Fun was had by all on Cycle North Carolina Spring Ride in Oriental NC

 

The unvailing of the Thorns N Roses Flag - Thanks to Jim and Elise Cobb

Kevin Smit - GOG

Theresa Smit - Mother Theresa

Jim Cobb - The Rabbit

Elise Cobb - Popcicle

The Longest ride they have ever done 70+ miles

Their 22 nd Wedding Anniversary

She is riding with a broken Collar Bone

An additional nickname for Elise

The BEAST.

Ginny and Rod Davis all Smiles evey day

First time Rod used Butt Butter, and he is SMILING.  Hmm a nickname is born.

Meet Butt Butter aka Rod Davis

Ron Clanton - Just Ron

Tracy Clanton - Rose Peddler

Stop drafting SO CLOSE

Some of the Thorns N Roses are ready to RIDE

April 9th prize winner

Awarded to the MOST.

Let it Blow Let it Blow Let it Blow

There are two write-ups for Saturdays ride on April 2nd.
The first one is offered by Kevn Smit (GOG) the second one is offered from the perspective of a Thorn and was writen by Lee Duncan (Sonic Boom).
I am also including a picture of the groups new Team Flag thanks to Jim and Elise Cobb for getting this for the group.

Enjoy the write-ups

Expected wind gusts upwards of 40 mph were predicted.

Many of the Thorns N Roses were riding the MisFits organized Spring Fling ride.
The turnout for the Saturday ride was still fairly strong.

Those in attendance included:
Doug Augustine – Rumble Strip
David Bridenbaugh – Mr. Bridenbaugh
Kaleo Bullard
Angie Chiatello
Jim Cobb – The Rabbit
Tom Davis
Lee Duncan – Sonic Boom
Paul Estes
Jeff Giordano – Claim Jumper
Sandra Henderson – first time with the group (rode very strong)
Todd McBride – B3
Joe Pittman – immortal Man
Sharon Prochazka
Shawn Richardson – Killer Bee, on his black and gold Fixie
Kevin Smit – GOG
Theresa Smit – Mother Theresa
Chris Stark

With the group ready to go GOG sought out Mr. Bridenbaugh, Sonic Boom, Immortal Man, and Killer Bee to ask if any of them had studied the map sent out with Thursday’s email. Mr. Bridenbaugh looked the most confident of the group regarding his understanding of the days planned route. GOG can always count on MR. Bridebaugh knowing the roads and turns no matter where the route goes.

GOG explained to the pack that there was at least one person who we wanted to make sure accomplished her goal of riding further than 35 miles. GOG told her he and others would definitely work with her to see that she made the planned 46 miles. He went on to explain to the pack that all would be riding the same route and that he would sweep making sure they could pick up any who may fall off the back of the Thorns.

The route was designed to stay away from the MSFits organized ride. GOG had also decided to explore a new way out of Cary. He did not know what to expect from traffic and was pleasantly surprised at the way the drivers shared the road on Cary parkway and Laura Duncan. The Thorns established themselves early with the split happening in the first mile of the ride.

Those remaining with GOG as they watched the Thorns attack the wind head on with Killer Bee leading the swarm included:
Sondra, B3, Sharon, Kaleo, Mother Theresa, Rumble Strip, Angie.

This group worked together the rest of the way making sure all knew what turns to make, as well as keeping an eye on each other in case of physical or mechanical challenges. IAs they reached the outer skirts of Apex they spied Tom Davis who was waiting to join the Stems.  He had done a strong leg workout the day before and just did not feel he could hold onto the Thorns with our doing damage. As the group lef the shelter of the town and it tree lined streets it turned out to be a challenge to stay in a tight draft formation due to the strong buffeting from the wind. It seemed to hit the riders from all sides, first pushing the riders backwards, then delivering a body blow from either the left or right sides. Even with the strong wind the group of riders forming the Stems did a good job of pushing the pace at 18 mph. Some would fall off the pace only to catch up again at the next turn, or stop sign. Rumble Strip seemed to be the strongest of the group as he would push to the front of the line in an attempt to pull the others along in his slip stream. Kaleo fell off the pace as the group left Apex and headed towards the turn on Robertson road.  The pack held up momentarily to let him catch-up.  He did not come and did not come.  GOG then suggested Mother Theresa take the group on towards the next turn at Humie Olive and GOG would circle back to check on Kaleo.  It did not take GOG long to find Kaleo and B3 headed his way.  B3 had deliberatly dropped back to keep and eye on Kaleo (no one rides alone).  GOG learned that the wind was so strong that it knocked a contact out of one of Kaleo's eyes and he stoped to remove the other one and was now flying blind.  GOG and B3 ride on ether side of Kaleo to make sure he did not slip of the edge of the road or cross the centerline.  The two were acting as seeing eye dogs for Kaleo.  The three caught up with Mother Theresa and the others at the next turn onto Humie Olive. From there they again did a fair job of working together against the wind and hills.  The next seperation occured at the turn onto Sharon Harris.  GOG pulled out his phone to check the status of Mother Theresa and those with her.  He was concerned that she and the others would not recognize the turn at Sharon Harris. Just as he heard Mother Theresas phone ring a voice next to him said "I am not going to answer that".  It was Mother Theresa with her group in tow.  As the group reached to point of no return a split in the group occurred. At that point those who were trailing new how to return home and Mother Theresa made it known she new all the rest of the turns from that point on. She suggested those that want to push on do so and she would sweep the group. GOG, Rumble Strip, B3, and Sharon did not hesitate to act on that suggestion. Those 4 turned into the wind and prepared to attack the rolling hills of Old US1 as they drove towards Bosil and the next turn. GOG found himself setting the pace on that stretch of road only to relinquish the rains once the group turned onto Beaver Creek and the run down to Lake Jordan. GOG tried to hold onto the rear wheel of Rumble Strip but found he did not have the spark to do so. At that same time GOG felt his Jersey pocket vibrating. He reached in to his pocket slowed the bike to a stop, and pulled out the phone to answer the call. It was mother Theresa who was informing him that they had just left from the spot where the Stems made a deliberate split in the group. They had stayed at that spot to help Angie who was suffering from Hypothermia. Mother Theresa was worried that Angie might even go into shock. Both Mother Theresa and Kaleo had put their jackets on her as she lay on the pavement to get out of the wind and to absorb any heat radiating from the concrete. Theresa said to continue and that she would keep GOG informed as they planned to make it to Bonsil and reassess the situation. By now B3 and Sandra had stopped up the road to allow Kevin to finish his phone call. B3 did glid back to GOG to make sure all was OK. Once the call was over GOG, B3, and Sondra took chase on Rumble Strip who was now gliding along wondering what happened to the draft line that had tried to form behind him. The 4 did not get back together until near lake Jordan where they were each met with the strongest buffeting wind gusts of the ride. As they closed in on Wilson Ville GOG’s Pocket started to vibrate once again. He sat up on the bike reached into the pocket and answered the phone while working to maintain his speed. The others in the group responded by giving GOG plenty of space to navigate one handed in the gusts. It was Mother Theresa informing GOG that someone needed to continue on with little to no delay at Wilsonville, and to then come back to Wilsonville to pick up Angie. Mother Theresa and her group were doing everything they could to get Angie to Wilsonville but no further for her. GOG acknowledged the mission and assured her Angie would be picked up.

Once at Wilsonville GOG said his goodby’s knowing both B3 and Rumble Strip knew how to lead themselves back to the start. GOG timed it perfectly as he spied a rider in s full Livestrong kit poised to make the light across 64. GOG jumped ahead of the rider only to have that person slide past. GOG slipped in tight behind the rider and went into total focus on the gap between GOGs front tire and the rear tire of the Livestrong Kit rider. GOG was sucked along up hills at 19+ mph and reached sustained speeds of 25 mph on the flatters sections of the remaining miles. The two were close enough to have been considered a tandem team. They separated at the intersection of Green Level and Morrisville parkway. GOG turned left there headed towards Carpenter Fire Station and the Livestrong Kit rider turned right towards Green Level and Green Hope High school road.

GOG’s average mph Jumped a full 1 ½ mph in those 10 miles. The average immediately began to degrade has he found himself alone and struggling the last 7 miles.

GOG continued to fight to make time so Angie would not have to wait long at Wilsonville to be picked up. Finally GOG made it to the last turn and stop light that would put him onto High house and the run into the finish. As he sat there to his surprise B3, Rumble Strip, Tom and Sondra all flew past him as they were coming into Cary on High House. The three had taken a slightly different path into town.

GOG had stayed on the planed route. He was so fixated on that plan that he did not consider any of the shorter options into town from Wilsonville. He had actually completed the entire planned route and ended up with 3 more miles than those who used their heads to plan a more effective return to the start.

GOG jumped into his van and drove to Wilsonville to pick up Angie and Kaleo who stayed to keep her company. Angie had finally stopped shivering and was still in layers of jackets that had been donated to her by the other riders. It was good to see everyone return safe and sound.

This next write up is from SONIC BOOM.

Jim Cobb – The Rabbit


Shawn Richardson – Dessert Flower, Green Flash

Joe Pittman – Immortal Man

Lee Duncan - Sonic B-M

Chris Stark - TBD

David Bridenbaugh – Mr. Bridenbaugh

Jeff X (I forgot your last name again)

BAND OF BROTHERS

The crew took off out of the parking lot and headed in the wrong way again out of Brueggers. This was the typical Hurricane escape route that we had run during the past arctic season. Several people had been recovering from hard rides the week before and were feeling very challenged. The sore legs were further punished by the early onset hills in the main township of Cary and then out towards the great land of Apex. It was a bright crisp morning and speeds were reasonable but consistent to begin.

There were a few undecided Thorns with us at the beginning.. understandably they wanted to see if they could tolerate our childish antics. After a few stop lights, the Thorns entered the Magic Kingdom of Apex. From the entrance there were a some attacks, most of them very respectful and polite. Feeling unsettled by all the hugging, Sonic B-M made an effort to show everyone what a jerk looked like (a move enabled by the long and restful energy incubation achieved while hiding in the back).

