No one did loops in the parking lot while waiting for all the groups to arrive.
Nah, we all plonked down in the sun and hung out.
This is the point of the whole ride, to make it to the top in good company.
Eventually it was time to regroup and prepare to move on.
The Captain wistfully surveys the horizon—another A-SIG come and nearly gone.
Stephan, Dan and Sandy, the wise old men of the A-SIG, confer.
Joe and Kelleigh.
Paul and Kelleigh’s group.
Rich says, “Let’s get a move on.”
The smart ones slathered on more sunblock.
Rank has its privileges. The club president insinuates his way on to the ride and we let him so we will have someone to take group pictures.