Saw Colonel Al at Junction - he said it was even windier on Summit Road. There was a camper there from Quebec - he had driven his family across the USA staying at National Parks in a little roll-up trailer and now he'd be going up to British Columbia to start the trip home. He said "wow, there are a lot of really fit people here." I told him the unfit people don't ride their bikes up Diablo, but there's a bunch of them down at town level.
JB and I stayed together until Juniper when I went for a harder effort to Summit... because I FEEL GOOD!
Coming down was kind of dodgy because of the wind and the masses of people on the road - I just accepted it for what it was and rode safe and slow. And I was playing Leon Redbone and Dr. John on my speaker thing... RIP to those guys.
Diablo Shoutouts to: Diablo celebrity Linda Kwong, regular Saturday morning rider Kasters, and Robert A who seems to know everybody.
|Tuft of bird butt caught in the barbed wire.|
|This guy appeared to be some kind of champion of the USA. He was certainly faster than me.|
|There was a time when I would snerk at somebody with knee-high black socks on a bicycle. |
That time was 8:15 this morning.
|Colonel Al and Quebec guy.|
|Linda K Flyby|
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