Almost as if it were planned.. Jim Cobb (Rabbit), Joe Pittman (Immortal Man), and Chris Stark (under nickname observation) took turns pulling the group; with Jeff X maintaining a solid pace line and moderating the group's efforts as our crew chief. When everyone got tired, we could always count on the Green Flash to carry an unreasonable amount of responsibility as our strongest rider of the day. The most aggressive rider jersey certainly had to go to David Bridenbaugh, whom made a number of very very powerful escapes, all while comfortably seated (which is the international signal for -- you are all weak, kneel before me). It was a shocking display of raw unbridled-baugh power that seemed to continue on without limit.

As the group continued on.. many work efforts were traded with Jeff X making a strong pull as we approached the conclusion of the day's ride Overall a very strong, consistent effort from EVERYONE.... The Band of Brothers did 45 +/- miles at a 19.5 MPH pace.

SUNDAY April 3rd
Winds had died down, temp was pleasant.

Those in attendance as specified by the sign in sheet were;
Jae Brainard – Matriarch
Jim Cobb – The Rabbit
Todd McBride – B3
Ann Munn
Heather Pat – Two Timer
Shawn Richardson – Dessert Flower – on his white Fixie
Kevin Smit – GOG
Theresa Smit – Mother Theresa

This small band of Cyclists formed a pack to ride together expecting to complete between 30 and 35 miles at a relaxed pace of 15 mph not including the stops to regroup. The group did a fine job of supporting each other by keeping all in sight. If there was a significant gap those in the lead would pause at the next intersection/announced turn to allow for a re-formation. The route was one that left Cary thru the standard Preston Neighborhood path and onto Lewis Stevens. They then headed into the RTP area via McCrimmon Parkway, Church St. , Keystone Park Drive, Davis Drive, and a left onto Hopson.

The pack separated slightly on Church St. as some were caught at the light while others pushed the pace on that stretch of road, only to then do several loops in the roundabout on Keystone Park Dr to let the group gather once again. All made the turn off of Davis onto Hobson together and were still working to stay together as they then turned left off of Hobson on to Lewis Stevens. This was where the pack encountered its fist short climb of the days ride. It was also here that Two Timer demonstrated her climbing abilities having spent most of her Biking miles on her Mountain bike riding the hills of Umstead park. She walked away from the Thorns who did not respond as they typically do when under attack from someone in the pack. Two Timer did not let this be her only attempt to School the Thorns on how to glide up a hill. Each time the Thorns were slow to react to her subtle maneuvers. The riders were separated once again as some were caught at the long light were Kit Creek crosses Highway 55. The group did not reassemble until the next major turn onto Okelley. Those arriving at Okelley had a long delay as they waited on others to reform. It was learned that several of the folks who were trailing stopped to remove a layer of clothing as the Temperature was climbing well into the low 60’s.

Once reformed the group discussed the route options from that point to the finish. Matriarch suggested turning one street early off of Okelley to help eliminate any traffic they might encounter as they make their way to the Tobacco Trail. GOG warned that the hill on that short cut would challenge Dessert Flower who was on a fixie. GOG had ridden the route once before suggested by Matriarch and had nearly been thrown off his Fixie as the RPMs were uncontrollable due to the steepness of the downhill.

Dessert Flower was willing to give it a try but was over ruled by GOG. So the pack formed a single file formation and prepared for the short ride down Okelley with its narrow / non-shoulder and high traffic volume. The traffic did present a small problem with navigating the left turn onto the Tobacco Trail, but all made the turn smoothly and safely. The Tobacco Trail was strewn with tree limbs and small branches that had been torn from their respective trees as a result of the previous days strong Winds.

The group all exited the Tobacco Trail onto New Hope Church road. It was there that GOG contemplated out loud as to the next several potential road s to include in the days ride. He considered Mount Pisgha and its hills. That would then force another decision to go all the way to 751 and its heavy traffic and additional hills, or turn early onto West Ferrell to then find themselves turning onto Lewter Shop followed by a run into Cary Glenn and on towards home. Or do they skip hills altogether and just run the full length of New Hope Church to then turn around and go all the way back to Yates Store and then into Cary Glenn. A vote from the Matriarch settled the debate within GOGs head. Stay on New Hope Church and then head back towards Yates Store and Cary Glenn towards Home. GOG then turned his attention to thinking about how to utilize the smooth road of New Hope Church as a future potential “Thorns N Roses unofficial self timed open course TIME TRIAL” opportunity. New Hope Church can be split into two sections. The Section from Yates Store to Mount Pisgah has two to three short hills. The section from Mount Pisgah to 751 is flat and smooth. The challenge would be how to navigate a u-turn at any point while in a time trial style ride. A u-turn at mount Pisgah from 751 provides a wide long range view of potential traffic that might interfere, but the u-turn would need to be done within the narrow confines of New Hope Church road and would also provide a 3 mile out and back distance.

A u-turn on New Hope Church at Yates Store would provide for a wider U-Turn spot, however the corner is not as wide open for viewing traffic patterns that might impact the turn. Performing a U-Turn at Yates Store starting at 751 would also introduce a distance of 6 miles with about 2 miles of hills, and a need to pay attention to cross traffic of those coming off of the Tobacco trail. Hmmm what to do.

The pack all rested briefly at the gas station at 751 and new Hope before heading back towards the turn at Yates Store. Mother Theresa led the pack as she pulled the group at 18 mph up until the last hill on New Hope were she was slowly passed by The Rabbit, Dessert Flower, Two Timer, B3, Matriarch and eventually GOG. Great pull by Mother Theresa.

The route scattered the back additionally as they each headed onto Nicoles Roller Coaster only to be spit out onto Green Level and the lights at Carpenter Fire Station. GOG held up at that light to ensure Mother Theresa and Matriarch also made it to those lights before he set out towards the final miles into Cary. The group all came together one final time as those in the lead waited for GOG and the others to join them at the end of Carpenter Fire Station. From there all knew their way home down Morisville parkway and Crabtree Crossing.

The group completed 33 miles at a reasonable 15.7 mph average.

What good is a map anyway.

Large turn out even with the threat of rain.

A couple of new faces joined the group for the days ride.

GOG was unable to capture all the names of those in attendance and apologies for not formally recognizing their participation in this write-up. Next week look for a sign in sheet to help with this effort.

The day’s route had been designed to allow for The Thorns, Stems, and Roses to all head out onto the same route with lots of options to turn early vs completing the entire 46 mile course. After GOG explained his intentions for the ride the Roses announced they had a different idea and would ride a 20 mile route. GOG shared that information with the group and recommended anyone looking to ride that distance and pace should jump in with that groups ride leader.

The rest of the pack was treated to an alternate start out of Cary that eventually looped back onto familiar streets leading to the roundabout in Preston. Once at the big Chicken the Thorns were caught just in time as they began to faint to the right when the planned route was actually to make a left on Lewis Stevens.

The automobile traffic was the heaviest seen to date as an endless stream of cars steamed past the cyclists as they waited to make their turn. Finally a car stopped early and waved the riders thru the intersection. The riders all waived their hands to thank the driver for that kind maneuver.

It was immediately clear that the Thorns did not want to be held up for any reason as they quickly dropped one of their riders who’s chain had slipped of the front chain ring. GOG circled back to make sure the rider was not abandoned on the side of the road.

GOG was now gapped with no other riders in sight. He navigated the next several turns and still had no riders in sight. It was not until the climb up Jenks Carpenter to Holt that he could see the pack already itching to go as they paused at that intersections stop sign. The pack did not wait for all to arrive as first one then another and then the pack of Thorns bolted west on Holt towards Highway 55 and points beyond. GOG knew at that point he would likely never see the Thorns and Stems (those shredded from their midst) for the rest of the ride. The run down Jenks was expected to be fast and GOG knew the Thorns would take full advantage of that. GOG was joined by several others who elected not to attack with the Thorns. This group formed Stems (subprime). The Stems (Prime) would form much later in the ride as they would turn early due to time constraints vs the Thorns who completed the planned 46 mile route even with the threat of rain moving in.

As it turned out the Thorns altered the route at the end of Wimberly by turning left on Green Level rather than the right that had been planned. Instead of heading to White Oak the Thorns headed to Luther, and then Horton Pond, and then towards the gas station at Lystra. The stems (subprime) who were riding with GOG followed the original plan and turned right at the end of Wimberly followed by the left onto White Oak, then right onto Ferrel Road West (the site of the groups two mile Time Trial location) which took them to Mount Pisgah. From there they turned left towards 751. Once at 751 they turned left again towards Martha’s Chapel. It was on the run down Martha’s Chapel to lake Jordan that the stems (subprime) encountered the Stems (Prime). GOG’s group was headed towards the lake as the Stems (prime) were headed up Martha’s away from Lake Jordan. Several of the riders in the Thorns pack needed to head back early and elected to turn back at Martha’s Chapel while the rest of the Thorns rode onto the Gas Station at Lystra. At this point the Thorns N Roses had split into at least 4 groups all riding their own routes. To support that statement the Thorns actually altered their route a second time by not turning as designed onto OKelley. They stayed on 751 all the way to Mount Pisgah where they made a left turn to enjoy the hills it provides. At the end of that road they turned right onto New Hope Church and then elected to do Up Chuck in reverse. That dumped them finally onto Carpenter Fire Station and the roads back into Cary.

The days ride would have been fun to follow from the air. An overhead view would have provided a great deal of entertainment as the groups all did their own thing. The map was just a suggestion of how to leave town, how to head towards a handful of key landmarks, and then a hint on when to turn for home. Each group interpreted the map as they saw fit and made it work for their needs.

Hmmmm just as GOG usually alters the days ride route on the fly as he assesses the group’s needs and abilities.

Well Done Thorns N Roses.

Well Done.

Thrown Thorn

Sunday Feb 6th.


Warm Sunshine again greeted the riders.

Another large turnout with some additional new faces were in attendance.

