“High Speeds”

After last week's Thursday night hill ride, when we were standing around in the parking lot at Mystic Cycle, Augie brought up the speeds we all go down hills. (Being a big rider means that I have lower ratio of surface area to mass, so the wind doesn't slow me down like it does the little people.) I said that my top speed was 54 mph at the beginning of the PMC last year.

They nodded, but I don't think they believed me. One of them, of course, had to top it by saying that he'd gone over 60 on a tandem with Rick. That's actually plausible, for the same reason: you essentially have one person's surface area hitting the wind, but the mass of two people pushing you through it.)

Completely by coincidence, I just found proof of my high speed descent. See the fourth picture in this photo gallery.