Another father's day has come and gone. First one in a couple of years that my teenager acknowledged it (he actually told me happy father's day). Family (or at least Shelly, E, and Brock) did the father's day thing for me on Saturday knowing Sunday would be busy and for our dad's. Finished off the day with fried perch and a tomato, olive, and mozzarella salad, completed with a piece of peanut butter pie. Yummm. Sunday meant lunch with my dad and supper with the in-laws. Both good times with a short ride in between.
Speaking of riding, I did manage a few of note this week. VBS at church meant no rehearsal and a free Wednesday evening. Joined Team Athens for their Worlds ride. Good practice and a good workout (meaning: I got dropped). Those kids can ride. Saturday I shot out to Lake Hope. The OMBC Race to the Hills is just a week away! Ended up meeting and riding with 4 other guys (all on full suspension geared bikes and me on my 29er SS hardtail). Got in about 18 miles before the thunderstorm hit. In about 30 seconds the trails turned from hard packed dirt to streams of brown water. Ended up hitting the ground pretty hard when the back tire spun on a wet rock. I have not been that wet and muddy for long time (thankfully, no pictures...).