Those assembling for the days adventure include:

Kevin Smit – GOG
Theresa Smit – mother Theresa
Todd McBride – B3 (Best Bikin Buddy)
Ann Munn – Bump and Rub
Scott Clark – back for a second time and ready to mix it up with the Thorns.
Marianne Mahn - #1 in the Bush
Jim Cobb – The Rabbit
Elise Cobb – Popsicle
Lee Duncan – Sonic Boom
Lance Minor – new to the group – just moved from Philadelphia two days earlier. The Love Train told him about the group.
Chris Elliott
Tim Devinney – The Love Train
Heather Patt – Two Timer
Tanya Eney
Paul Estes – Tall Paul
Wendy Just – Just Wendy
Don Shupe
Shawn Richardson – Dessert Flower, Abominable Snowman on his all white Fixie.
Joe Pittman – Immortal Man

GOG worked feverishly to meet and greet the folks, introduce himself to those who were new to the ride, ask for wavers to be signed, and collect money for the Thorns N Roses jersey’s. He was only able to do a cursory job of any of those tasks and thanks to Mother Theresa who helped in the effort the group was not delayed from the start of the ride by much.

GOG provided guidance on the days route and distance choices everyone had. He told the group to expect choices of doing 25 – 30 miles, 30 -35 miles, and for those looking for extra hills and miles he had a 40 -45 mile section that included Big Woods. His route options met with lots of approving gestures from those in attendance.

GOG was riding his classic 1979 steel frame bike. His carbon fiber bike was in the shop and they were suggesting the frame would need to be replaced. They are hoping for him that it would be covered under warrantee.

GOG rolled out of the parking lot with 18 others close behind. The group kept a solid pace as they all swung into the Preston neighborhood. Lots of visiting and continued introductions as the new riders were being welcomed into the group. GOG learned that Lance had just arrived from Philadelphia, and unfortunately had left his bike helmet behind. He was wearing two cycling caps instead to help both with the cold and if he would fall. Those hats would help with the cold but they provide about as much protection for his head as a soft shelled crab has during certain seasons. Just as the pack started their first short climb Mother Theresa was seen rolling to a stop as she had just thrown the chain during her shifting maneuvers.

The light at Davis allowed all to regroup and even allowed Suzanne McBee to roll up to the group. GOG and Suzan each said hello as they had only a moment to chat before the Green Light released the pack. Suzanne did not ride with the group. She has been doing a great deal of solo rides as she continues her journey as a Triathlete.

All riders made is safely thru the light and into and back out of the roundabout. The pack did not have to wait at the Big Chicken to assemble as all riders were ready to make the left hand turn towards High House and the open roads leading towards Lake Jordan.

The Thorns were already demonstrating their nervous energy as they would jump at every possible opening to get out in front. The pack showed greater control and worked as a collective to create safe passage for all thru the lights, traffic patterns, and turns that unfolded as they eventually found themselves on High House and highway 55. The red light at highway 55 would be the demarcation point where the Thorns could establish their strong uninterrupted push out of town. It took no time at all for GOG to find himself in no man’s land. He along with Popsicle, B3, Tall Paul, Two Timer, and The Love Train were all riding the gap between the Thorns and the Roses. GOG watched the Popsicle dance thru the spaces generated as riders took turns moving up the pace line. She was very alert to each maneuver and deftly danced from rear wheel to rear wheel working to ensure she maintained her position in the pace line. It was fun to watcher her perform. (it was learned later that she crashed and broke her collar bone).

The stems group remained together as High House became Green Level and its hills beyond White Oak. The pack was instructed earlier to make the turn onto Luther for anyone doing more than the 25 mile route. GOG told the group he would hold up there to make sure anyone not wanting to do more than that would be guided on how to get back from there. As GOG and the other Stems climbed the longest of the climbs a shout went up from the group warning others of a water bottle in the road. GOG quickly looked to see if Popsicle had lost hers like she had on last weekend’s ride. Upon inspection all Popsicles bottles were secure. None of the Stems stopped on the uphill to gather the rouge bottle.

The Stems joined the Thorns at the corner of Green Level and Luther as the Thorns were following the original directive from GOG on places to pause to make sure all were accounted for. It was there that Two Timer performed a perfect Arty Johnson lean followed by the slow motion fall to the right. “It is official”’ shouted GOG. “You now have conducted the same fall we all have in our biking experience, You are now one of us” he went on with a smile. This was her third time ever on a road bike and up until now would ride with one foot not clipped in just to prevent such and event.

Slowly those trailing rolled up to the group one by one. Mother Theresa asked the group if anyone had lost a water bottle. No one acknowledged, and then after some delay. “Oh Yea I guess I lost mine” shouted Sonic Boom”. “Get a water bottle gage for that thing you ride” GOG shouted out in an attempt to provide banter. Sonic Boom carries his water bottle in his jersey pocket. It must have jumped out when he attacked on the hills. Mother Theresa was kind enough to stop her uphill momentum to recover it and find its rightful owner. Another example of how she earned her nickname Mother Theresa.

Once all were assembled GOG pointed the way for those looking to do 20 -25 miles. The Love Train had a time constraint and was willing to lead others back from that point. Love Train chimed in, “Wait if we do Luther and then turn on 751 to the Strawberry patch and then head back we should get maybe 30 miles” . “Yea that sounds about right” GOG replied. “I would like to do that, anyone wanting to turn back then can follow me” Love Train announced. No one was ready to turn this early in the ride and all were looking for the challenge that Luther had to offer.

“OK then you lazy Thorns let’s stop sittin around and ride” GOG shouted as he rolled past the group.

Gradually the Thorns reestablished themselves as did the Stems, and then the Roses. GOG was now looking to make sure those who had indicated the need to go shorter distance were matched up with the Love Train once the group was ready to make the turn onto 751. This proved more challenging then he realized as The Love Train was up with the Thorns and the other two were now behind GOG.

To GOG’s relief the Love Train was coasting on ahead in anticipation of letting the other two join him on the route home. “OK Tanya That is The Love Train up ahead in yellow” GOG shouted to make sure there was no miscommunications, and in hopes that the Love Train heard that others were on their way. Bump and Rub decided at that moment to join Tanya and follow the lead of The Love Train. She was anxious to be serenaded by the crooner as he so often does while riding with the ladies in the group.

The Thorns and Stems both then headed out to conquer the hills of Horton Pond as it reaches towards Farrrington and the final route decision point for the rider in the group. The Thorns were in full attack mode and spent no time dropping the stems. The stems rode well together. GOG was pleased to see Mother Theresa matching him as he pushed to sustain the speed and momentum up each of the hills.

It was learned later that Lance and Sonic Boom had a great shoot out the entire length of Horton Pond.

The group looking to do extra the hills and miles of Big Woods included:

Sonic Boom
The Rabbit
Popsicle
Dessert Flower
Scott Clark
Just Wendy


Those headed back via Holland Chapel included:

GOG
Mother Theresa
Lance Minor
Don shupe
Chris Elliot
Immortal Man
Tall Paul
Two Timer
#1 in the Bush
B3

“Have a Safe Ride” was shouted out as the two groups headed in their separate ways.

Some debate took place on if the Stems should extend their miles by riding on past Holland Chapel and doing Martha’s Chapel instead. “Na, I got some extra miles and hills I can throw in at the end” replied GOG.

With that those in the lead signaled the turn onto Holland Chapel with all others in tow.

The ride down Holland Chapel (aka Waffle Run) was uneventful and filled with more conversation as the hills were nonexistent on that road. Several of the cyclists used that road as an opportunity to recover. They did so my slowing their pace and falling off the pack. This was rectified by GOG as he asked those in the lead to wait momentarily at the Strawberry patch. As they waited they were passed by CSH. GOG immediately recognized Josh Carter (Moving Violation) who was tucked nice and neat in the double draft line. “Josh You Traitor, You ASSHOLE” GOG shouted out as the pace line went by. Josh later met with GOG at Brueggers and told him that the CSH group was asking why Josh was a traitor and an Asshole. He he he.

Once all the Stems were back together the group rolled on down Luter Shop towards the County Line Sprint and then onto Cary Glenn. GOG rolled up to Lance to inform him of the sprint that would likely take place soon and how to recognize the finish line. As he was explaining this B3 make his play for the line. This spurred Immortal man to respond as did Lance, and Two Timer. B3 had the lead up until the last moment when Immortal man clipped the win from B3. And again Two Timer was heard Giggling about the antics as she did on last weekends ride.

The pace slowed as the group made the turn into Cary Glenn and the hills known as Nicole’s Roller Coaster. Lance and GOG discussed the merits of momentum and how much would be required to glide over the top of the first climb that lay ahead. “I will follow your Lead” Lance announced. What Lance has not learned is that GOG’s Mass is his only asset on this section of road. Lance is tall and lean and mean but his body mass pales in comparison to GOG. However Lance has a much better BMI than GOG who’s BMI index suggests that muscle is not a large component of GOGs Mass. The two crested the first hill with little effort; it was the next two hills that Lance demonstrated what a LOW BMI index can produce as he scampered up the next hills leaving GOG to struggle with Gravity and the lack of momentum generated by the long flat sections of road between those final climbs.

The pack was held up at the light on Carpenter Fire Station and Green Level to allow Mother Theresa, #1 in the Bush, and B3 to regroup. “I bet you wondered where we were” shouted #1 as she rolled up to the group. “Na, I had you in my mirror” GOG assured her. The group was directed to make the right turn and all fell into single file now that they found themselves on a busy road as it heads back into Cary.

At one point the cyclists were held up behind a long line of traffic being shuffled and directed into and out of a church parking lot by a police officer. Chris Elliot was struggling to pull his foot free of the cleat. “Catch Me, Catch Me” he cried as he attempted a track stand in the middle of the bike group. Several riders grabbed at him as he slowly crawled past wobbling as he threw the handlebars from side to side in an attempt to keep the bike upright. Then in slow motion he leaned away from those holding him, and just then popped out of the peddles to brace his fall. “Looks like Group LOVE” Lance offered as he watched the event unfold.

The police office watched this unfold and realized she needed to get the group of cyclists on their way before they hurt one another. She signaled the group to slide on past the line of cars and make their way to the light at highway 55.

All thanked the officer as she held up traffic for them.

