The core of my group is my mates from school, 3 of use have been thick as thieves since we were 5, one other is a ‘new’ mate – I’ve only known him for 20 years or so 😉 he’s the guy I ride with mostly, twice a week, the other guys are more every other weekend due to commitments.
Then there’s a couple of people who work or worked with mates, mates of mates, neighbours, former neighbours and ‘lord knows where we found them’s – I think there’s 15 or so of us on a Whatsapp group, it’s rare more than 5-6 come out at once, but it’s rare any of us have to ride solo.
It’s a strange relationship really, I’ve got riding mates who ive known for 10 years, I’ve been on holiday with, sat in A&E with, spent countless hours chatting to on the climbs and sat on flights and long drives to the Alps. I know them really well, but I’ve never been to their house, don’t really know where they live, don’t know what they do, haven’t met their other half or indeed know any of their circle of friends unless they’re riders and vice versa. It’s a really strange partitioned friendship.