Rock n Ride

At the mouth of Little Harbor, with a 20 knot NW wind gaining momentum, a wave of uncharacteristic prudence swept over us. 'I have an idea' Paulie shouted out, and I smugly returned his smile, sure that our pretired brains were totally aligned. 'Breakfast!' he yelled, just as I shouted 'bikeride!' Well, maybe not perfectly aligned.
The need to soar won out, and by 10 am we were bumping along West Shore drive and soon shooting out of Marblehead on our way to Boxford, the land where goats belong.
Our trek took us 45 miles, through Danvers, Topsfield, Boxford, and finally back to heavenly Marblehead where Goerge Shubie's capable crew resuscitated us. By land and by sea, Blackburn training has begun. Rock n Ride, baby.

Photo caption: Paulie demonstrates the appropriate technical apparel for eating Raspberry Linzers at Shubies.

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