What a difference 10 degrees makes! It was 89, sunny, a little breeze, and downright comfortable. So comfortable nobody bothered to get in the shade at the rest stop at Merkle, even though it felt 10 degrees cooler in the shade. I guess all those days of high nineties-low hundreds were genuinely good for us...
In the group today were La Tasha Banks, Jon Agazzi, Jack Hammond, Sonya Newman, Mike Bivens, Jim McDermott, Sharon Miller, Luis Dall'Orso, Regina and Mike Saizan, Thane Stielow, Jim and Jane Hudnall, Richard Harrington, Sam Perry, Joan Oppel, Tom Roberson, Leader Steve Palincsar and Guests Tony Parker and Michael Levesque.
It was "Where haven't we been lately?" day as far as the route was concerned: although we've been down Mount Calvert Rd. a few times this year (with lots of cautions about rough pavement and potholes on the downhill sections, although there does appear to have been some patching done and the worst sections aren't nearly as bad as they were when Sam ruined his tire) we haven't visited Mount Calvert itself in a long, long time, and it was interesting to see a group of children on what appeared to be a school or camp field trip, and people working an archaological dig. And lots of portolets, too - a first as far as I can recall.
We had a little science lesson at Merkle regarding the density of water and the expansion of ice, when one of the riders learned the hard way that if you're going to freeze your Camelbak bladder, you'd best not fill it all the way full, lest it burst at the seams (like outside pipes in the winter time).
The Visitors Center at Merkle was closed and the water spigot around the corner of the building is in a rather precarious place, poison ivy on one side and a narrow concrete ledge with a big drop-off on the other; and even with students and archaeologists and portolets all over the place at Mount Calvert, there still wasn't any water to be had there. Even if it feels balmy after sweltering days of hundred degree temperatures, when it gets up to 89 you do need to drink.
The store on the west side of Croom between Duley Station and Croom Airport is closed (first time I've noticed, although Jim said it had been closed for a while) so a group of us stopped at Moore's Store just north of St. Thomas Church Rd. I've passed that store hundreds of times over the years, but never stopped there before. It was an excellent place, and we'll be stopping there again in future.
Today we also took another step towards accomplishing our grand strategic objective of riding "every road in every direction, over time" in the Brandywine by heading south on Croom Rd. from Candy Hill to Tanyard, taking in a few interesting and fun rollers on the way. We've often headed north on Croom from Baden Naylor to Candy Hill, but I can't recall ever having gone south in that section, and never on Croom between Baden Naylor and Tanyard in either direction.
In all, a great day to be riding, whether you did 37 miles as cued, took a short cut, or made it 40 (as did Three Who Shall Remain Nameless) by mistakenly turning east on North Keys (and away from the finish) rather than Old Indian Head and Tower. And an excellent way for a ride leader to celebrate his 70th birthday.