The New Hotness

I ride slowly and ding my bell when overtaking pedestrians on the Hudson Valley Rail Trail, but this group of walkers paid almost no attention as I rode toward New Paltz:

I contented myself by practicing my slow-riding skills while they ambled along and, eventually, moved far to the left.

A few hours later, they seemed to be having a picnic in the grass:

We parted as friends, which is always pleasant.