Monthly Archives: September 2011

Why I Commute By Bike and a New Bike Light

Today I won an Urban 180 commuter light from Light and Motion for an essay I wrote about “Why I Commute By Bike.” That made for a good Friday treat! Read what I wrote below.

Bonding with the Quickbeam by DAR Constitution Hall

Why I Commute By Bike

I started commuting by bike when I realized that I was fed up. Fed up with hauling myself onto Washington, D.C.’s, subway every day. Fed up with rushing and cramming myself onto packed rush hour trains. Fed up with train delays. Fed up with being separated from the city and living like a subterranean creature in transit.

I began riding my bike and started to actually see my city. I passed monuments and national parks. Every day I saw areas that people from all parts of the world make special trips to see. I saw the beauty of my city at night and followed the moon’s waxing and waning. I shared smiles with people and the occasional “Nice bike!” with other cyclists. Why had I been taking Metro when I could bike?

Instead of feeling fed up and separated, I felt part of when pedaling around on my bike. Part of the landscape. Part of an urban cycling community. Part of Washington, D.C. Part of a social change movement.

Commuting by bike changed my life. I stopped relying on a car. I rarely take Metro. I know my city, including where all the potholes are. Now, I not only commute to work. I bike to grocery shop, go on dates with my husband, and to meet up with friends and family. My bike made me self-reliant. It made me part of my environment. It made me see the city in a new and positive way. What could be better?

Hope everybody has a great weekend, and I hope you get in some coffeeneuring, if you can. Looks like we’ll be getting some real fall weather. Time to break out the winter wool and ride to coffee!

Coffeeneuring Challenge Ride: Swings Coffee. Alas, a DNQ

In the next few weeks, I’ll be featuring some of the coffeeneuring destinations that Felkerino and I have been checking out, focusing mostly on my coffee experience.

I’m up to riding almost anywhere for coffee, but I do like knowing that the payoff was worth the journey. That’s another reason I look forward to hearing from all of you so I can learn about new places to patronize, whether they’re here in Washington, D.C., or some other place I might find myself someday.

My first coffeeneuring ride is disqualified from the Coffeeneuring Challenge, as it is only open during the week. I’m still writing about it, though, because it is my favorite coffee shop in Washington, D.C. If you go downtown between Monday and Friday, you should check it out!

Morning cup at Swings

Coffeeneuring DNQ: Swings. 6 miles.

Our regular weekday stop is Swings Coffee, at 17th and G, NW. I like Swings because they make good strong coffee that has excellent flavor. Not being a regular espresso or cappuccino drinker, I just want a strong and flavorful cup of black coffee with a smooth taste. Swings delivers.

Swings also plays fun tunes. Their musical selection is a mix of 70s favorites, including Led Zeppelin, Foreigner, and Boston. “Feels like the first time, doop be doop!!”

Swings also gives you no-nonsense service with a smile. They have no pretension or airs about coffee. The way you want it is the way they’ll make it, no questions or judgements.

Swings Summary:
1. Good coffee
2. Made your way.
3. No pretension.
4. Fun music and ambience.

Coffeeneuring on the Tandem

Like I say, if you drink coffee and are ever near the White House Plaza on a weekday, Swings is well worth a stop.

Hmmmm… where will Felkerino and I go next?

WABA 50 States Ride, 2011 Edition!

This past weekend the Washington Area Bicycling Association (WABA) hosted its annual 50 States Ride. This urban cycling event meanders through all four quadrants of Washington, D.C., and passes over all 50 state streets.

It’s the only ride I’ve ever done that’s 65 miles and takes 193 cues to complete. That’s 10 pages of cues. And this year’s cue sheet is 19 fewer cues that last year’s! I admire the person who put that opus together.

50 States Ride cue sheet – “tricky maneuvers bolded”

I participated in this ride last year, and rode away from it thinking once might be enough. That changed, though, when my friends Rootchopper and Lane said they’d be riding. Felkerino and I decided we’d join in the fun and make the most of the adventure. In fact, we had a great time.

It was a pretty mellow crew that gathered in Kalorama Park on Saturday morning and the WABA volunteers did an excellent job of getting everyone smoothly through registration. It was fun to walk around and see all the different people participating and the diverse selection of bikes. Mixties, mountain bikes, custom tourers, vintage treasure, fixed gears, city bikes…  they were all there.

