Everyone rode at their own pace, regrouping about every 10 miles at a park to chat, mingle and catch up in the sun. Though the route ended up being plenty hilly, it was a leisurely day. Gerry never rushed through a day out on the bike, so it seemed only right to take our time. Plus we didn't want to rush through a day with scenery like this.
After the ride, we gathered at a pub in Friday Harbor. They gave our group the whole room upstairs and we filled it to capacity. We shared stories and toasts to the man that brought all of us together.
And of course, afterward there was ice cream.
We love and miss you Gerry.