Okay, so it really wasn't rubber chicken, but when chicken is prepared for something like 500 people, it does tend to get a little rubbery, and that was one of the main dishes at the "banquet" for the Northwest Tandem Rally in McMinnville OR. They also served salmon, couscous, zucchini, wheatberry salad and potatoes. Dinner, by and large wasn't bad, but they did ruin it with hideous desserts. C'mon guys, go the extra mile. Everyone, but everyone, remembers dessert.
Jerry and I rode Friday and Saturday. We rode around 60 miles on Saturday and the last stretch was really tough on us. I think it was a combination of not having ridden for a while and not really eating right. The rest stops on the ride had what I can only describe as unbalanced snacks. And no lunch. And really no place on the road to stop and get lunch.
But Saturday we slept quite late and headed out for a really delightful ride. It did sprinkle on us off and on, but not enough to really bother us. More rolling hills that were a heck of a lot easier to climb than the day before and beautiful flowers. If we could only have those kind of flowers in NoCal without the weather that produces them.
We did have a couple of glasses of Pinot Noir, which the area is famous for. One in particular-- Natasha Block-- was really quite lovely. I'm going to get on the net to see if I can order some.
Fun to ride with a mess of tandems and triples and quads, and even a quint or two. As someone else commented-- how lovely to ride and never once hear "She's not pedaling." Do people really think we've never heard that before.
Another highlight on Saturday was spotting a field full of baby llamas. I'd never seen one baby llama, less a field full of them. We stopped and watched them for a while, and Jerry took some photos. If I can figure out how to post photos on this blog, I'll include one.
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