The group was now in cool down mode as the final miles laid ahead. The route on into the finish had the group split as some riders were planning a direct path back to their homes and not to the parking lot behind Brueggers. Those splitting off included
Tall Paul
Immortal Man
Lance – who was headed to CSH to purchase a helmet. He no longer wanting to be vulnerable like a soft shelled crab.

The others followed GOG as he lead them the back way to Brueggers via Crabtree Crossing Parkway.

In the end the Stems did only 32 miles. A miss calculation by GOG who was expecting to see closer to35 miles. The pace was a solid 16.8 mph (without stops to regroup).

It was learned later that Elise Cobb (Popsicle) clipped the rear wheel of Jim as she was drafting him on Big Woods. She went down hard and broke her color bone. Fortunately there appears to be no need for surgery. We wish her a speedy recovery. The Thorns clearly play way too hard.

This write-up is provided by Lee Duncan (Sonic Boom) A Thorns perspective.

Thorns Du Jour
Jim Cobb – The Rabbit
Elise Cobb – Popsicle
Just Wendy
Lance Minor
Craig Scott
Green Flash – aka Killer Bee – aka – Desert Flower – aka – Abominal Snowman
Sonic B-M

Give Them Something to Talk About

After a well condensed prologue with the broad group, the light at the High House transition to Green Level West was like a Christmas Tree Light at a Drag Racing event. The engines revved, the wheels spun in anticipation ....and they were off. This was the international dateline for the Thorns to riot in civil disobedience. The Green Flash wanted to spill first blood as he coaxed the new visitors along the snarling precipice and into the gravity canyon marking the highly confusing road change from Green Level West to Green Level Road West. The guested Thorns were up to the challenge and gripped and ripped it through the Western Cary countryside. Despite the high speed, there was good pace line work and cooperation along the way. The new Thorn challengers were keepers for sure. Sonic B-M got into the action at one point utilizing excessive hip action consistent with a Bee's Waggle dance, which chucked his water bottle a country mile from its unsecured nesting spot. The Thorns were un-phased by this violent H2O distraction and journeyed on. After a painful ascent, the small crew rested at the Luther Rd turnoff. Lance Minor (new guy) was extremely feisty in the hill section (in a good way) despite his "I haven't been on a bike in months" response. That whole situation seemed a little too familiar --as Capt Carbon typically acts in this fashion (beating everyone up and then stating that he had been resting on a CraftMatic adjustable bed for the last 2 months feasting on Cheese Nips). This was too much to bear so I shouted at Lance Minor...did Capt'n Carbon send you to torture us??? Sir Lance never answered as a honorable night would. After a few minutes of resting, the group had consolidated with the Stems and Roses once again. GOG used the opportunity disclose the rules for our "choose your own adventure" for the day. If you want x miles go this way..if you want xx miles go that way..and so on. A few seconds later Mother Theresa arrived carrying Sonic B-M's water bottle she found on the road as a humanitarian mission, an obvious ploy for sainthood.


With the new instructions, the group moved out with conviction..And on they went..through Luther..through the 751 quick turn, and through Horton's Pond. The group consolidated one last time ..and GOG gave a suggestion that the Thorns should provide Sonic B-M "Something To Talk About". Little did anyone know, that the adventure would provide plentiful antics for our weekly blog.


Before pulling out on Farrington road, I had told the Green Flash about Craig's X sleeper cell activity the week before. That he cruised cooperatively along until everyone was toast, and then he worked his magic by turning the screws. But this week, Craig X declared he pulled a hammie and was not up for horse play..oh the dreaded hammie. So Craig was willing to play nice for a while. The Green Flash wasn't taking any chances and was ready to dominate in the Power section of the road course. Like Fabian Cancellara, the Green Flash has fantastic power capacity, especially on the long haul flat sections...so the group worked to shuffle behind and hang on as we cruised to 64. This continued on until a car decided to teach the Peleton a lesson and swerved by..neary brushing the group upon its passing. What happened next was a little more exciting than anticipated as the Red Light led to an Oh Crap Moment by the driver of the vehicle. Let me say this--words were exchanged of an enthusiastic nature. But everyone had survived well enough and the crazy driver sped off too, so the group continued on down 64. At this point the miles starting weighing on the Thorns, and Big Woods was going to be a major test.

Jim and Elise Cobb were working together to overcome the conditions and Just Wendy was putting forth an incredible performance of endurance and tenacity..especially since she had done a long run the day before. In coordinated fashion the group made their way up Big Woods with the Cobb Clan taking a more sensible and consistent approach where we'd meet up with them at the turn. We all thought to ourselves, thank goodness we only have to do Big Woods once... As everyone gathered at the Jack Bennett turn ...we waited for the Cobb crew or any others that were continuing on. Then an ambulance approached us and passed by at a high rate of speed..where were they going so fast? Moments later a car pulled up and confirmed that there was an accident by a couple people on bikes....it had to be the Cobbs. So the condensed Thorn colony jetted back up Big Woods until arriving at "The Preserve"....Jim Cobb was actively helping and confirmed that Elise had hit his back wheel and had gone down--likely suffering a shoulder or collarbone injury.


Out of great concern we rapid fired questions at him ..and he explained everything and said the had made plans to have the bikes picked up and return to Apex for further Medical care for Elise. After the Thorns confirmed that nothing more could be done to help, they circled back and did Big Woods for one last time. Then out on Lystra, Marthas Chapel and the Berry Patch to Weldon Ridge Blvd. At the turn, the group realized that someone had stolen Just Wendy, which confirmed that Cary Park is in fact the land based Bermuda Triangle. After waiting - Craig suggested that he would go back along Berry Patch and would meet the group next time.


With just 2 riders left from the original Thorn group, the 2 cruised back to the Thorns and Roses club house. Both were very thankful for their caring and thoughtful riding buddies.

Total miles was 52.8

Ave speed was 17 +/-

End of January - Best Weather of the Winter Season

Saturday Jan 29th


Written by Lee Duncan – Sonic Boom

Scott Clark (New to the group)
Rob Robertson – Top Rookie
Kevin Smit – GOG
Theresa Smit – Mother Theresa
Todd McBride – Best Biking Buddy B3
Elise Cobb – Popsycle
Jim Cobb – Earned his nickname this day (The Rabbit) He ran point all the way to the turn around point on this out and back ride.
Steve Cope -Captain Carbon
Joe Pittman – Immortal Man
Jessica Holland – Twin Peaks
Marrianne Mann - #1 in the Bush
Lee Duncan - Sonic Boom (AKA Sonic B-M)
Chris Stark

Arriving late
Robert Renke
Paul Eppers – Tall Paul

Feel the Burn

It was a beautiful Saturday morning, the sun was out and it was only slightly cold, as compared to the frigid temps the week before. There was a very good turnout-- representing all the colors of the Thorns and Roses diverse constituents. Not only was there a great turnout, but there were a few long time friends participating with the ride, so it made things all that much more fun. To begin, everyone assembled in the front to receive the mission instructions for the day. GOG provided our orders and explained that "today would be an out and back Apex ride".. which seemed like a nice clear, clean plan.

But....just before the activity of the day commenced, Capt Carbon gave an example of classic banter and suggested that we would never get started if we continued to socialize!!. GOG launched a powerful scud back that hinted at the tone for the day. Welcome, to another edition of Thunderdome!

In reality the out and back concept was very logical. Most everyone had not been riding that much.. so the out and back concept gave people the opportunity to turn back early and then rejoin the group if desired. But what was intended to be a sensible route that inspired hugging and world peace, got maligned into a very painful Mad Max sequel because of the attacks, escapes and relentless hills....I 'm referring to none other than "The Road Warrior". Right from the beginning there was a butt load of hills....and as we all know a butt has generous hill capacity!? On the first mountain, Sonic B-M cajoled Josh "Moving Violation Carter" into an impromptu hill climb. As expected Josh dominated the 0-60 component until having his fill.. in a dramatic display of paranormal performance Capt destroyed the hill and left Sonic B-M sickened and looking for the middle school saw dust dispersant. Luckily a medic was readily available by the name of Todd Mcbride. Todd expressed kindness and consideration for the sick and injured, a fatal character flaw among the Thorns and Roses... This kindness was only matched by "the man without the yellow hat" ..more aptly a man in black (casual rider with the Thorns and Roses) whom was enjoying the ride and the great weather.

Moving on, the group maintained a great pace out through Apex. It was interesting to note that Mother Theresa (MT) and GOG were both sporting semi warm weather gear. MT wore shorts with no leg warmers and GOG adorned abbreviated cycling trousers. I wanted to ask them if their mother knew they had come outside without their jacket on, but was not given the chance. They seemed warm enough though -- and I wondered what it was like to be young.

All the cyclists were working together temporally as we entered the gates of Apex until Chris Stark jetted out in front for some epic Escapes. Jim and Elise Cobb were riding along cooperatively until Jim distracted Elise so that she would hit a pot hole..causing her water bottle to fall out and dance along the side of the rode. A little while later Elise confided in another rider over her disgust of Jim's dirty trick, and ironically hit another pothole-- ejecting her water bottle once again into flight.

Immortal Man (Joe Pittman) was riding well after a healthy holiday break. On several occasions he took the front in his trademark move, "the quad destroyer". This move entailed sitting in his seat on steep hills, until every last striation of Type 2 fiber was damaged beyond repair. This technique is extremely effective at coaxing others to destroy themselves; as if climbing the steep hill where as comfortable and relaxing as playing a game of Tile Rummy with your grandparents. A fine technique for asserting torturous pain on your friends. Not long after I could hear the thunderous roar of Rob Robertson – Top Rookie. He exalted: "Remember where you are... This is Thunderdome... Death is listening, and will take the first man who screams." This was a very cryptic and eerie message.... UNTIL it was learned that he had been eating too many of the candied cycling treats in his pocket, and was just suffering from an elevated level of electrolytes. With Top Rookie stabilized, the group continued on... in fact, Top Rookie rode very very strong as a result of the candied treats that day.

As the peloton commenced their return back to the parking lot starting line (tired from a long morning of shenanigans)-- Scott X (new guy) with deep profile wheels started unleashing his fury on the weakened crew. When confronted directly about the beating, he stated that his bike computer was not working and he could not manage his speed efficiently. Nice try... Because of this bad behavior, many requested that Scott X join the group again on a future ride.

