The intention was to join the Orange County Wheelmen's Saturday Century group, with Chuck Bramwell et al., for their 16 Pass OC Death Ride. Pete was there early and waiting, but Teresa, Vic and Kurt were late due to an unexpected closure on the 405, so we did not ride with the OC group. We went off-route in several places, and we rode at a modest pace. Vic was climbing strong. Pete continually joked that I had tried to kill him on our Thursday night ride, and his legs were a little tired, but he still climbed well.Teresa was a little off and on at times, but was tough and determined as usual, regardless. Kurt showed great improvement since the Cool Breeze double metric, and was sporting a new rig with an 11-32 cassette that appeared to come in handy on a pitch with a 14-15% grade. It was in the 90's inland, and felt humid as well, but most of the territory was new to me, and we generally enjoyed the ride. However, after a meal stop we decided to cut our losses and to head directly back to the cars, except for Pete, who rode towards his home in Laguna. Pete told me later that he had his wife pick him up at the bottom of their hill, though; undoubtedly because of my attempt to kill him Thursday night!