Who’s tripping down the streets of the city
Smilin’ at everybody she sees
Who’s reachin’ out to capture a moment
Everyone knows it’s Windy
Boy! When Mother Nature extracts a toll, she does makes sure she gets her money’s worth!
Yesterday, we ended our ride in Tombstone. As the day got longer, the winds got stronger and stronger. Many of us were a little worried about today, but…we had just finished two nice days so a little head wind as we travelled down Charleston Road wouldn’t be too bad a price to pay, right?
But, this AM, we woke up to calm. Total and complete calm. Spooky calm given yesterday’s howling gusts. So we all did a little happy dance in the parking lot thinking it would be another great day for riding.
And, great, it started out. A small climb and then a decadent downhill and a lovely meander down some farm roads with the special ride along the riparian area. Lovely. As we made the last turn into Bisbee, even then we had, at most a cross wind, and often a tailwind so even the incline into Bisbee was still a pleasant ride. And then…
…whump! Going around the Lavender Pit mine where…heehee…the porta potties are purple — get it? lavender pits at the lavender pit? — heehee…ok…bicycle humor…but us bikes think it is hysterical….but where were we?…yes..as we came around the Lavendar Pit mine, where the road kicks up a bit for the final push into Bisbee…whump…the wind did howl…tears in the humans’ eyes as the wind whipped up everything imaginable and pushed us back….whew! It was only 2 miles, but you would have thought the entire work of today’s ride was in that 2 miles…..yep…Mother Nature may have given us 2 1/2 of the nicest riding days, but when she puts up a toll road, she expects to get paid….