Alberte, as usual, did best, though he complained alongside me for most of the ride, criticizing all the poor riding habits of our fellow cyclists. Carme and her friend Elisa had a little trouble with the big hill because they refuse to concentrate on their gear changes, but on the return climb they got it right and made it. I was very proud of all and eventually won a little mini-tool set for the bike as part of the give-away-gifts the organization presents to the participants.
Mom didn’t join us because Envy (her little green BH mountain bike) almost killed her the day before when the rear break failed and her front break jammed hard on a slight downhill. Luckily only on a slight downhill. She flew off the bike head first and hit the pavement pretty hard. Hurt her right hand and her right elbow – the elbow much the worst for the road rash. I won’t say who played with her breaks – me, myself and I – trying to adjust them. Can you believe that?! I felt pretty shitty. Great job! Sorry, Mom.