The Cat 5 ride held together for the first 45 K or so then the wheels fell off. AFter some good pace line practice we all made it into Cochrane without incident. The climb out of Cochrane spread the group out significantly. Trev, myself and four others went passed the planned turn off. Two of whom missed the next turn off wherein Trev and some other fast guy went to chase them down. Two of us lowley Cat 5 guys waited for what seemed a very long time. When I began to shiver we continued on assuming we'd be rolled up before long. We worked hard together pushing the south wind (had to make those Cat 2 guys work you know). I flatted going up the big hill out of Cochrane and assumed we be rolled up easily now. We continued to mash as best we can on our hamburger legs. Some serious suffering and lack fuel started to take it's toll. When we turned on to Spring Bank Road we could smell the barn, the legs were losing steam but we continued to put on the juice all the way to the Second Cup. We sat outside and had a fabulous cheese burger waiting in the fast guys... who never showed up (need to rub that in a little more as it's unlikely I'll be able to do it again).
That's my story. Don't know what other stories were out there.