Lane rode his Bilenky, Felkerino was on his Rivendell Atlantis, and I picked the Rivendell Quickbeam as my steed of choice. I figured if it rained, the Quickbeam would be the easiest bike to clean and the single speed experience would give a different perspective on the event.

Felkerino and I also wore our D.C. Randonneurs jerseys to represent our club. Maybe it was a little overkill for a 65-mile ride, but they were comfortable and made for good conversation starters.

Lane and Felkerino with our 50 States Ride bikes of choice

After some announcements that I could not hear, we began our day. I spent a few miles examining the cue sheet, pedaling from light to light, checking out bikes, and saying hello to people (including Tweep @nikki_d!), until we reached the epicenter of the city.

The ride starts in Adams Morgan and then takes riders through the heart of downtown D.C.  The heart of downtown means lots of stoplights. LOTS! And for some reason, it seemed like most of them were turning red as I approached them. Go. Stop. Go a little more. Stop.

The ride started feeling like a bad commute and I was gritting my teeth. When Lane, Felkerino, and I reached Chinatown we took advantage of the proximity of Chinatown Coffee and decided to divert for cappuccino and croissants.

Felkerino says, “I’m having coffee. And we’re shortcutting!”

Since you only lose bragging rights for not staying on course, our little group chose to alter the route and morph it into a variation of the 50 States Ride. Our ride became the 50 States Minus a Few States Ride.

First, we decided to skip the Southwest quadrant since that is our quadrant of residence, we ride there all the time, and the road construction on Maine Avenue is giving me a headache.

We cut through the Capitol and rejoined the 50 States Ride in Capitol Hill and the Southeast quadrant. We crossed the Anacostia River via Pennsylvania Avenue and the Sousa Bridge (which seemed to have a little less debris on it this year, yes!).

A few miles later we were treated to our first official rest stop of the day. WABA and Bicycle Space did a great job with this stop. It was close to bathrooms, offered oranges and refills on water, and Bicycle Space distributed free patch kits there. Thanks, guys!

50 States Rest Stop, sponsored by Bicycle Space

At this point we were 15 miles (including our shortcut) and two rest stops into the ride. Let me just say, the 50 States Ride is not a brevet! Also, despite how it looks, we have actually ridden brevets before. But yeah, the 50 States ride is not a brevet. It is to be savored like a good glass of port. So you see, our rest stop/shortcut approach was deliberate.

We continued through Southeast and fell in with a fine group of riders. The hills started to put in an appearance, too, and the stoplights became less frequent. Yippee! I enjoyed seeing the streets and feeling the undulating terrain of Southeast below my pedals. I began to fall into a good rhythm with the ride.

Riding in the Southeast Quadrant

More Southeast Quadrant

Ten miles later, we returned to Eastern Market for lunch. Phew! I was starting to bonk after 10 miles of uninterrupted pedaling. Lane, Felkerino, and I went over to Peregrine for another cup of coffee and I grabbed sandwiches from the market.

Over lunch, we calculated our next shortcut opportunities, and decided to stay on course through Northeast and part of Northwest. We’d then divert to say hi to one of our Northwest friends.

After lunch, we fell in with another group and enjoyed chatting and passing the miles with them. I also happened to intersect with Chasing Mailboxes reader Justin. That was cool.

In this section we also missed a cue, and residents were so nice to shout out and bring it to our attention. That was kind as well as unexpected. Overall, people on the route were really good to us. I did not have any issues with aggressive drivers and we even had a few people on the course cheer us on!

Stoplight photo opp in the Northeast Quadrant

Northwest Quadrant

Due to an impending shortcut, we had to leave our post-lunch Northeast/Northwest group after 15 miles. We skipped a few more states, visited our friend Lisa, and ate lemon-lime popsicles. Delicious!

We rejoined the route just in time to descend into Rock Creek Park and climb out of it via Oregon Avenue. Eight miles later, we finally made it to the last rest stop at American University, ate bananas, admired a few bikes, and started plotting our return home. While there, we also ran into fellow D.C. Randonneur Calista, who was riding her beautiful new Waterford.

Calista and the Waterford

After chatting with Calista, we again diverged from the route and set off toward home, stopping at the official finish along the way to thank WABA and see if anyone we knew was there. We saw a couple of familiar faces and picked up a finishing t-shirt.

