On May 8th I rode the Goldilocks 60 miler. It's taken me a couple of weeks to write about this. Not because the ride wasn't great, it was. It started in Herriman, wound it's way to Day Break via Backus Highway, Riverton, Camp Williams, Thanksgiving Point, Point of the Mountain, back to Riverton, Day Break, into West Jordan and back to Herriman. There were a fair amount of hills, but none that couldn't be overcome. All-in-all it was a great day for a ride.
We left home at 7:30am with our riding groupies to be ready for an 8:30 start. The weather even cooperated. We met my sister and her girls there and off we went. Some doing 30, others ended up doing 40 something and we did 60 something. Everything was going along just fine until I got a flat at about mile 50. I'd picked up a staple somewhere along the road. Needless to say, it wasn't too compatible with my rear tire. So, we fixed it, filled it up, and off we went. (Did I make that sound like it was no big deal?)
Anyhow, we finished the ride and all was well. Made plans to do it again next year and I went to get the car to load up the bikes. Sigh. When I went to pull out my car keys and clicker they weren't in my jersey pocket. Now this is a problem... When I got back over to where Mel and the bikes were waiting and explained what was going I decided to phone up AAA.
They were more than happy to send someone upon renewing my expired membership of 3/31/2010. In order to do that they just needed a credit card. Guess what? It was locked inside my car. This is where my breakdown began. Sister bailed me out with her credit card and amongst ordering bigger t-shirts for the event told me she would take me wherever I needed to go. At that moment, I didn't really care if I got a bigger t-shirt and I'm pretty sure everyone at the rodeo grounds heard me say it...sorry sister. Anyway, AAA was on their way to get us into my car to get the house keys so Sister could then drive us to Holladay to then get the the spare car key and return to Herriman to finally unlock the car and drive home.
In the meantime, family drove to look for the lost keys at Thanksgiving Point with no luck in finding them. The short of this long story is, from now on Mel will be the keeper of the car keys or I will zip them in my trunk on my bike. Lesson learned. We got home about 7:30 p.m. still wearing our spandex... On Monday I made a trip to Larry Miller Honda and purchased a new clicker for $74.
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