[BHV] th eve rpt

[William Lodico]

There were only five of us, but we managed to get thoroughly  
dispersed.  Plan was Strouse/Dutch Hill/Dry Run.

Jim and I missed the right turn onto Dry Run and shot straight down  
Dutch Hill to Hendy.  We need to plan another Dry Run ride again  
soon, since it is one of the nicest downhill runs around.  Did Tim  
and Bobbo do the course as planned?  Did they worry so deeply about  
us that they climbed back up Dry Run to find us?

At one point about a third of the way into the ride, while I was  
struggling hard to hold onto an 18 mph train (admittedly, into a  
fierce headwind) I looked back for Andy, hoping for rescue, but  
couldn't find him.  (Where were you, Andy!?!?).  Eventually I dropped  
back and rode for a while all by myself, but not before I got to  
feeling all dizzy and weird.   I bogged down some, but not so much  
that Captain Bobbo couldn't slow the proceedings down enough for me  
to catch back on at the bottom of the one big hill, and then he was  
kind enough to talk me up it.   Then more speed, and coming close to  
more feeling dizzy and weird, before the missed-turn drop down Dutch  
Hill to Hendy.   (I forgot my HR monitor, so I don't know if I was  
bonking at the end of a long day in the office or just going arhythmic.)

First hard ride of the year for me.  We'll see on Sunday's Addison 80  
if it made me stronger or just killed me.

Only regret is that I missed the Dry Run turn and didn't get back to  
Captain Bobbo's van to see the New Jerseys.

Bill L