96° and 15 – 20 mph winds from the SSW. Heat, allergies and my wonderful stomach had my motor at half capacity. Turned back with a few going short and then double backed to go with the going longer group.
Hazy hot hot hot.
I spent much of my time on the back, feeling lucky to even be hanging on and brain dumping on a new-to-groups rider named Neil(Neal?).
On the way home someone got in someone else’s wheel and riders went down. I was two fistfulls of brakes skidding just behind the last man down. The skinny lines in the pic are my skids, the rest are people and bike marks:
Watching your friends sliding on the pavement sucks, crashing sucks worse. Sag wagon dispatched.