Back at the parking lot.. Jessica, and Marrianne Mann "#1 in the Bush" were asked about the days ride. Both reported that they enjoyed it, but that it was also one of the more difficult to memory. Marrianne further explained that she was a little embarrassed by her nickname "#1 in the bush"..at which time I suggested that "#2 in the bush" might be more comforting. She declined.

The ride completed at approx, 38 miles, 3 hrs and ave speed of 17 mph +/-


Sunday Jan 30th.

Write up provided by GOG

Warm sunny calm weather embraced the riders as they assembled in the parking lot.

Everyone was so eager to start that the pack was able to leave at 10:01 am. The most prompt start ever for the Thorns N Roses.

Those in attendance included:
Kevin Smit – GOG
Theresa Smit – Mother Theresa
Rob Robertson – Top Rookie
Todd McBride – Best Biking buddy   B3
Jim Cobb – The Rabbit
Elise Cobb – Popsicle
Ann Munn – Bump and Rub
Marrian Mahn - #1 in the Bush
Mary Ann Feegan
Andy Hartsfield – possible name in the works (under the radar). When asked how he has been able to ride with the group for several years without a nickname. He responded I stay Under the Radar.
David Bridenbaugh – Mr. Bridenbaugh
Jeff Giordano – Claim Jumper
Jae Brainard – Matriarch
Jessica Holland – Twin Peaks
Heather Patt – earned her nickname (Two Timer) - earned her name on this days ride.


Late arrivals included
Tim Divinney – the Love Train
Shawn Richardson – Not sure what bike he rode so don’t know what nickname to use, other than PISSED that he missed the start, and we went out of the parking lot differently than normally.

Prior to the start GOG hinted that he had at least two distances in mind for the days route. Those that wanted extra would likely see around 40 miles and others would be targeting for the mid to low 30 mile range. Mother Theresa had already informed GOG that she was planning to ride with The Matriarch, and Mary Ann Faggen.

The pack rolled out of the parking lot with GOG at the lead. He had wanted to start the days route by actually heading towards Crabtree Crossing rather than the normal route out onto High House.

Just as he realized his mistake Top Rookie shouted out “Glad he didn’t decide to go the other way”.

As if on cue GOG turned the pack right at the end of the driveway and pointed all towards the sidewalk on Cary parkway as it leads to Crabtree Crossing Parkway. In unison the cyclist each slowed and corrected their path to follow GOG. One by one they all traversed the sidewalk and then dumped out onto the divided road that wanders through the upscale sections of Preston.

As the pack rolled down the long slow declines of Crabtree Crossing they were passed by a car that had a Bicycle dangling off the back end of the vehicle. The car slowed as it reached the front of the pack. With its window down a voice from within shouted “Where do I park?”. GOG immediately recognized the voice and confirmed his recognition by turning his head to confirm that it was indeed The Love Train. He had arrived just as the pack was pulling out and decided to chase them down in the car to figure out were on the route he could intersect the ride on his bike. “Turn right at the Chicken, and park at the Library’ GOG shouted out to him. GOG knew this was enough information for the Love Train since he had used that location on other days to intersect the Thorns N Roses as they head out of town.

With that the car sped on ahead.

The pack made the turn safely from Crabtree Crossing onto Morrisville Parkway and then again onto Sarazen Meadow Way. At that corner were two cyclists circling waiting for the pack to catch up. GOG shouted out to them “Sorry we are Not CSH”. He recognized one of the riders as Dain McBee. Dain is a strong rider that would have been very disappointed in riding with the Thorns N Roses. The two groups ride totally different types of rides. CSH takes no prisoners, runs a tight pace line, does not stop to regroup, goes hard all the way, and does not socialize at the level the Thorns N Roses do. Those two riders immediately pulled out of the pack and went back to their vigil of looking for CSH.

By this point Mother Theresa, The Matriarch, and Mary Ann were already setting the tone and pace for their days ride. The Thorns and Stems were still together and elected to pause momentarily to see that the Roses had exited Cary and were headed towards the turn at The Big Chicken.

The pack then headed towards RTP on Lewis Stevens where they were joined by The Love Train who had successfully transitioned from car to bike.

The pace was comfortable floating along between 15 and 19 mp with all but the three Roses in tow. Jim Cobb – The Rabbit was showing great restraint as he demonstrated his respect for the spirit of the days ride. He somehow knew that the first half of the ride was intended to have all ride together, socialize, and provide safety in numbers. He also sensed that the Thorns would be turned loose later to punish each other in their form of Play.

On this days ride GOG learned that Bump and Rub will not be able to ride on the weekends once her Club Soccer Season begins. The two then talked about other groups that ride during the week. GOG described his experiences riding on Wednesday evenings with OMV out of Macgregor Village and from that same location on Thursdays with Slow Spokes. Two very different groups each with a different philosophy of what the rides are and how to conduct them. All groups have their merits and it is great that there seems to be something for all types of riders and for all types of riding purposes.

At one point in the ride GOG rolled up to Claim Jumper and asked “That was you that yelled at me yesterday from your car wasn’t it?”. “Yep” he chuckled. “My wife and I were coming back from running errands when I recognized you, had to yell at you to “Get the Lead Out” Claim Jumper said with great pride in his voice. He was clearly proud to have participated in adding to Saturday’s Banter without having even been on the ride.

The group did get strung out as they each worked to cross the busy Highway 55 followed by the climb up Kits Creek to Green Level Church. Those that scampered on ahead missed the next turn at Stonewater Glenn and found themselves waiting for the others at Okelley. GOG held up at Stonewater to direct the others onto the road rather than compete with the traffic on Okelley. He informed those he was redirecting to follow it thru the roundabout and then to Okelley. This would eliminate some of the time spent in that traffic. GOG then dashed on up to where the others were waiting on Okelley to let them know he had sent the others on a parallel path that would converge up ahead.

As if magic happened both groups got to the same intersection simultaneously.

It was here that GOG provided more detail of how the route would unfold and were the Thorns can make their get away. Just as the pack mounted their bikes and pushed off to make way a shout from the back of the Pack was heard ‘FLAT, we got a FLAT”. All riders slowed checked the traffic flow and delicately redirected their bikes into a U turn.

It was Heathers bike that had a flat front tire. Heather’s sprit was not damped at all. She was immediately swarmed by several others who jumped into the task of removing the wheel from the bike and were already ripping the tire off the rim. The Rabbit was at the center of this repair effort. Heather looked on in amazement at the willingness of others to take command of the situation. The Rabbit handed the Tire to one of the other riders (claim jumper or Mr. Bridenbaugh) There was such a frenzy GOG could not take time to asses who all was involved. GOG then added his two cents into the repair work and offered to blow up the tube. He first blew into the tube as if he was blowing up a ballon. That jump starts the process and is supposed to make it easier to tuck the tube back into the space between the rim and the tire without creating a pinch point. Once the Tire was back on the rim GOG then asked if anyone had a hand pump. “Save the CO2 cartridge if we have a pump” , he offered again as if to suggest he is all knowing of these types of repairs. GOG was thrilled to learn that Best Biking Buddy had a classic Silca Frame Pump. Still the best transportable pump on the market. GOG grabbed the pump as if he was grabbing an old friend, and when to work inflating the tire to as close to spec as possible. A quick all knowing squeeze of the tire to judge PSI another few pumps and follow on squeeze to confirm the proper PSI had been reached. During this GOG was harassed by the crowed who praised his Blow Hard skills, and his aggressive pumping action. Several even took pictures with their phones to document the event.

Mr Bridenbaugh locked Two Timers front wheel back into its location and recommended she confirm for herself that it was ready to ride.

So how does Heather’s nickname apply. This was her second time ever on a road bike. This was her second time ever riding with the Thorns N Roses. She enjoyed having several of the guys jump to her aid and allowed each on to take their turn. A Two Timer.

Back on the road the pack was directed down Okelley towards the point where the Tobacco trail crosses its path. GOG led the way as he and the others snaked their way thru the narrow gate onto the paved section of the Tobacco trail. The pace was immediately slowed in response to the multipurpose usage of the trail. Out of respect for the runners, walkers, small children, and dogs on leashes the Thorns N Roses did their part to share the path for all to enjoy.

Within a mile or two the paved section came to a halt where the Tobacco trail crosses New Hope Church road. GOG held up the group there and began to describe what was planned next for the riders. “Those looking to complete 40 miles follow Mr. Bridenbaugh as he leads you to Mount Pisgah, then Martha’s Chapel, to Lake Jordan, and loop on back thru Cary Glenn and Nicole’s Roller coaster.”, “The rest of us do we want to do between 25 =- 28 miles, or more like 30 to 33 miles?” GOG went on to ask. “Who is riding with MR. Bridenbaugh please raise your hands”. With this Mr. Bridenbaugh rolled thru the gate and assembled his Thorns for their next push down New Hope Church road and on beyond to Lake Jordan. “Have a safe ride” GOG yelled out to them.

“OK, raise your hands if you want more like 30 miles vs a shorter 25”. Just as GOG was completing his plea for a vote all hands went up indicating more than 25 miles were being requested.

“Excellent, we will also head for Mount Pisgua, how ever we will turn off of that road earlier than the Thorns and loop on back along a flatter course, by using the bike trail in the Sears Farm neighborhood.”

The Stems all navigated thru the gate and followed the lead of GOG and Best Biking Buddy as they rolled up and over the undulating country side that would later give way to the flat ribbon of road known as Lueter Shop. At the point were the Wake County line sprint is GOG and The Love Train were riding comfortably in the lead with Best Biking Buddy and Two Timer close behind. The Love Train commented on that fact that they were about to win the sprint without having to change the pace. Then there came the sound of grinding gears. “Hay are you going to make a run for the line?” the Love Train asked Best Biking Buddy. “Na, it is all yours” was the reply from behind. Both GOG and the Love Train relaxed in their saddle knowing that no challenge would be mounted.

