I actually never have to ride with them!  If you look really close you can see two distant images just on the horizon….that is Greek and Stokes just riding as if they did not just drop the whole group for the second time.  The best thing of this short story is that at the next turn I was yelling up to them that we were turning left….but secretly we were turning right (I learned that one from Creed).  Just when we had turned left I yelled “SUCKERS!” and we continued on our way.  Then I called Greek to see if he was turning around…..”F-U Huff, F-U Huff, how about you guys just go on your own damn ride and we will ride on ours!”  I love Doug Greek!  
Then we reconvene at the watering hole about 10 miles away and he is still steaming and poor Stokes is just laughing and telling me how he was the one taking the wrath of the Greek the whole way since we split.

Maybe next time we can all ride together or maybe I should just train harder so that I can hold on to those two’s wheels?