On Sunday last I prepared the Trek and hit the road. I needed the ride after driving for 8 hours the day before.
With no real loop in mind, but feeling strong I ended up taking myself across the Dresden swing bridge and up Blinn Hill. At the top of Blinn Hill I could see Mt. Washington in the distance. It must be 75 miles away but there it was.
On the decent from Blinn I got my speed up to 51 mph. My highest ever. after 45 it starts to get scary fast. But my skills are good and my fear is minimal. As i bottomed out of the decline I let out a big " woo hoooooo".
On the return home I met another rider...he had been to Wiscassett and was nearly done for the day. We rode along together for a couple of miles. I still had about a dozen miles to get home.
I sped up the drive way and looked at my computer. 46 miles.
That is a good day of riding.