2015-07-15 - MT - Day 49 - Glasgow to Malta
I decided to ride with one of the early groups today, especially since this was Colin's last day with us. Colin, Mark, Brian, Chelsea, and I took off at 5:00 am towards our first stop in Hinsdale, thirty miles on. I had forgotten what riding in cool weather felt like. Along the way we saw dinosaur sculptures on a cliff side and the sun rise was beautiful. By 7:30 we were sitting in the Sweet Memories diner for breakfast with Barb and Mary who had left before us. I also learned more about the other riders, like Mark originally planning to be a priest or football coach and Colin doing a lot of mountain biking before getting into road biking. A wonderful woman named Leona served us food. I had an egg salad sandwich and a deliciously fresh side of fruit as well as a delectable slice of huckleberry and apple pie. Yum!
On the way to our end location in Malta, both Chelsea and Mark suffered flats, Mark's first one actually. We all helped each other. We stopped in Saco for a break where a patrol officer told us about the local train killing seven hundred antelope one winter. Due to the heavy snow, the antelope had walked down to the exposed tracks to graze, only to meet their grisly end. We also passed by the Buffalo and Medicine Rock, said to be revered by certain groups of Native Americans. We finally arrived at the Dairy Queen in Malta by 12:07 PM and enjoyed ice cream that Mark bought for us. I can't believe we finished so early. We biked into Trafton Park where we would camp and met Colin's wife who drove to take him back home. They were great people. Mark's description of Colin: "Every once in a while, he goes into cyborg mode and leaves us in the dust." It had been a lot of fun riding seventy-two miles with people I usually don't have a chance to ride with.
I bought lunch food from the supermarket and had to call a few times to redirect a FedEx Amazon package to a library for pick up. New cycling shorts. Yay! I labored in the library for hours on this website and watched two episodes of Suits. I stayed there until just minutes before it closed and, starving, left to search for food in town. Tomorrow is going to be ninety-two hot miles into headwind. Oh joy...