Jenny Ewing Memorial Ride Today - Atlanta

[Jo-n-NY]

Thank you for posting such a wonderful update and the wonderful pictures. It was all so moving.

My daughter and I wore our shirts yesterday and I have to say that I cannot help but have a thought or two of Jenny everytime I am on my bike.

Ride safe
JoAnn

[Pedal Wench]

Someone shot this of us just past the start:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8_Mrugr5ePQ

It was a great and moving event. I'm struggling to find words to describe 200 cyclists moving as one, with one thought on our minds.

Thanks Cindyloo for the shout-out to both Cycleworks and Sorella. It was so nice to see both of our groups working together - the Cycleworks team did a fabulous job of setting the pace, and thankfully stepped up to the plate to handle things at the memorial site. Personally, I thank them so much.

We sold quite a few of our Team Estrogen tee-shirts at the ride, and the remainders will be back for sale as soon as I send them back to Susan.

[skibum]

PedalWench - thanks for the video. It was great, as always, working with you on this ride.

Cindyloo - great pictures and awesome report. I don't know that there's much more I can add to describe the experience.

I was one of the Cycleworks riders that worked with PedalWench's Sorella team to lead the ride and to try to keep all the participants safe (as well as watching out for non-participants that were on the trail). That was a great experience and I was honored to be a part of it.

It was such a moving event, I have a hard time putting it to words. It seemed to start off as a community of cyclists coming together to share our love of the trail and of riding in general. At the beginning of the ride, you could hear everyone chatting, maybe making new friends or re-connecting with old ones. As we got closer to the memorial site, everyone got quiet and the mood turned a little more somber as we reflected on the real reason we have come together that day.

Just before we reached the memorial site, I noticed a group of men standing by the side of the trail holding their bikes. I thought they had seen us coming and just got out of the way. Then I realized that they were holding their helmets over their hearts as we went by. Talk about a lump in the throat moment.