Fat Kids Camp

We set out on the journey south to the island of Evansville in search of sun and mild temp.
we arrived to drizzle and high 40's - not quite ideal
Friday got a decent 2 hours or so, but had to deal with some flooded roads and some turn around, so we got about 35miles.
Saturday we opted to skip the early group ride and head out when the temps warmed up a bit.
We rolled on our own for a few hours, and we determined that E-ville has a TON of rollers, and not a lot of long sections of flats. Now there are no monster climbs, but certainly enough opportunities to claim the boss of the bergs title if you choose to. We looped back around and met up with the afternoon group ride, which was all of 5 people i think. They were pretty unorganized, and instead of welcoming another hand full of people to pull along in the winds, they choose to stay pretty unorganized, so we left their company after an hour or so. Diesel Dave has not logged many miles this season, so the bubble burst at about mile 50, and he was done thrashing it and we settled into a more reasonable pace, since there was only 3 of us, and plenty of headwind roads separating us and home. I took a pretty good 10 min pull, was pretty happy with the efforts of the day, and was very pleased to roll in with 5.5 hrs and about 85 miles on the day.
Sunday was the biggie. We headed out to the AM group ride that had some heavy hitters, so i stayed tucked in and pretty attentive for the early part of the ride. Once we realized that they were going to take it pretty mellow, i was more than happy to get my nose dirty at the front.
we had about 2.5 hrs with them, then rolled through town to the other side of E-Ville to meet up with the afternoon ride. There was a good lunch stop at Hucks, and found that Lunchables make a great ride treat. The afternoon ride looked to be a good group and was a bit more organized than the previous day, but again, winning the group ride at all costs is a theme down there. Apparently its perfectly acceptable to drop and / or strand your fellow riders, as long as you won the ride. One guy rolled off the front and shortly after a small group began to chase. I was content to sit tight and see where it went to. I realized they were not gaining any ground, so i put in a pretty good effort to bridge up to him, realizing that Trent was only able to hold my wheel for half of that ride, and i was now locked in the whipping blocks of skinny dude in a very rolling section of roads. Coming around a bend, i saw what was going to hurt lots, a nice stair step climb for about 600-700m. I hung tight and gave it all the gas i could to stay on his wheel, i rolled the top next to him, and swung off calling it a success to stay there. The boys finally rolled up to me, and after being 'Thanked' for starting the whole mess, Dave disclosed that the no-miles-then-add-uber-miles had wrecked havoc on his achilles. we rolled in with our own small group, and had a successful 100miles at 6.5 hrs.
Monday we all had signs of wear. My legs were HEAVY, Dave's achillies was not feling much better, and im sure Trent was pretty cooked as well, although he was holding it together pretty good. We rolled pretty mellow, and even got in a doughnut stop for good measure to reinfore the fat kids camp theme. I think all said and done we had about 15miles and 90 minutes rolling.
No doubt a great camp as usual, good weather, good miles, and many many jokes were had.
here are a few snaps from camp...