2015 was a difficult ride into the heat. I left the start/finish line as early as possible. Not too far down the road, Mark and Kurt buzzed by near the Orville Rd. turn, but I was a bit slow pulling out to catch the group. Once on Orville, I was all alone…snif, snif. Near the Climb, a group that was going subsonic speed came by, and I was able to get a little help until the left turn at the stop. On to Eatonville, alone, and finally two fellows came by, and I was able to get a little help. After Eatonville, I rode solo about half the distance to the food stop past Ashford except I passed another solo rider who yelled: “Hi Nick.” He was a cardiologist I have known for 20 years, and we helped each other a bit, but when I tried to catch a pace line, he did not follow me, and when I slowed, I was in no man’s land again until the food stop. There I saw Mark and Kurt, and left just ahead of them, but Kurt has really improved, and soon I was alone again as he and Mark zoomed ahead. The climb to the turn off to Reflection Lakes left me talking to myself again. There I stopped to take a few obligate pictures, one of which is beautiful.