Mid-July Ride Time

We've had a run of delightful weather, unlikely weather pattern for mid-July. Low humidity, lower temps, almost chilly nights. Feels more like late May, not July. We're keeping the windows open.

We picked this day to ride. KC has been practically Veal for the last couple days. He was still a pretty good boy for me out on the trails.

The original plan was to ride to the Woodstock Inn for a late lunch. The Inn is hosting 'Bike Fest' tomorrow, so we thought we would go later in the day to avoid the lunch crowd from another event held nearby.

We parked at Marriottsville train crossing, running into a very large group of riders heading back to their event. I didn't count the horses, but would guesstimate about forty. We went the shortest possible way because we were staring out so late.

When we arrived there were about six cars and half a dozen motorcycles parked at the Woodstock Inn. There were no horses at the hitching posts. This was going to be easy, right? While we were crossing the tracks and the parking lot, going to the hitching post closest to the restaurant about fifty bikers showed up.

We turned into surrender monkeys. We got situated immediately, and beat most all of the bikers through the door. We got a table in the window, but the bar maids never turned around to see us and the bikers came in like a tourist bus had disgorged, all standing clustered at the end of the bar. We left right then. The boys were shocked that they didn't get their hour rest.

We rode back, another hour and half, to the trailer. I was so hungry I was half sick, drove to McDonald's in Lisbon, with the boys in the trailer. Parked in the shade, leaving the truck running so the trailer fan kept blowing on the boys.