Late Friday is a dinner and Saturday morning there is breakfast. There is often a short ride Friday afternoon. Saturday there are different rides to choose from followed by dinner Saturday night. Sunday there is a breakfast followed by a choice of rides, breaking camp and departure.

The rest of the story is in the pictures below.

	Our van and trailer with the tandem trike and regular bike ready to go Friday Morning, June 8, 2007.		Part of our camp at the Hidden Valley Group Camp in Watkins Glen State Park on Friday afternoon.
	More of our set up at the campground.		Some riders getting ready to ride Saturday morning.
	More riders setting out Saturday morning.		The sponsor of a great weekend! Thanks!
	I study the cue sheet Saturday morning after breakfast. I decide on a modified "Augie's Ramble" to the Windmill. I'll ride from camp down to Watkins Glen and then ride on 14 along Seneca Lake and pick up the cue sheet when the route goes on 14 for a short distance.		I'm ready to ride.
	There's a steep climb to get out of camp and then this road leads to a steep downhill into town.		I ran into Karen and ??? in town. Karen had started out with Wilf and ??? to do the Four Falls Tour, but ???'s freewheel pawls broke (or something-the cogs would spin without turning the wheel), and Karen had come back into town with him where he got his car. So Karen and I rode together for a while. She had her folder. Here she found a photo-op!
	Seneca Lake over the hill. The morning overcast is clearing up.		Karen decided she'd rather go around the lake than go to the Windmill, so she took off after a while. We've been in this area so much, we don't really need a cue sheet!
	The Windmill is an Amish flea market. I had lunch there and wandered around. These dancers were putting on quite a show!		It turned into a beautiful day!
	More of the countryside on Saturday afternoon.		Making one of the last turns before getting back to camp.
	Dinner service Saturday evening. There are dinners provided Friday and Saturday evenings and breakfasts on Saturday and Sunday mornings.		After dinner we had fun giving test rides on our tandem trike. Here are Paula and Carlo, an upright tandem team that we met on the first FANY ride in 2001. We hadn't seen them in perhaps 5 years - it was good to see them again.
	Pat and Joe's daughter (whose name I've lost) gets in the captain's seat while Lonnie, part of an upright tandem team with Don, gets the stoker position. We met Pat and Joe on the Erie Canal ride in 2000. This is the first time we've run into them since. Unfortunately, we don't seem to have a photo.		They're underway!
	Jane was a good sport about being a stoker when a guy wanted to be captain. The captain's position is set to fit me and the stoker's position fits Jane. Changing the seat to pedal distance involves changing the length of the chain, so it's not trivial, although I did build a tensioner that can take up the slack in the connecting chain when the stoker's seat is moved. It's still not an instant operation!		They're back!
	There was musical entertainment!		Another test ride. I forgot to tell one fellow about the parking brake (not in a picture). It's a big rubber band around one of the brake levers. He wondered why it was so hard to pedal.
	Jane sets off with Ray. The trike has a fairly big turning circle so U-turns required going on the grass.		Ray and Jane return.
	Jane gets another ride!		And yet another ride!
	Sam and his older son tried it out. They normally ride an upright tandem.		Pretty soon Sam's son started giving all the test rides - we had a hard time getting the trike back!
	Anna (a good friend who we met on the first FANY ride) and I go for a ride. I think she got the full treatment, up the steep hill out of camp and then coast back down at up to 47 mph!		Karen and Ginny planned to do a test ride, but there was a problem with the left front crank, so that ended the trike fun for the day.
	In fact the crank was about to fall off! I must have screwed up when I swapped out the regular crank for the stoker freewheel crank (almost a year ago!). In any case, I had all my tools and was able to fix it so Karen and I could ride it around Lake Keuka on Sunday as planned.		On Saturday evening, Paul gave his world famous bike clothing fashion show/striptease!
	Jerseys for all occasions.		Test patterns to make drivers wonder what's going on.
	It's not in the photo, but I believe a character on the front of this jersey is giving a one-fingered salute.		No animals were harmed to make these bike tights (at least I don't think so).
	Coordination is the key!		In case you flunked anatomy and physiology!
	Green shorts!		Glow in the dark shorts and a tie-dyed jersey!
	Hmm... No chamois, so this must be his recumbent outfit.		On Sunday, the most popular ride is a "remote start" loop around Keuka Lake. You drive your bike to a parking lot in Hammondsport, loop the lake, and drive back. There are big hills between Hammondsport and Watkins Glen! Here a rider is leaving the parking lot.
	The parking lot is actually for access to a beach and dock. Here's a small dock.		A cruise ship docked in Hammondsport.
	Karen's ready to go.		We tended to pass people on downhills and get passed on uphills. Karen's pretty thin, but even so, our total weight is over 400 pounds.
	We took a break after about 10 miles.		Another beautiful day in the Finger Lakes Region!
	The corner where we turned in Branchport was a popular rest stop.		Near the end of the loop we stopped at the Switzerland Inn for lunch on the deck overlooking Keuka Lake and ran into some other riders. Here are ???, Augie, and Karen.
	This family's getting ready for a Sunday afternoon cruise.		Karen thought I should be in a picture, so there I am with ???, Augie, and ???.
	The GPS tracks plotted on a topo map with GPSVisualizer. Sunday's ride is the clockwise loop around Keuka Lake and Saturday's ride is the counterclockwise loop between Keuka and Seneca Lakes.		The altitude and climb profiles for Saturday's modified Augie's Ramble.
	The altitude and climb profiles for the Lake Keuka loop on Sunday. The one small hill is where we cross from the west branch to the east branch, from Branchport to Penn-Yan.