Tried to meet up with the group today. I took the high road (powerline) and they took the low road. Some split to Mackey and the other group the traditional ride. I raced to catch the rocky ridge group not knowing I was already ahead since they took the long double track in stead of the powerline. Flated from a side wall tear on the stooges and luckily Pete and Rich from Gettysburg were coming the other way to save my ride and loan me CO2 because my Big Air was anything but. While changing my tire I looked up and less than 5 feet away is a big bird staring right at me as if to say need a hand. It did not have air so I sent him on his way. I think he is a herron? Or perhaps a skinny blue Turkey, who knows, friendly creature anyhow. Hope all had a great ride today.