There are a number of things that I wished that I had done Friday, chief among them using the weed eater. That rain made the grass spring out of the ground and the side yard is no overgrown. Ugh.
I did get the car packed, obviously, along with my stuff, for the Barrie 200 & 300 rides. I left at 4:30 a.m. having heard Cassie give a little whine since she heard me bustling around and wanted to get up.
It was an easy trip to Barrie; not much traffic at that point, even less traffic back last night !
The rides were something else -- brutally hot. We all suffered.
The first day, the 200k, was the Big Chute ride. It was going far too well on the way north to Honey Harbour with a slight tail-wind. After a brief stop the heat and headwind made short work of us. 12 riders became 11; we had one DNF.
With an 8am start, the last riders were in at 8:15 p.m., which is pretty darn good. The cutoff was 10:30. The two in at 8:15 included a newbee. Actually the DNF was a newbee as well; apparently he was overdressed. He threw in the towel early.
I finished up at 5:20; Henk, Jerzy and Albert finished a little before me; Peter was an hour earlier -- but paid the price the next day. Bob, David, Michel, Graeme, Charles and Gwineth rolled in at various times.
I went straight over to Stef's, figuring that once I got to the motel it was going to be hard to pry me loose. That worked out well. I visited for a bit as they got supper ready and then headed to the motel, meeting up with a group for dinner. We ended up going to the Mandarin; everyone as happy for a walk-to dinner.
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