Did (most of) the ride. Got the T-shirt!

All told, we cut 12 miles off of the official 65-mile route and completed 40 of the 50 states. Sadly, one of the states we did not pass was my home state of Iowa. Grr. Oh well. I’ll be back to ride on you next year, Iowa!

My first time doing this ride, I refused to veer from the route. I really wanted to ride all 50 state streets. Anything less, and I would have gone home disappointed. This year, I didn’t care as much about that. I just wanted to ride my bike in some unfamiliar areas of the city. I looked at the event more as the Four Quadrants Ride (or Three Quadrants Ride, as reality would have it), as opposed to a 50 States Ride.

Since no one else in our group cared about bagging all 50 state streets, we discarded certain portions of the ride that were either: 1. areas we ride all the time and did not feel like riding; 2. congested; or 3. conspiring against us via the traffic lights. Eliminating or limiting those parts of the city made for a better overall ride experience.

The Quickbeam ended up being a perfect choice for the day. While sections of the course were fairly beat up and bumpy, that’s nothing new for the city. My 32 mm tires were perfect for the city surfaces and I just kept my eyes peeled for any uneven patches. The Quickbeam was also fun to ride on the short urban climbs. And I don’t have to clean it because, despite the forecast, we had no rain!

Quickbeam at the American University rest stop. Good job, bike!

Wearing the D.C. Randonneurs jersey turned out to be a good move. We got lots of compliments on the jersey and questions about the club. I felt like a D.C. Randonneurs ambassador although, as I said, I’m not sure we presented ourselves as very credible randonneurs with all our shortcutting and stopping.

D.C. Randonneurs jersey and Bicycle Space patch kit

I took pictures throughout the ride, and the full set is here. If you see anybody you know, please feel free to comment or tag them.

Thanks to WABA for the event, and to the organizations that supported the 50 States Ride, including: New Belgium Brewery (so glad we got t-shirts!); Bicycle Space; The Bike House; and the American University Cycling Team. You helped me get to know my city, as well as my fellow cyclists, a little better. It was fun, and I hope to be back next year!

Post-PBP Funk and New Challenges

Felkerino and I spent the past year gearing up for Paris Brest Paris, and the ride was definitely one of the great highlights of my summer. Since PBP, Felkerino and I haven’t been doing much riding.

We unpacked, put the bike back together, and tried to catch up on sleep and stuff at the office.

Felkerino and me en route to Chartres (c) Greg Conderacci

Until this week, I had a strong craving for sugar and indulged in more ice cream and chocolate than I care to recall. Or perhaps I do… it was yummy! I was also perpetually hungry. Fortunately, my ravenous appetite finally subsided somewhat and I’m now eating regular, as opposed to randonneuring, portions.

I’ve found myself feeling tired yet restless. Felkerino and I put so much energy into our PBP plan: riding Tom Rosenbauer’s 1000K last August to build our confidence and endurance; doing a week-long tour in October; hitting the riding hard again in January; completing the brevets; and riding steadily through the summer all the way up to PBP. It was exhilarating, but I think the energy it consumed caught up with me a little.

I’m excited to start planning for the next event, but still feel fatigued from all the planning and effort it took me to get to France. I know that everyone is different. For some people, doing something like PBP may be just a regular thing, but for me a 1200K is a big undertaking. A 1200K in France? Just that much bigger.

I’m definitely feeling a post-event crash of a sort, and I’ve been asking myself things like “What now? What’s the next goal?” Then I start thinking, “Hey, I’m tired. I don’t feel like doing anything! Let’s ride to coffee and biscotti!” Any other riders feeling this way, or felt this way in the past?

I’m combating my post-PBP letdown by setting some fall goals. My first of these was to start riding my new Velo Orange Mixte around town, which Felkerino finished building up after we returned from France. It’s been an around-town cycling treat.

Velo Orange Mixte in Lafayette Park

Tooling around on the VO Mixte prompted me to also sign up for the WABA 50 States Ride which happens this Saturday, September 24. This 65-mile urban jaunt takes you through all four quadrants of D.C., and across all 50 streets named after states (as the name implies). As of now, I plan to do on the mixte, but the Rivendell Quickbeam is also a potential steed of choice.

