I haven't ridden with Chip in 2 years. He was down in Florida tearing up the cycling scene. He broke his collar bone in a race and came back even stronger.
We rode out to Johnson Creek road. The winds were tough. We could not find shelter from the persistent wind. Surprisingly we still managed to average over 22mph. The best part was when Chip came flying by me after the last downhill. I was soft pedaling waiting and all I hear is whoosh. I laughed. He totally caught me off guard. He wanted to make sure I knew he still has it. We stopped at Forza at the end of the ride and saw a few familiar faces.
Less than 5 weeks to Kona.