Saturday, August 20, 2022

twenty miles can take all day

 

I had more fun on this ride...

Harv M, manager of the New Brunswick Bike Exchange (NBBX), arranged a ride for the volunteers, starting in Atlantic Highlands near the twin lights, going up the Henry Hudson trail about ten miles to the end of Sandy Hook, and back. So, twenty miles.

Well, yeah, it WAS the NBBX volunteers... but there was also Harv's boss, and a number of associated family, and some from his wife, Rosa's, volleyball team (that's she, above, expressing a loud and undoubtedly thoroughly-researched and thought-out opinion)... so there were 23 of us, at all kinds of riding abilities. 

We started at 9:45 (or a bit later) in the morning, and got back to the cars at about 4:30 pm, after getting completely separated and rejoining again, stopping for many picture stops, stopping for ice cream, stopping for a sit-down lunch at a local seafood place...

It was great fun. The NBBX volunteers are just a delight in my old age, the other folks were all friendly to newcomers; we had a great time. There are already rumblings of another NBBX volunteers ride.

At the start:






















At Sandy Hook:



Gathering again:









So many bikes!






At the lighthouse:




Above, we decided the pig on Dr H's bike needed some ornamentation. Below, Soni coaches Marcia into yet another athletic climbing-on-top-of-something pose. (There's a story in it; ask them.)

 

On the Atlantic Highlands bridge. After getting completely separated, we caught up with the rest of the gang again.






It was a great day. We're losing Harv and Rosa to the greater world. I will miss them. I'm glad I had this experience to share with them, and with all the folks who came along.



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