I participated in this ride last year  and thought never again, but an e-mail from Rootchopper somehow convinced me that I should sign up this year. So long, tranquil roads of France. Hello, Washington, D.C.! If you’re going to be there, let me know; I’ll be on the lookout for you. We can talk bike lanes and baristas.

Coffeeneuring and the 50 States Ride = Yeah!

I’m most inspired to pursue the Coffeeneuring Challenge. Seven coffee shops in six weeks? Right on! That kind of fall riding that is right up my alley. And I can’t wait to hear stories from all the other coffeeneurs out there.

After that? Who knows. I’m looking forward to the good memories of PBP lingering, the body being fully restored and healed, and some great fall riding with Felkerino and friends.

And you know what else? It’s time for some more Bikes to Like! Coming soon to a blog near you!!

Coffeeneuring Challenge: 7 coffee shops in 6 weekends

If you read The Daily Randonneur, you may recall my interview last month with Joe Platzner. At the end of it, he noted:

A bunch of us have trained pretty hard for PBP. After PBP, I’m probably going to lobby RUSA for an official “Coffee Shop Run” medal. To earn it, you need to ride your bike slowly to a nearby coffee shop and enjoy a fine beverage. I think this would be a big seller in September.

Since returning from Paris, we’ve seriously ratcheted back the weekend cycling miles. In exchange, we’ve spent some luxurious hours in local coffee establishments, telling stories and sipping espresso. Our post-PBP coffee shop visits made me remember how much fun coffeeneuring can be. Also, this fall weather puts me in a coffee drinking, coffee shop mood.

Let's go coffeeneuring!

After giving Joe’s comments some additional consideration, I’ve decided that coffee shop rides are a fantastic idea and I’m creating the Coffeeneuring Challenge, a relaxed weekend cycling endeavor for cyclists everywhere.

I hope you’re up for the Coffeeneuring Challenge and will play along, too.


Interested in the Coffeeneuring Challenge? Here’s what you have to do to play.

  1. Ride your bike to 7 different local coffee shops from now through October.
  2. Only Saturday and Sunday rides qualify. Weekday rides are ineligible.
  3. Only 1 coffee shop per day counts. If you visit 7 coffee shops in one day, you may choose only one as a qualifying ride.
  4. You must do a short write-up of your experience that includes: where you went (address and website, if possible), the date you went there, what you drank, who was with you (or state whether you were solo), total mileage, and a few details about your coffeeneuring ride.
  5. You must take at least one photo during your ride, caption it, and submit it as verification that you actually went to the coffee shop and drank a beverage there.
  6. Hot chocolate qualifies, as do tea beverages.
  7. You may not combine your coffeeneuring ride with any other ride such as a populaire or brevet. You may, however, combine your coffeeneuring ride with a grocery run, ride to the gym, or other transportation/utility-oriented ride.
  8. Your ride must be at least two miles total, but there is no maximum so yes, you could ride 100 miles for a cup of coffee.
  9. There are no geographic limitations to the Coffeeneuring Challenge.
  10. You have to go to 7 different coffee shops, although you may ride to multiple locations of a chain (though that is not preferred).
  11. Deadline for submission for the Coffeeneuring 7 is November 2, 2011.
  12. Submissions must be sent to me at gersemalina “at”
  13. All qualifying rides must be submitted at the same time. That is, send me all 7 together, NOT ride 1, ride 2, etc.
  14. Premium unknown, BUT you will be featured as a guest post on this blog. So fame is part of your premium. Beyond that, I cannot say.
  15. During Columbus Day weekend (October 8-10), you have three days to accomplish two qualifying coffeeneuring rides.

There you go. 14 15 rules for the 7-ride Coffeeneuring Challenge. I think that’s enough. Seven shops in six weekends. Are you up for it??

Let’s have fun, and maybe I’ll see you coffeeneuring!

Cappuccino, anyone?

How I Learned to Love Spandex

Today I’m featuring a guest post by Severna Park Peloton cyclist and fellow D.C. Randonneur, Dan Oldale, who writes about the evolution of his affinity for spandex. I thought it made a perfect Friday post, as it sends us all happily into the weekend ready to ride our bikes. Thanks, Dan, for being part of the blog and sharing your spandex story!

