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| Tiki Style Saturday, June 7, 2014 Around noon |
Today was supposed to be a day of rest in advance of the Tour de Heifer but the day turned out to be so stellar, so picture perfect, so Glorious-Day-in-June, that I couldn't NOT ride. What did I do? A summit ride, of course. These days, if the ride doesn't include a summit of Wachusett, the Little Argentine on my shoulder hisses in my ear "You're a baby! You should go to the summit, you slacker."
I did what I almost never do which is to ride to the mountain top taking the most direct route possible and then returning exactly the same way; it is, in essence, an arrow to the top. There and back again with no deviation.
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| The June Niceness from On High |
Ride Summary: 25.88 miles to the top direct (41 K); there and back from Doyle Field in under 2 hours. With the sweetness! Strava details.
Road Kill: Chipmunks (a few), one pictured.
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| A bad day for chipmunk slaughter One of three at least |
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