The World's Largest Sticky Bun

and no, I didn't eat all of it, or even half of it.
We drove to Bodega Bay for a ride from John Hershey's house. Not a very long ride, but it gave Jerry and me a chance to work on sprints and on hills. Lots of short hills, which we powered up pretty well. True almost everyone passed us, but powering up hills on a tandem is quite different than on a single.
We stopped at Wildflour, which is a wonderful bakery and the scene of the sticky bun crime. There were MANY sticky buns bought among the group, so we couldn't even pawn the rest of it off. So we brought it home. There's another ride tomorrow, so we'll carbo-load with gooey nuts and cinnamon.