The neighbor and I headed NW to Montmorenci on Jackson highway this morning, and we passed almost two dozen garage sales. Must have been some sort of organized neighborhood thing – even though the neighbors are sometimes separated by a quarter mile of bean field.
We came up behind these three boys riding to the next sale, and the neighbor offered to tell one how fast he was going. The first boy spun up and reached 13MPH. I measured boy #2 at 14MPH. The youngest, smallest one then threw his discount store 20-incher into the big chain ring and took off. I had to gear up to catch him, and I clocked him at 20MPH. Not bad!
We continued west to the county line, south to Division Road, and back east to home.
Miles Ridden: 21.0
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