Negotiating the hall.

The load.

Heading out Saturday morning.
Because I ride a bicycle and it's heavy at times. You know, loaded down. With things.
















And they're off.
Yours truly sporting my Thorn Sherpa, white helmet with matching white shirt. I know, I'm a fashionista.
There were people holding signs at intersections thanking the motorists for waiting. Well, we are in the South, aren't we?
Nice Hummer, dude.
Fun for the whole family.
Nice views.
Nice people.
And the gas prices have only risen since this CM ride. 
This friendly passenger gave us the "you're number one" sign with his hand.
Nothing like riding off into the sunset with 70 like minded people.