|Ride Report - I ate my words||Jeff Rage|
Aug 11, 2003 6:24 AM
|Yesterday, I was riding the B&A trail, a paved trail that goes from Baltimore to Annapolis. I stopped at the end of the trail and was talking to two other riders. The one guy had an old Trek 750, with a straight bar and bar ends that were positioned at a high angle. We both strated down the trail together. I noticed that he put his elbows on the straight bar and hooked his arms under the bar ends. I talked to him for a bit, keeping a slower pace. I wanted to get my miles in, so I said "See ya later."
I passed him and started to accelerate. After a few seconds, I glanced behind me and noticed that he was drafting me. Then, he passed me and started taking off. I couldn't keep up with him. After a bit, I did finally catch up to him and said "You sure made me eat me words!" We rode together the rest of the day, and at times, I had trouble keeping up with him. I quit at 40 miles, he went on to do 50.
Oh yeah, I'm 30 and he's 61!!!
|Speeding violation . . .||ms|
Aug 11, 2003 7:10 AM
|It sounds like you were exceeding the 15 mph speed limit on the trail. The B&A is a great trail except for the kids, walkers, dogs, etc -- and the speed limit. I rode the B&A once on a Sunday. My nerves were shot from the constant and varied obstacles on the trail. I'll take a downtown street a rush hour over the B&A on a Sunday. You are a brave (or crazy) man.
I'm 44 (almost 45). I used to hate it when guys in their 60s were better than I was. Now, I get inspiration from them -- they are my answer to the people who say that I should take up golf or some other sport that I can play as I grow "older." In May, I was on an organized ride and saw a guy who must have been at least 80 years old. He was slower than I was, but not by much. I will be a very happy man if I can keep riding in my 60s, 70s, 80s . . .
|His weekday ride is a Trek 5900 Superlight||Fez|
Aug 11, 2003 7:22 AM
|Maybe the guy is a masters 50+ racer and he was out for a leisure ride. Great story and glad to hear it was fun.
I never judge people from looks or equipment. Too often I find the folks in flashy bikes and clothes are the most dangerous and inexperienced.