Zip zap zoomed both weekend days.
Sunday i rode to Suches to meet Duffy and another rider.
We rode hither and thither ending at a restaurant -OUT OF BUSINESS - for lunch.
Rode back to TWoSuches for lunch.
Afterwards I said goodbye as they headed towards the north Atlanta metro mess.
I had some back roads to ride as I headed home.
Up and over Brasstown Bald on Hwy 180.
On the eastern downslope I made a left onto Owl Creek Rd.
As I make the turn I see a cyclist standing off to the side in the shade of trees. It's a hot day, about 88F.
As I ride along I realize that the guy looked very shiny faced.
A U turn and I ride back to him.
He's a stocky Hispanic guy with poor English and I have poor Spanish.
We communicate badly and I determine he has very little water in his ONE water bottle. He's already ridden about 60 miles and is heading back to Dahlonega which is about 35 -40 miles away. NOT A FLAT ROUTE no matter which route he chooses.
His skin looks very shiny. I used to ride mountain bikes when i lived in the UK and a couple of times I rode too far on a hot day and I know I looked like he does.
I tell him I will get some water for him from a gas station and to stay where he is.
Zip, zap, zoom and 5 miles later I have 3 bottles of water and a alarge bag of non peanut M&M's in my saddle bag.
Zip, zap, zoom and I'm back with Julio.
I persuade him to hold one bottle between his wrists for a few minutes to help cool him down. I wasn't going to try to get him to hold one between his thighs to cool the femoral artery with our language problems
He drinks half a bottle. Fills up his water bottle, puts another bottle in his empty holder and then he drinks the remnants of the bottle he had opened.
I really wanted to stop a passing SUV or pickup to try to get him a ride at least part of the way back to Dahlonega but where we were is lightly traveled.
I couldn't offer him a ride as I had no passenger seat fitted.
I put the empties in my saddlebag and zip, zap, zoom off I go.
