Casual group rides are a terrific way to spend idle hours, especially when the expectations are that it’s the experience that matters more than the speed, distance or endurance.
When some of us gathered to ride the Schuylkill Trail from Conshohocken to Phoenixville, then, it was easy to accommodate our mate whose tire developed a slow leak. Waiting became a good opportunity to talk.
Our resourceful ride leader had the right pump to hand, and soon had the tire functioning again.
Not everyone finishes these rides, though they are usually planned for a specific route and distance. Riders tend to turn around where they feel most comfortable, or partway through due to other commitments.
The speedier among us made it to Steel City Coffeehouse well ahead of others, which is another advantage of this flexibility. We all snacked, ate, or caffeinated, according to personal preference, and then made the return trip in bits and pieces.
My salad (the “Paulie Walnuts”) was delicious; I only wish my photo did it justice. I’m publishing it anyway, in all of its unfocused glory, because the colors are so good. That blue plate: what a spectacular touch!
When we left the coffeehouse, Basil transported a ride buddy’s sandwich; his rear rack was the perfect device for hauling a puffy square package. Those Bromptons, such handy little rascals!