Then without warning B3 pulled wide to the left and bolted out of the seat as he shot past the two in the lead. “You BASTARD” was the cry from both the Love Train and GOG. Two Timer was heard giggling as she watched the children play.

B3 took the county line sprint as the others continued to roll on at a steady 18 mph.

The riders were all looking forward to the final miles on the bike path in Sears Farm, the pace would be slowed as they would once again work to share the multiuse path. And Yes GOG and others in the group did a Primordial Scream as the group traveled thru the tunnel under Highway 55.

The groups all returned to the start finish having had a great day of bikeing.

The Thorns did 41 miles

The Stems completed 32 miles at just under a 16 mph pace

The Roses completed 25 miles.

Only the most Hardy

Saturday 1/22/2011 Bike Ride.

C-O-L-D
Those attending virtually

(They made a reservation at Briggs in anticipation of others joining them for Brunch.)
Ron Clanton - Just Ron
Tracy Clanton - Rose Peddler
Jae Brainard – Roses Matriarch who can ride with the Thorns
Mary Ann Faggan

Others showing up at Bruggers with little or no desire to ride in the cold.
Rob Robertson – Top Rookie went to Brunch
Todd McBride – Bonk Buddy, Best Biking Buddy – went to HOT Yoga
Theresa Smit – Mother Theresa – went to Brunch
Kevin Smit – GOG went to Brunch
Josh Carter – Moving Violation – went to Brunch
Chris Stark – Almost rode but made the last call to head back to bed.




The FOOLS who braved the C-O-L-D and wind
Kiki – Twinkle Toes

Lee Duncan - Sonic Boom - Sputum-Maker

It was a cold morning. Not just cold, but breezy with a gray winter sky. It felt cold, it was cold and riding a bike felt wrong on a day like this. Some Thorns and Roses were pooled at the red carpet area of Bruegger's Bagels to watch oncoming traffic. I knew there would be limited participation when Top Rookie gave the international sign for Crazy upon my approach. A few contemplative riders stood in the parking lot evaluating meteorological data. Even with Sonic Boom's jumping and yelling antics to draw participation, the "parking lot 5" turned out to be a well balanced group of individuals and declined participation. One by one they fell away, relenting to the call of a pancake breakfast that awaited them.

So Sonic Boom started to suit up for a solo mission to carry the Thorns and Roses banner and show everyone that poor judgement is something to be celebrated. That was until one brave sole ventured out into the arena. This warrior of winter showed an unrelenting spirit to bike that day-- she went by the name Kiki or Twinkle Toes. With this new formed pack, the Donner Party climbed onto their steel horses (realistically aluminum/carbon/manganese/titanium) and set off to migrate West for aerobic opportunity. As earlier stated, it was really really cold, just wanted to reinforce that.

The two peddled through Cary, through the adjoining neighborhoods and out towards Cary Park and Upchuck. One universally known trait of Kiki is that she is always optimistic and has a very positive attitude-- and if there was something that Sonic Boom wanted to achieve that day..it was to break her spirit. Sputum Maker shouted to Twinkles "hey I have a fun hill route we can try, it will be just 25 miles or so in total, so not that far." It was important to psychologically mislead Twinkles if she was going to play along. She easily agreed with the plan and the 2 continued on their journey. First was Upchuck in all her mountain majesty; next was a long 7% grade in the back country, followed by a strategic turn to position the riders for an unrelenting series of hills. Sputum Maker knew he was doing well, because he could hear Kiki 100 yards away from the excessive lung aspiration that whistled up the mountain. Sputum knew he was getting close to observing one of the first glimpses of this perpetually positive person in an un-merry state..but it didn't happen.

Because of the continued resilience of Twinkles, Sputum had to think fast and dial in the remaining route to increase ammonia/lactate toxicity. And just like that, the two made a few quick turns and were headed for the grand finale... a 2 mile pull up a 5% grade hill. This had to do it!?! The 2 struggled up the contoured terrain and cursed the geological plates that moved the land masses in cruel formation..and just at the moment when there was almost a trace of downtrodden demeanor??-- instead a faint noise was heard that sounded like a giggle ..which developed into a laugh...ultimately culminating into a smile. Twinkles was not put down by the cold, the gray or the hills of Cary, but was actually UPLIFTED, amused, entertained--dare I say beguiled. At this moment, Sputum Maker drew the flag of defeat and the two limped back to the Thorns and Roses clubhouse feeling alive, exhilarated and ready for a pancake breakfast.


Total distance: 28 miles

Total Elevation: 2,100

Average Speed: Approx. 16 mph (the bike computers did not register Accurately do to the cold temps)

Sunday
1/23/2011
Temps at 10 am = 27 degrees.
no more needs to be said.

What is with all the Nick Names?

Two Saddles rides a TWIXY.

Saturday Jan 15, 2011

A later start to allow the temps to rise into the mid 40’s.

Those in attendance include:

Kevin Smit – GOG (Glistening Older Gentleman) named by one of the barista’s in Caribou Coffee as she tried to explain to Steve Cope who was asking her if Kevin had been in there. “Oh you mean the Older looking Gentleman that was Glistening. (Sweating all over the counter top as he ordered a diet coke after the ride.) She was trying to be very nice and polite, however Steve knew exactly what to do with that information.
Theresa Smit – Mother Theresa (for putting up with GOG for over 35 years)
Rob Robertson – Top Rookie (for his unbelievable improvement in his first year of biking)
Jim Cobb – more than ready for a nickname. Watch him closely and share with GOG any comments he makes, or dumb moves he makes. There is always a great nickname waiting to be discovered if you are paying attention.
Elise Cobb – Popsicle ( she has no body fat, and the winter cold has her vibrating on the bike as she shivers to try and warm up).
Todd McBride - Definitely ready for a nickname. Todd is another rider who in a very short time riding with the Thorns N Roses has not only lost a great deal of weight, he has also improved his riding skills and strength. Todd is also one of those riders in the group who will look after others making sure no one rides alone. The first ride he did with the group he performed a perfect GOG style BONK. A nickname like BONK BUDDY has been bantered about, however his willingness to ride with others suggests he is actually a BEST BIKING BUDDY. So he may have already earned two nicknames. B2 or B3. Or if you realy want to go there he could be Best Biking and Bonking Buddy B4.
Deb Hollis – Two Saddles ( rides horses and bikes both of which have saddles)
Joe Pittman – Immortal Man (named by Steve Cope who noticed a sicker on Joe’s Bike with the word IMMORTAL)
Kaleo Bullard - He has just started riding with the group keep a close eye on him and learn more about him, then share that information with GOG along with your suggested nicknames.
Chris Stark – Chris is one of the Thorns and rides also a great deal with OMV and other groups. Chris has not yet been caught by GOG doing or saying anything worthy of a nickname. Mostly because GOG can not keep up with Chris or the rest of the Thorns.
Paul Estes – another Thorn who rides periodically with the group and is always way too far out ahead of GOG to be caught doing or saying something note worthy enough for a nickname. Thorns pay attention and share your observations about the antics of those you ride with.
Steve Cope – one of the founding members of the Thorns N Roses. Steve has many nicknames all worthy of him and his antics. His nicknames in order of when they were awarded are as follows:

Chiwawa – Steve talks non stop and is always there by your side nipping at your heals. He is known for his attacks time and time again just to see if you will play his game. Oh and did we mention that he is small in stature much like a small dog.

Angry Chipmunk – name given to him by Christy Miller (Pink Triassholete – Pinky for short) who could not remember his nickname but described him to others as that little guy who is always attacking – you know like an Angry Chipmunk.

The Gnat – named for the fact that no one can get a reasonable draft off of him. He is so small that a gnat can’t even get a good draft off him.

Captain Carbon – Until recently Steve rode nothing but vintage steel frame bikes. He said that all those riding carbon fiber were destroying the environment with the large carbon foot print. Steve Now Owns a Carbon Fiber bike and was instantly named Captain Carbon on the day he showed up with the new bike.

Kiki – Twinkle Toes – Named for her distinct riding style. Her feet remain in the toes down position thru the entire peddle stroke. She dances and prances on the peddles like a ballerina.

Those are the riders who were in attendance this day and the story behind their nicknames. There are more riders out there who ride with the group and also have nicknames. Feel free to ask them if they have one and how they earned that name.

Some of them include:

PinkTriassholete
Love Train
Track Stand
Mother Goose
Sonic Boom
Green Flash – aka Killer Bee – aka – Desert Flower – aka – Abominal Snowman
Rumble strip
Patti Melt
Rose Peddler
Just RON
Rose Bud
Moving Violation
Down Hill Racer – now living in the DC area.
Claim Jumper
Slow Todd
Tri Todd
Blood Hound
Twin Peaks
Just Wendy
Mr. Bridenbaugh
Domestique
Social Butterfly aka Butterfly – now living in Germany
#1 in the Bush
The Antagonist
Power Stroker
Slow Jen Fizz
Sporadic Steve
DOC
Double your Miles Double Your Pleasure

So join in the fun of helping name those who do not yet have a nickname. Not all suggestions stick. The best ones contain a degree of innuendo.

As the group assembled for the days ride GOG welcomed back Capn Carbon who has not been on his bike riding with the group for a couple of months. GOG then shared his plans for the day’s route with all the riders. He did this knowing the Thorns would be anxious to attack early, leaving him and others unable to communicate the next set of turns and roads. As it turned out the two groups, Thorns and Stems, did come back together briefly twice during the ride.

The group rolled out of the parking lot as they always do by dumping out onto High House and then dodging into the Preston neighborhood to avoid traffic as they exit the Cary city limits. In Preston the group was joined by Kiki (Twinkle Toes) who rides towards the start, timing her appearance as the group glides through that neighborhood. All riders timed the light correctly as they sprang across Davis and into the round-a-bout that would spit them out at the BIG CHICKEN/Yellow Barn land mark. This is usually the first decision point on what direction to turn, however today all were equipped with the knowledge of the roads to be traveled and little time was spent figuring out left or right at that spot.

