To Harrison We Go

Saturday morning, the traditional ride day for my people, was once again celebrated with travel on two wheels. Mike and I set out at noon to roll from the north side to Fort Harrison. About a mile or so in it was apparent that Mike's bike was determined to sound like an out of tune violin. The man needed lube and not the kind you keep in your sock drawer. So it was off to Re-cycles for chain squeak relief.

We put in around 32 miles all in and the weather was great for it, the pictures below can tell the rest of the tale...

Applying the lube

Where we meet the cute, but sleepy Re-cycle's pug

And saw a slick bike

My check and stars

Mike's Bianchi and stars

A rider with a full load

Mike and I on Dock St.

My check at Fort Johnson

Group shot before leaving Fort Harrison

My Brooks at 711

RVA from route 5

Mike finishing the Main St. climb

Kibbie sandwiches from Mezza

The Z!