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70 kms in the Pembina Hills = a perfect way to spend a Saturday in fall.

Hal, Johhny G, Jonny S, and myself, accompanied by lovely ladies Charlene and Cheryl (who has recently stated that she wants to reclaim the portfolio of bike club wench) braved an early and way too chilly morning to ride in support of Tinker James' fundraising efforts. John L. won another bike (is that four for four?) and I picked up a set of Michelin comp s light tires for my efforts. Hal, riding fixed, opted to take the gravel road back. Me and Johnny G took the trail. Along the way we payed our respects to Paddy, observing a moment of silence at the hole he plunged into earlier this year during a botched skid demonstration. I still can't believe he walked away from that one relatively unscathed. Stopped in at my Uncle Ken's for an FGD on the way back to end the day right.

The trees are starting to change colours and the trails are in great condition, even if a bit on the dry side. We should make an effort to get out there again before the hunters take over in November.