Ode to Sunday Rides

I got to ride with Willow again this week. We both had to be at the state convention for speech-language pathologists this weekend, so we didn’t get to ride on Saturday with Stephen and the kids. While the three of them fought the wind and the hills in Chappell Hill (the one ride I had to sag on last year), we were getting trained in Ethics and schmoozing.
So, this morning, we met in Waller, TX. Willow drove in from Austin and I drove out from Houston. I got up and out of the house without a hitch but realized about ½ way to Katy that the ride wasn’t IN Katy! I turned around and headed back toward HWY 290 and Waller. I still made it in plenty of time for the start.
We fought winds that were fiercer than the kids and Stephen did yesterday, but they definitely had the tougher hills. Our winds were steady at 21 mph, with gusts up to 30 mph. There was a stretch between the second and third rest stops that was just grueling. But, the wind worked with us for a good ways too. It was a great ride, with great company and enough wild flowers, donkeys, horses and cows to keep us entertained.