I think they planned to do the usual route, but several of the nine guys who went guys were complaining about the cold, and by the time we got to the Six Mile parking lot on Canal Road at Blackwells Mills, four of 'em, including Dave and Ben, decided to go back (I don't think it helped that the reliable porta-potty at the parking lot there had been removed). But Angel, Orlando, Vincent, and Francisco decided to continue on to Coppermine, then go down Old Georgetown, and nobody complained when I tagged along with them.
Their English ranges from slightly-better-than-my-Spanish to full conversational, but they made efforts to include me (I'm old enough to be the father of a couple of 'em, which may be a factor). They were welcoming, and it was overall a fun ride. When we got to the bottom of Old Georgetown, there was discussion about continuing to the Main St Cafe, but we decided to head back to the store (some of them had to go to work). From there I came home, into a headwind that I'm SURE was not blowing when I was going the other way. I wound up almost bonking and did the last couple of miles at a funereal pace. Here's my results.
Pictures: Waiting to go:
Wait... no porta-potty at Six Mile?
Maybe Yoga will help.
Discussing the plans: