At some point in your riding life you’ll settle into a great group.  Fact is, these groups become almost second families… at least brothers and sisters, and I for one am always thinking “we should have a party, or go out to dinner.”

We never do.

Life’s social routines rule.

All these dear friends with whom we wind up sharing so much of what’s happening in our lives as we pedal along and yet our wives/husbands/lovers rarely ever meet.

Tonight we met my friend and his lady at Jimmy’s.  Three hours later we parted… new, deeper friendships formed.

Such a great extended family.

We should do this more often.