Zerbe was nice enough to loan Elliott his whip for the weekend, so leaving at noon, Liew, Elliott, and I headed out 100 to Ft. Martin for some base training. From Ft. Martin we pounded out Taylortown road. Around 20 miles out, a mutt frothing at the mouth sprinted off a nearby embankment to eat us alive. I was nearest, and it wanted blood. With the fear of god to drive me, I sped up to 25 mph in about .2 seconds. When the dog decided its snack of choice was too quick...it eyed Elliott. Elliott had the exact same reaction...whether by fear of the dog, god, or of not returning Zerbe's bike in one piece. When it decided Elliott was too quick, it took one look at Liew and just stopped. Liew didn't even break cadence. Guess it didn't like chinese food.
With adrenaline now pumping, we pounded out about another 10 miles. Near Mt. Morris, our second dog attack occurred. Running head-long into the road, a border collie intercepted our group. It missed taking out my back wheel and Liews front by a few inches. Elliott gave it a battle cry to scare it off.
To cap the ride off Liew showed us the T.T. course WVU will be using later this season. It starts at Mt. Morris Gospel Tabernacle and makes a pretty quick loop. Then we pounded out 19 back to Star City and Morgantown.
3 hours 17 minutes. 46.5 miles. Good times.
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