Okay, I never really left, but life has been more important to explore away from this blog for the last six months. I have kept up my riding through a very cold, wet, winter. I think all of North America will agree on this, but of course we all experienced it in varying degrees. For Georgia this meant temperatures that started cold and wet, then often got to bearable riding weather about the time I was having lunch break. Then by the end of the work day it was dark, cold, and wet. So, riding time was limited. Greatly.
Last week was the busiest time of year for my office. We host a conference each year that taxes our resources, abilities, and sanity in some wonderfully challenging ways. It went very well and we left exhausted but inspired. This past Monday, the new work week began quietly and slowly. After a very long week before, no one was looking forward to a regular day of responsibility. Most found a way to stay away from the office.
Five of us who ride declared the day “Long Lunch Monday.” The weather was made to order. Sunny, clear, and about 70 degrees. We assembled a widely varied collection of bikes at the crack of noon. We rode for about 20 minutes to a nearby town where we took advantage of a burger joint housed partly in a recovered street car.
The burgers were amazing. Tater tots were just what you think tater tots should be. And the company was the best of all.
After filling our bellies the kickstands went up, and the handlebars found a longer way back toward the office.
The obvious problem – even a long lunch wasn’t long enough.