Back at the pavilion, and things were winding down. I joined the line for bike inspections and got my bike tweaked and approved. Dave was organising a group to go for a longer run so I watered up, ate a banana and off we went. We rode through Cullen Park and then into the end of George Bush park. We rode about 3 miles into the park, regrouped and turned around. The ride back was uneventful but Dave flatted in Bear Creek with about a mile to run. He started walking while Russell and I headed back as fast as we could to pick up a vehicle and sag him back.
With everyone safely home, I loaded up my back pack and set out for home. It was 2.00pm and I was starving. I rode down Eldridge (with the wind on my back for once) thinking about the sandwich I was going to make for lunch. Back home, and MC has made hummus, so we eat some of that, with lentils and sausages left over from last night. It all tasted wonderful, especially when washed down with a Sierra Nevada.