Just under 50 mi. to the Great Salt Lake Marina and home.
It might be my favorite ride. We rarely do it because much of the year it is inhospitable due to the various pestilences that that we suffer including wind, bugs, smog, heat, cold, stink, etc. Historically, I guess there have been swarms of Mormon crickets, which I'd count as locusts. No firey hail or dead first borns, but nothing would surprise me.
Today it was lovely, breezy and cool; the lake was a bright blue reflection of the sky. The meadowlark was out and some of the water fowl were escorting their chicks through the ponds. Brewer only swallowed 2 bugs.
The water from the pump at the marina tastes sweet, almost like Evian.



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. Thus, I didn't want to risk test riding her in the parking lot and crash again on the snow-slick pavement. Fingers crossed she is good to go now!

Since DH had a slow leak in his back tire, and Mike, the owner of the LBS had put it out on the shop's listserv that he was doing an easy ride at 9:30 and all were invited to join him, the stars aligned for a ready excuse to bail on the N2 and have DH properly fix his leaking tire and then join Mike at the shop. So we did. Only Mike wasn't ready to go. "What do you want? I've got 2 young kids and things happen!" So by 10 or so, we set out. We did a loop through the park and out to Potomac - where on a beautiful Spring morning, the class of car that nearly swipes you is soooo much fancier....the Ferraris, the Caddy's, the I-don't-even-know-what-they-are-but-they-probably-cost-more-than-my-first-townhouse!
I knew most of the roads for the second part of the ride, and I was rapidly running out of steam (I also wanted to conserve what little steam I had, as I was supposed to go for a 2.5 mile training run/jog with a friend of mine in the early afternoon), and each turn that I THOUGHT Mike would take to lead us back to the barn, he took the opposite.
Oh, and DH forgot his water bottles in the truck, so I gave him one of mine, so I was rationing water. 








