




Possibly the oldest ride in town is the 'Saturday Rose Garden' or 'Hailstoner' Ride. The names are coined by the meeting location and one fateful ride in a hail storm that continues to define the group. The ride meets at 7:30, 8 or 8:30 in the morning, depending on the time of year and always ends, without fail, at the local Merchants Delicatessen. While the ride can be unpredictable-- the pace usually dictated by who shows up that day-- you can usually count on several grouping-up points to bring everyone back together. I usually opt for a late morning or mid-day ride when Walla Walla is cold, but when the temperatures aren't offensive at 8:00am, I try to show up. The company is good, and so are the muffins.
A few moments from the ride:


