On Sunday November 13, 2005 we did
our second club bike ride of this weekend. We had done a relatively long
ride the day before, but you can never do too many rides so another ride
this Sunday sounded like a good idea to me.
Tom was definitely in for the ride
this day and last I spoke to Pete on Saturday he was planning to join us
as well. Bob was planning to jog instead and would possibly meet us at
the Hamlin Pub for lunch. Our plan was for Tom to drive out with his bike
on the back of his new Commander and meet me at my house around 10:30 am.
From there Tom and I would ride over to pick up Pete at his house. While
Tom was driving over Pete called to say he was too tired to ride this day
and he wasnít going to join us after all.
When Tom showed up I told him Pete
decided not to ride and it would just be the two of us riding this day.
Tom was all fired up about Peteís raw egg drinking challenge and was
disappointed to hear Pete wouldnít be riding with us. Tom is very much
like Pete, stubborn and use to getting his way. Tom called Pete and put a
little pressure on Pete and it didnít take much persuading before Pete
changed his mind.
We got on our bikes and headed over
to pick up Pete. Before we left Tom showed me these weaved bracelets that
he had custom made for all the core club members when he was in Mexico.
Each one had the letters PCT and a symbol of a pyramid along with the
personís name. I took a picture of mine sitting on top of my burrito
basket and that picture along with the few other pictures I took with my
phone are posted at the bottom of this page. Knowing that they were made
in Mexico they were probably very cheap, but it is the thought that counts
and I am sure all the club members are appreciative as I am of this
gesture. Rumor is Barry is wearing his as an ankle bracelet, I donít
think I will go that far, but I do plan to find a nice spot and tie it
somewhere on my bike.
Tom also brought a Frisbee.
Apparently he had some urge to play Frisbee, so I strapped it to the top
of my burrito basket and we took it along with us on the ride.
It was a beautiful day for a bike
ride, a little windy but still very nice. The sky was mostly clear and
the sun was out keeping us warm. We took the trail south down into
Rochester. We had a nice easy ride on our way to the Hamlin Pub. Tom
hadnít been to the pub since they did their remodeling, so this was his
first chance to experience the new and improved Hamlin Pub. I called Bob
earlier to let him know we were definitely going to eat at the pub and
give him our ETA. Bob ended up parking his van at the pub and he just ran
around the area until we showed up. It was nice to have Bob join us for
Once we got inside it was obvious
that Tom only had one thing on his mind, the egg drinking challenge. At
first Tom wasnít sure if Pete had really drank the two raw eggs the
previous week, he thought we might be making this up to trick him into
drinking raw eggs. We told Tom that it wasnít a trick and Pete definitely
drank the eggs. Iím still not quite sure why he did it, but as a first
hand witness I am willing to swear he definitely did it. Once Tom got
past this point it was now a matter as to whether Tom could convince the
waitress to serve him three raw eggs. Our waitress was young and I think
Tom freaked her out with his request, she came back with the manager. The
manager knows us and he just needed to understand why a customer was
ordering raw eggs. The manager was concerned that Tom might barf up the
eggs all over the place and make a mess. Even with this concern he went
back and brought out a glass with three un-cracked eggs. I had just
spoken to Bob and he was only a couple minutes from joining us. I
suggested to Tom that he wait for Bob to show up before making the
attempt. Tom said he was already psyched up and ready to go. Tom cracked
the eggs into the glass and this is when Pete started his loud complaining
that the eggs were way too small compared to the eggs he got at the Greek
Island. I have to admit the eggs were smaller, but that wasnít Tomís
fault, he had no control over the size of the eggs. I was sitting next to
Tom and he looked over at me and said I should move to the other side of
the table. I thought he was just joking, but he wasnít he looked over at
me with a very serious look and said ďIím serious you better move.Ē At
this point I started laughing and Pete just broke up laughing, it was a
very funny moment to see the serious look on Tomís face just minutes
before he attempted to drink the eggs.
I did move to the other side of the
table next to Pete and I continued to take pictures with my phone. My
phone does not do a good job of taking pictures indoors and the pub is
relatively dark so the quality of the pictures is poor, but they are
better than nothing. Tom made a critical mistake as he lifted the glass
containing three raw eggs to his mouth. He used his off hand to pinch his
nosed closed as he started to drink the eggs. Needless to say he didnít
get very far, he only managed to swallow one of the eggs and in a matter
of seconds it was over. Tom slammed the glass down on the table still
containing two of the three eggs. Just as needless to say, Pete started a
verbal tirade claiming to still be the champion and going on and on about
what a feeble attempt it was and how small the eggs were. If nothing else
it gave us something fun to laugh about during our lunch. The manager
came by again and asked how it went. Pete quickly told him that Tom
failed and only managed to drink one. The manager made a funny comment
after he heard Tom didnít make it, he said, ďAnd you were all psyched
upped.í He must have heard Tom say that after dropping off the eggs
earlier. I really thought that was a funny comment.
Bob walked in just shortly after Tom
finished his attempt and Pete was quick to bring Bob up to speed with what
happened. Bobís reaction was he still didnít understand why anyone would
want to drink raw eggs to begin with, I must admit I agree.
We all ordered the burger special
with diet coke to drink and as usual our meals were very good. Even the
burgers at the Hamlin Pub are better than anywhere else.
After lunch Bob took off in his van
and the three of us started our ride back toward home. As I mentioned
earlier it was a beautiful day even though it was a bit windy. Well, the
wind really picked up and it was much heavier after lunch. The ride home
was a good work out as we rode up the hills against the wind.
We did stop at a local elementary
school on the way home to have a game of catch with Tomís Frisbee. We
went out onto a baseball diamond and started throwing it around. The wind
was so strong we didnít know where it was going to end up after we
released it with a flick of the wrist. We didnít play for long, maybe ten
minutes or so, and it was actually fun. After this short stop we were
back on our bikes battling the wind as we rode toward home.
Pete still hadnít put the cover on
his swimming pool and he asked if Tom and I would stop by his house and
give him a hand. We agreed and we rode straight to Peteís. The wind was
really kicking up by now and Pete was concerned it might be too windy to
install the cover. I told Pete not to worry about it, we would just use
the wind to our advantage and it would actually be easier than normal with
the winds assistance. Luckily Peteís son Paul was around with a couple
friends and we had plenty of help to successfully get the cover in place.
After helping Pete, Tom and I had to
ride the 2.3 additional miles to get to my house. Over all it was a very
fun ride and a good workout. I always enjoy Tomís company when he shows
up for a bike ride. Even though he is a core member he spends a little
too much time at work and we donít get to ride that often with Tom. We
did discuss the Canadian ride that Tom is going to set up. It may be too
late in the year, but we are still definitely going to do a ride in
Windsor, most likely in the spring or summer of 2006, so stay tuned if you
want to join us on this international ride. Following are the statistic
from this ride, 17.0 total miles, 22.0 max mph, 10.0 avg mph and 1 hour
and 41 minutes of actual ride time.