Originally Posted by WhyFi

The last ride of the year is always super casual - plain clothes and commuter/utility bikes, no sprints, pacelines or anything like that. As far as the crash itself, we were riding two-up, chatting with the person next to us. I heard a "whoa whoa whoa!" from one of the other guys, looked up and saw squirrely guy at the front, leaning a shoulder in to the guy he was riding beside, going down shortly thereafter (I was surprised that only one other guy went down). Afterwards, the guy that called out the "whoa, whoa, whoa!" said that squirrely had drifted over and found himself close to the centerline and, in correcting, came back to the right too far and too fast.



Yeah, he's very close! We're supposed to be in the 40s in the coming days, but I'm not getting my hopes up too much.