Well I did my weekend warrior sunday ride yesterday (standard) and teamed up with a buddy from work and a neighbor. Well my buddy from work invites a friend, and his friend tells a friend and soon we got 5 guys (not really my thing). I'm more of a solo rider, but somtimes I'm willing to share my pavement, anyway we go to Mt. Charelston, decent ride, about 40 miles of freeway, turn off to about 80 miles of up down twisties, switch back turns, and a kick ass lodge for hot cider! I came to the realization of how responsible of a rider I've become (didn't used to be) and became increasingly aggrivated at how these fools took the lanes on the freeway, passing on the way up the mountain in some close call fashion, and just all together fucking my ride up. I finely understand what some of the old dogs that bitch about squids mean when they say we are given a bad name, these guys made me feel like a jackass even riding within a mile of them. Point of fact is know who you ride with, this blind date riding thing is definately bad chemistry. :shake