The split had already happened, however the light at High House and the slow transition onto Jenks Carpenter allowed the pack to reassemble. It was at the right turn from Jenks Carpenter onto Jenks Carpenter that Kaleo showed his bike handling skills. The entire group ahead of him had slowed with some riders coming to a stop. Kaleo clipped the rear tire of Immortal Man but was able to Muscle his bike back into control and did not crash. The amount of force he applied to the handlebars of his bike equaled that of a Cowboy Wrestling a steer to the ground by its Horns in a Rodeo event. Hmmmm Steer Wrestler – a nickname in the making? After the near crash the group swung thru the right turn and headed down the long hill with GOG warning everyone of the potential pot holes at the bottom of the hill. The Thorns all positioned themselves for the expected attack that would begin just after the bottom of the hill and peak at or near the top of the climb near the intersection of Jenks Carpenter and Holt. This day there was no clear attack as each rider rode their own pace towards the top of the hill. The pack did not have to wait anytime at all for all to make it to the stop sign. “My kids said that there were still patches of ice on Tingen were the hills begin, especially in the shaded valleys of the 4 hills” Top Rookie informed the group. Armed with this new information the Thorns made the left turn onto Holt and headed towards Apex. The Thorns were slowly pressing the pace as the cyclists reached to Northern edge of Apex. GOG was looking in his mirror to see if he could spot Mother Theresa and Kaleo (Steer Wrestler). No cyclists in site. GOG pulled off to the edge of the road just past the Highway 64 overpass. Todd McBride (Bonk Buddy, B2 or Best Biking Buddy, B3) held up as well to make sure all were OK. After several minuets Mother Theresa was spotted riding solo towards the riders. As she approached she waved to two rider on as if to suggest – Do Not Make Me Stop and explain.

GOG pulled up next to here and asked/confirmed that Kaleo had turned back. “Yes, he was having a Migraine and was not feeling well so he elected to turn back and head for home”. “Yea he probably had to clean his shorts after almost crashing” GOG said in jest.

Mother Theresa saw no humor is GOGs sick reply.

Mother Theresa, Todd McBride B2 B3 and GOG were now all alone as they slid through Apex and onto the section of road known to the group as The Tingen Salt Flats. There would be no fast pace line for those 3 as they fought the strong head winds and could not form a pace line. Tingen Salt Flats then gave way to the Hills of Woods Creek. These hills slap the cyclist once, twice, three, and then one final sucker punch as they work to keep momentum thru that section of road known to the group as The Four Horsemen of The Apocalypse Top Rookie refers to those hills as the 4 Whores. Either way they are there to Hurt not to help.

The group now found themselves at the intersection of Friendship. A good place to find oneself along with their cycling partners after surviving the 4 Horsemen of the Apocalypse. The three then turned right towards old highway one. The wind was now at their back and provided for an easy run to the next turn that put them briefly on old US 1. They then turned right at the second road. Now on Humie Olive and again with the wind mostly at their back the pace quickened. Just as the 3 were getting into a rhythm they spotted the Thorns all gathered ahead. “How nice of them to wait on us” thought GOG. Just as the 3 riders closed in on the Thorns the Thorns scattered, jumped on their bikes and blasted off down the road. In doing so they left one of their riders behind at the edge of the road. The 3 Stems rolled past the abandoned rider only to hear “I broke my cable”. It was Two Saddles that GOG recognized as the abandoned Thorn. ‘YOU OK” he shouted as his momentum carried him past her. He checked his mirror to see she was still not on her bike. Checking again to make sure no cars were coming GOG made a U-Turn and rolled back to her location. “My shift cable broke, and they made it so I could finish the ride” Two Saddles was telling GOG. “Front or Rear cable” he asked. “Rear” she replied. “What gear did they fix you in?” he asked. “Middle cog” she responded as she was now on the bike and slowly coming up to optimal rpms. Capn Carbon said I had more gears than he did since I can shift the front chain ring and he only has one gear on his FIXY. “I am riding a TWIXY” she announced with a big grin.

Thorns peform roadside repair turning Two Saddles road bike into a TWIXY.


The Stems now had a new member Two Saddles on a TWIXY. This group rode easy and all took note of the Fountain in the front yard of a home on that road. The fountain was draped in its own handy work of frozen water falls. Very pretty and a testimonial to how cold the days have been this winter. The 3rd coldest December on record. January is not warming up and not living up to its Normal Temperatures that would allow cyclists to ride in low 50’s on a regular basis.

The Thorns were already long out of site and the Stems made their way onto New Hill and then onto Toddy Goodwin and its rolling hills and head winds. Toddy Goodwin was also spotted with several small patches of ice in the shaded areas of the road. The Stems did not form a draft line as each rider struggled solo against the wind, hills, and wind Chill.

The Stems regrouped at the end of Toddy Goodwin and then made the right turn towards Wilsonville and Highway 64. The Thorns were spotted one last time as they were leaving the gas station at Wilsonville and the Stems were rolling in for a Bio Break. The Stems took little time to rest, blow noses, and empty bladders before heading across Highway 64 and onto Farrington. They formed a short tight pace line with the wind at their backs and the down hill leading to Lake Jordan. Here again the cyclists were presented with another of Natures more eye pleasing scenes as they crossed the bridge over the water. To their right they could see the thin smooth surface of ice that had formed on sections of the lake. It looked as if someone had tried to put a large piece of Plastic Wrap over the lake but ran out. It appeared as if Plastic Wrap was stretched from lands edge out towards mid water on all sides. Picture perfectly smooth sections formed by this protective layer reaching out further and further as if to some how try and calm the waters that were still exposed. Hundreds of white birds were perched on the ice at the barrier were smooth turns to rough water. They were enjoying the bright sun light, calmness of the ice, and close to the open water that supplied the next feeding opportunity.

The Stems continued on their quest towards Holland Chapel and the roads well traveled by many cyclists in the area. GOG Turned to B3 and asked if he wanted to go further to Martha’s Chapel to get in a couple extra miles. “You bet, more time in the saddle, is always good”. GOG then turned to Mother Theresa “You up for going to Martha’s Chapel?”. “NO”. GOG turned back to Best Biking Buddy and said “Holland Chapel it is”. The group swung right onto Holland Chapel pointed their front tires towards the Strawberry Patch, the County Line Sprint, Cary Glenn, Nicole’s Roller Coasters, and back thru the back side of Preston.

The Stems finished 44 miles at 15 mph pace.

The Thorns finished 42 miles at a much faster clip.

Two Saddles learned to ride a TWIXY.

Kaleo – Steer Wrestler – went home early to clean his shorts after avoiding a crash.

GOG and Theresa asked if anyone wanted to go out for lunch.

The group suggested that we plan on it for next weekend’s ride.





Sunday January 16th.

Another later start to help let the day warm. The start was clearly 10 degrees warmer and with little to no wind keeping the wind chill a non issue. A warmer start but with half the turn out from Saturday’s colder ride.

Those in attendance included.

Kevin Smit – GOG
Theresa Smit – Mother Theresa
Todd McBride – Best Biking Buddy, Bonk Buddy – there to help if you Bonk since he knows how to Bonk as well as GOG does.
Ann Munn – GOG is remembering that she has a nickname but he has been failing to use it. Sorry BUMP AND RUB for failing to use your nickname. She received this on one of her first rides with the group. She did a fantastic Bump and Rub maneuver on Rose Bud putting her into the fence as they both fought for position thru the narrow entrance to the Tobacco Trail bike path. You can read about that in the Sunday July 18th 2010 write up Posted on July 21st 2010.
Josh Carter – Moving Violation – Speeding ticket on his way home from Florida.
Lee Duncan – Sonic Boom, Snotty Boom – Named for his fast explosive acceleration that has been described as a Sonic Boom as he passes you. Snotty Boom due to the volume of bodily fluids that flow from his nose on those colder riding days.

All riders were lined up ready to head out of the parking lot. They were only waiting for GOG to mount his bike signaling time was at hand to ride. His bike was leaning on the back of his van pointing in a direction opposite the normal path out of the parking lot. GOG was still putting away money collected for jerseys, recording who had paid for them, along with any of the signed release forms for the Thorns N Roses Riders. Then he was seen closing and locking the van doors. The Riders then all moved collectively forward towards Brueggers and the road that snakes out to High House. GOG grabbed his bike and swung his leg over the top tube, an effort for some one as old, over weight and out of shape as he currently is. As he completed this delicate maneuver the pack was off. GOG was still readying himself, making sure all systems were go. Then he slowly pressed on the left peddle as he used the small amount of momentum to then clip into his right peddle. He was still pointed away from Brueggers. He continued his direction away from the normal exit point. He was in fact headed out the direction that he normally finishes a ride from. He was headed towards Crabtree Crossing Parkway. He did not turn, he did not yell out to the others, instead he slowly continued in the reciprocal direction as he glanced in his mirror to see the outcome of his antics. As GOG left the edge of the parking Lot and turned onto the SIDEWALK he saw first one then another and then the entire group turn to take chase.

Mother Theresa was not amused and let GOG know He Needed to inform her of where they were going for the days ride. ‘Normal RTP but in reverse” he said as if that would be enough to satisfy her desire to know all the details of what hills there would be, how many miles, what the traffic pattern and volume would be. His short explanation was met with a silent stare. Sonic Boom raced up to GOG and informed him ‘I will probably jump out a head several times and I may have to turn early due to prior commitment”.

‘Yea you do not have any Thorns to play with today, Feel free to push ahead once and a while” GOG responded knowing how challenging it would be for Sonic Boom to ride at the slower pace expected for the days group.

The group was now gliding down Crabtree Crossing and closing in on were it intersects with Morrisville Carpenter when all of a sudden from a side street there came a double draft line of cyclists from the CSH Sunday Ride. The late start along with the reverse start direction for the Thorns N Roses put the two groups onto a collision course. The CSH riders slid in front of the Thorns N Roses and immediately jumped thru the intersection and onto Morrisville Parkway. The Thorns N Roses were caught by traffic and waited for a clearing before following CSH onto the road. Once onto Morrisville Parkway Sonic Boom darted forward to catch and then push to the front of CSH. A tactic he learned from Capn Carbon who can not allow any cyclists ahead without running them down and announce his arrival.

