed with them till we got back to Antelope. The A group was long gone and headed for the gas station on Murrieta and Newport. I figured I would pull the B group down Haun and back to Holland.

Sure enough I took the lead and pulled the group to Holland, where Highlander, Surgeon, Tax Man and Digger headed for Newport and Coyote and I rolled on to the little hill on Holland. Coyote and I headed for Murrieta and easily rolled over the hill and north towards Newport. We got there just before Highlander and his group. Once again we had a quick regroup before heading to McCall and Hospital hill.

I chased the big dogs most of the way up the hill and then down to Menifee where I waited for the B group and watched the A group head for home. Once the B group was back together we rode down Heritage to Lindenburger where Coyote broke for home and I took the lead and pulled us all the way to Winchester and then up to Winchester Market for coffee and conversation.

Once we were ready to get back on the road Tax Man and Digger were a little slow getting out to Stowe and Surgeon simply slipped away while Highlander and I waited to pull them to California.

We were quite a way behind Surgeon when we got to California and more than likely he had already made it to Warren before we turned onto Stetson. Highlander was getting his second wind when we got to Stetson and took over the pull all the way to Warren and then again to the airport road where I left them to ride to Sanderson and then Johnston before getting back to my house with 41 miles on the computer. I have to admit getting to play once in a while is a lot of fun even if later on my legs complain.