Hello. Well, last Sunday’s ride proved to be a blustery one.  You can underscore that, as in ridetorenfrew_@blustery.ca. It was like riding a 7% gradient with no crest in sight for forty kilometres and with no satisfaction of having reached the top. It was just straight ahead into a north-west wind, gusting heavily at times. There was no fun and little conversation, since the effort took what breath there was. Well, we did shout at Joe a couple of times but he pretended not to hear, intent as he was with his own solo progress. Still, it was not without a smile or two, and a few curses. Fortunately, the hard graft eventually won us a pivot point at the junction of Opeongo Road and Highway132. There was no holding us back now; we had gained a following wind; all was suddenly silent, except for the thrum of tyres pressed heavily against the pavement. We rode with new-found vigor for the rest of the ride. It was exhilarating. You know, you just should have been there.

And, you can tomorrow when we do it all again, strong winds and all. Yes, they’re in the latest forecast. Let’s hope for a reprieve and not a reprise of Sunday’s conditions. That was just too much.

Here’s the tentative plan for Saturday, assuming wind is from the south:

Meet at Stinsons at 7:30 am 7:30 am and ride to Carleton Place.

As for the ride, this is a flat ride, mostly, into what will likely be a cross-wind both ways.

Here’s the Route: Ride to Carleton Place via White Lake Rd, Young’s Side Rd, Conc 10, Waba Rd, Pakenham, Hwy 29, Blakeney, Martin St, Almonte, Appleton Side Rd, Carleton Place for coffee at the Good Food Company; home via Conc 8, Clayton Side Rd, Hwy 29, etc. for total distance of 100 kms+. The coffee stop is at kilometre 55. As usual, it’s steady as she goes, with minimal delays on the road. Bring gels, bars, water, electrolytes, etc. Liquids will be a key element tomorrow.

NOTE the Venue and Time: Stinsons on White Lake Rd for 7:30 am departure. (Sunrise 6:47 & full moon tonight)

Temperature will be in the mid teens; wind S at 20. Who wouldn’t want to ride in that?

Alert: Important information: These are ‘no-drop’ group rides, except for the hills where it’s every man for himself. Regroup at the top. Honest effort required by all. New cyclists welcome.

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Okay, Ride your bike! Bye-bye, ac. Comments always welcome at arnpriorcycling@bell.net; https://twitter.com/ArnpriorCycling

September Tomatoes
The whiskey stink of rot has settled
in the garden, and a burst of fruit flies rises
when I touch the dying tomato plants.
Still, the claws of tiny yellow blossoms
flail in the air as I pull the vines up by the roots
and toss them in the compost.
It feels cruel. Something in me isn’t ready
to let go of summer so easily. To destroy
what I’ve carefully cultivated all these months.
Those pale flowers might still have time to fruit.
My great-grandmother sang with the girls of her village
as they pulled the flax. Songs so old
and so tied to the season that the very sound
seemed to turn the weather     Karina Borowicz