CSH next made the turn onto Creek Park Dr as it heads towards Hogans Valley Way. This was the route GOG had also charted out for the Thorns N Roses. Up ahead, Sonic Boom was seen slowing and unclipping as he looked all around for GOG to receive his next move commands. “Left Turn” GOG shouted in his effort to allow Sonic Boom to keep his momentum and to clip back in without having to put a fool down. The two cyclists were now together at the back of the CSH pack. GOG looked at Sonic Boom and said “These guys do a 30 mile fast run out to Lake Jordan and back, You might want to jump in with them, they will be done before we are, and we are not going to go as far, and definitely not as fast”. GOG could see in an instant that Lee’s look went from one of “Rats I was looking for a good fast ride today with the rest of my Thorn Buddies, and now I am stuck with these Stems/Rose that never ride hard, CRAP” – to a look of “Really CAN I REALLY – THANKS DAD”. “Yea you will have a lot more fun and get back in time for your early commitment” GOG said as he released the Thorn.

That was the last Sonic Boom was seen. Within a block Sonic Boom was at the front of the CSH pack.

The Stems and Roses rolled on thru Preston onto Ron’s Pull, Carpenter Fire Station, Yates Store towards Okelley. The group then rolled across Okelley thru the round about onto Stonewater Glenn, Green Level Church, Kit Creek Road, Louis Stevens, Hopson road. It was there that we learned that one of the many talents Biking Best Buddy has is that he was the Safety Officer for the Gun Club that is located at the corner of Lewis Stevens and Hopson. Not only is Best Biking Buddy an Engineer for Verizon, he is also a Scuba Instructor, and was an EMT at one point. We are sure there is a lot more he has to share about his many talents, so next time you ride with him see if you can get him to share more. Moving Violation was riding comfortably with GOG and B3. He was comfortable doing a relaxed pace. Moving Violation is planning to get back into Racing and was sharing his most resent training effort. He had hired a personal trainer and within 20 minutes the trainer had Moving Violation PUKING in the waste basket during the workout. The last time GOG every Puked during a work out was in 1968 during swim team practice.

The pack wormed their way slowly back to brueggers by traveling a short way on Davis turning into a small industrial complex and exiting out onto Keystone Park, then Church St, turning then onto Mc Crimmon Parkway, crossing Davis, to Koopers Rd that then melts into Lewis Stevens eventually putting the group back at the BIG Chicken land mark and the roads thru Preston to the finish.

They completed 27 miles. The MPH were un recorded because the did not want to push themselves to the point of Puking.

Mother Theresa and Bump and Rub both rolled into the end having ridden side by side the entire route.

Let it Snow Let it Snow Let it Snow

Two write-ups, one from Theresa Smit - Mother Theresa who writes from the perspective of the Stems/Roses.  The second write up is from Lee Duncan - Sonic Boom and is from the perspective of the Thorns.

Enjoy.....................

Those in attendance


Jen Serino - Slow Jen fizz
Don Zelna – Track Stand (birthday boy on the days ride)
Alise Cobb - popsicle
Deb Hollis - 2 saddles
Jeff Hoffert
Erica Mantcuso
Lee Duncan (Snotty Boomister) Theresa’s new name for you. I view you as still and always Sonic Boom
Paul Franklin
Kim Barker
Marianne Mahn - #1 in the bush
Shawn Rischardson - green flash... All Though he did ride his white FIXY which is associated with the nickname Desert Flower. He was sporting some brand new white tires as well. Theresa thought he looked more like the Abdominal Snowman with the white bike and his beard showing through all the layers of clothing.
Kiki Rodue – Twinkle Toes
Theresa Smit - Mother Theresa

write-up as presented by Mother Theresa

With a later start Brueggers was wall to wall and the group had to fight for chairs and table-space. There was a short gathering with the early birds who wondered “Where was the GOG?” Mother Theresa (MT) informed everyone that he was resting his back as it has been bugging him for well over a year and not getting any better! He will not see a doc in fear they will cut him open and fuse his neck rendering him unable to turn his head while biking. MT, ready to wring his neck anyway for not seeing a doc, assigned the group to each send an email to GOG this week with their recommendation on a doc, chiropractor, medicine man, physiatrist or other healing plan in hopes to convince him by numbers to get some medical advise!


MT told Sonic Boom (aka Snotty Boomister) and Slow Jen Fizz the 41 mile route that GOG had formulated in celebration of Don Zelna’s(Track Stand) B-day. With MT leading from the rear all 13 riders were off for a nice but chilling ride. Temp was around 35ish and the wind was starting to pick a bit, but the skies looked clear and the sunshine would quickly warm us up…. At least that was the plan.

As we turned onto Ron’s Pull our smiles were frozen to our faces but the rest of the body was just warming up. The Thorns were careful to stop at each corner to validate with MT the next directions to turn as she worked not to stray too far behind. However, Shawn (aka Green Flash, Killer Bee, Tarantula, Desert Flower) showed up with new rims/tires for his white fixie and anyone on a fixie goes fast but him on his new wheels, there was just no holding back. MT and a few others were soon lagging behind as we approached the right turn onto Yates Store (Del Webb development) to where the ‘old folks live’ as Snotty put it. There was a very brief regrouping before a left on to Old Kelly where the traffic picked up but seemed to be friendly today. At 751 the group paused for all to catch up and let MT review the remainder of the route. As the group turned right on 751, MT noticed the road crews had already been out to brine the roads in prep for the upcoming snow threat for Monday. At this point we were the furthest out on our route then … OMG what is that coming down, is that snow, it was not suppose to snow, not today. A few flakes, then it got more intense, we continued for just a bit… the Thorns were out of site. The snow was starting to stick and the sky looked like this was not going to pass very soon. Kim was close to home and the warmth of her house was calling her, so Paul lead the group back to get her home and then the rest of us planned to head back the shortest route back to the start. As we headed north the snow got lighter, but then we had to go back to 751 where conditions became blizzard like. MT had to wipe her sunglasses to get the sludge off so she could see. She was worried that Shawn with is new white rims would not be seen by drivers in whiteout conditions and hence came up with yet a new name for him… the Abominable Snowman.

Hands and feet were soaked and lacking feeling as we turned into a gas station at New Hope Church Rd. for a short warm up stop. All the sudden the snow stopped, clouds parted, and the sun began to emanate much needed warmth. Now this was more like it! The rag tag group with new energy turned towards the last few miles back to the start with a much more relaxed pace and attitude. The snow that had accumulated on our jackets and helmets started to drip like the Campbell’s soup commercial or a withering snowman. It felt nice for a few miles as the sun gave us some much earned warmth. MT could not recall in over 35 years of organized rides ever riding in snow let alone blizzard like conditions, this would defiantly be a ride to remember.

As we entered Preston the clouds returned and the temps dropped once again, “hope we get back before the snow starts flying again” commented MT. Just as we hit the parking lot GOG greeted the group to get the recap of the adventures. Within minutes the Thorns arrived recounting their version of the epic all seasons ride. Stems/Roses did about 36 and Thorns achieved the targeted 41 miles (happy b-day Track Stand). No averages as who cares we rode in freekin’ snow!

The days ride write-up from Lee Duncan - Sonic Boom.  The perspective from a Thorn.

Thorns account of Saturday's ride on 1/8/2011:


The Thorns were bundled up, but very excited and ready to go for Saturday's ride. The weather had been extremely erratic, wet and cold over the prior weeks. Most importantly, people were ready to get out and escape the presence of family / relatives from Holiday break. It didn't matter that there was a predicted snow storm within the last 24 hours or that the wind would be howling at sustained speeds of 20 mph+.

MT (Mother Theresa) started the day with providing instructions to a few people that were good with directions-- as well as Lee/Snotty Boomister (consistent nasal discharge). Shortly thereafter we were off.

The riders headed out on the traditional route through Cary and up, down and all around through Carpenter Firestation. It was amazing how composed the Thorns were during this portion of the ride with Desert Flower leading us through. All were behaving well until the route by Del Webb that sported a slight but consistent incline. The added discomfort made way for a chorus of complaining and unwell wishing over the holiday food assortment previously enjoyed. The group then stopped to coalesce and catch their breath.

After the pause, everyone went on towards 751, where the speed quickened and the hills grew more challenging -- Slow Jen Fizz declared that perhaps the road had been lengthened and the hills steepened since our last venture out this way. Which seemed possible because the road kept going and going and going, until after an eternity everyone arrived at 751.

At this point we all were spent and fantasizing about the figgy pudding and eggnog enjoyed the previous week...but now it was payback time. So the Thorns lounged about on the corner of 751 discussing Kinesiology and the origin of life until eventually it was suggested we should continue. Green Flash / Desert Flower made an observation that a storm cloud might be approaching in the distance, but-- because the extraordinarily accurate, bulk computer generated weather forecast from Weather.com was always right --and that it had predicted only a 12.4% chance of precipitation from 9:30 to 10:45 AM....what could possibly go wrong.

The group ventured on and soon it began snowing; I mean really snowing..in the eyes, covering our hands, head and full frontal parts. At first it was a novelty, but after turning left on Stage Coach, the group was in a complete emergency evacuation minus the blow-up slide. The Roses/Stems and Thorns became separated from their cycling friends...similar, but not at all comparable to the Christmas Classic "Home Alone". The hills around Stage Coach did not make things any better, as it exasperated the snow breathing effect.

At the top of one of the hills, the remaining Thorns collected and discussed turning around or venturing on. One important fact was that we just came down 751 which would then need to be re-climbed and we had just climbed up a hill which would be wasted effort. So we decided to tap into that illogical spirit that had gotten us into the mess in the first place, and finish out the ride. So the group rode on, keeping just the track / snowy image of the person in front of them in view UNTIL finally the clouds parted (could swear a harp played in the background) and we approached the old route by Jordan Lake and Martha's Chapel. We did not have to survive on the disgusting power gels that the group had amongst them, We-Were-Saved!

The Thorns finished out the ride at 41 miles at a 17 mph pace (with snow chains) and were thankful for an epic ride and the opportunity to return home among the comfort of family, friends..even relatives.