We had big plans for Saturday.
Sofia, my wife, and I were going to watch some bicycle races and then do some riding ourselves on the Lake Wobegon Regional Trail.
First we went to the Jail Trail in St. Cloud to watch our daughter Gabby’s Fiancé, Daven Kokkila, ride in the single speed race at the Singletrack Escape. I rode the Jail Trail (not in a race) once last summer with Gabby as Daven patiently guided us over the winding path. It was a challenge on my mountain bike that’s equipped with three gears up front on the crank and nine on the rear wheel.
Most of the racers Saturday rode bikes with similar, if not, higher quality and newer drive trains.
Daven and the racers he competed against all rode single-speed bikes with one gear on the crank and one on the rear wheel. That’s a simple, reliable set up, but imagine racing with that way.
Daven was tired after the three-lap competition and, after congratulating and saying so long to his parents, Colleen and Dick, and Gabby, we took off for the Wobegon.
Sure enough, clouds were moving in, just as the various weather websites predicted.
And it began sprinkling by the time we’d been driving 15 minutes.
We were going to ride to Blanchard Dam and stop on the way back at Jordie’s Trailside Café in Bowlus and have a slice of pie with ice cream.
It was raining hard by the time we reached Holdingford, where we intended to start our bike ride.
As we headed back to St. Cloud to shop a little, Gabby texted us an invitation to join her and the Kokkilas at Olive Garden.
As I fed my disappointment salad and shrimp scampi, I noticed the sun was coming out.
As we left the restaurant, the storm clouds had passed and the parking lot was drying.
And the sun would be setting too soon and Sofia wanted to shop.
Later we at least had some ice cream, but no pie.