What a wonderful evening to enjoy a roll through the countryside for a couple of hours.
When I arrived at the starting point there were four cars with other club members who all looked at me aghast with amazement.
"What are you going to do with your bike?"
"You're going to have to carry paint!"
"How will you....?"
"What will you do if...?"
"Where can you...?"
"I'm used to carrying camping equipment for days, how hard can this be?"
They didn't get it. These are dedicated cyclists, who ride religiously, with mileage goals and all that serious stuff. It never occurred to any of them they could do this on a bike.
Long story short, I took two of the routes, rode around for a few hours with a half dozen cans of paint painting the marks at each turn. As I got to the end, I was met by one of the pairs of people in their car who were just finishing as I did.
"How much were you able...?"
"You couldn't have...."
WTF! There is no hope!
But since I've no other visuals, I will provide hope for those who would like to imagine
that riding a bike does not hurt their social life.
by giving you another gratuitous photo of a chick on a bike..