There was a time when I would not have even considered wearing spandex in public. Oh sure, maybe in those crazy days in college, away from home for the first time, in a new city where no one knew me, trying to impress a girl who was in to the English Beat, new wave music, or the punk rock scene. But that was the Eighties, after all.

I now wear spandex two to three hours almost every day.

Dan on the 2010 Cacapon 200K (c) Bill Beck

Heck, I spent all day Sunday in a brightly colored jersey and tight little spandex shorts riding around rural western Maryland by myself, hanging out in convenience stores, chatting with the ladies behind the counter, and somehow making the guy at the Mountaindale General Store and Tackle Shop nervous.

Sometimes I ride in groups. We all wear spandex, and go out to nice restaurants and have lunch or breakfast and chat with the ladies at the coffee shop who always seem happy to see us.

We have our bikes, helmets, and goggles. We hobble around in our cycling cleats. All this makes it easier to explain our revealing attire. Hey, we look healthy, a bunch of boys out conquering the Alps bringing glory to our team and our country.

The other day my pickup truck was acting up so I had to drop it off at my mechanic’s shop in Annapolis. I could have arranged a ride, but wanted to drop it off in the morning on the way to work and pick it up when it was done. I didn’t want to bother anyone for a ride so I threw my bike in the truck, put a change of clothes in a backpack, and headed for town.

I dropped off the car, left the key in the drop box, and rode to work. I did a Clark Kent and changed in to clothes more appropriate for cutting and sewing boat canvas and meeting any customers.

At a little after ten o’clock, Dave called to say the truck was ready. I did another quick change, strapped on my helmet, and rode off to get the truck.

The lady in the office gave me a funny look when I walked in to pay my bill and get my key, but at the time, I was oblivious. I wandered back in to the garage to find Dave. It wasn’t until we were in the middle of the conversation about our ’94 Buick Le Sabre needing a new computer and that the parts and labor would be more than the value of the car that I began to feel like I wasn’t dressed appropriately for hanging around in a garage with the mechanics talking about cars.

His second mechanic came in the bay to say something to Dave, thought better of it and walked back out. I informed Dave that I had ridden there on my bike. He said “I was guessing that.”

Dan with the SPP on the Frederick 300K (c) Bill Beck

I think I’ll keep my helmet and goggles with me when I’m off the bike in public, maybe buy some cycling gloves to reinforce my identity as a cyclist. I’ll talk loudly about gear ratios, STI shifters and cable replacement, fixed gear bikes, even road tubeless wheels, what ever it takes.

Everything will be right with the world. I’ll be all cyclist, all spandex, all the time. See y’all on the roads.

Dangerous Dan

Thanks again, Dan! Have a great weekend, everybody. And for those doing the Cacapon 200K this Saturday, have a great ride!

Requisite D.C. Bicycle Glamour Shots: The John Ericsson National Memorial

I’ve enjoyed commuting in Washington, D.C., because it has helped me learn new things about my country without really trying. Now that I have my National Parks Passport, I’m even more incentivized to learn about the historical landmarks and memorials around town. For example, my ride takes me by this beautiful memorial almost every day.

John Ericsson Memorial and Quickbeam

After passing it about one million times, I finally decided:

  1. I had to know what it was; and
  2. I needed to take a picture of my bike in front of it.

In addition, a helpful volunteer from the National Park Service told me that it was one of the go-to spots in my National Parks Service Passport. Perfect! Good brevet training, as I get to ride to a particular place and get a stamp for it!

This memorial, located squarely in the middle of the northern-most part of Ohio Drive, looks particularly stunning in the morning and during the time when the sun is casting afternoon light over the Potomac. Something about the way the sun catches it.

One day in the late afternoon, I popped off the road and rolled up to the memorial to get my touronneuring credit and to learn more about it.

John Ericsson Memorial

This is the John Ericsson National Memorial. It’s named after I forget who. Ha! John Ericsson, of course.

Ericsson, a Swedish engineer, lived from 1803-1889 and was the inventor of the screw propeller. He also designed an armoured ship called the U.S.S. Monitor, for the Union to use in the Civil War. He later designed other naval vessels and weapons, including a torpedo!

The Ericsson Memorial is made of granite, which I probably should have known, since I did take geography in both high school and college. Like I said, the light catches it so nicely in the morning and afternoon hours.

A bicycle? I’m more of a nautical man, myself.

You should take your bike by there and get picture taken with the great inventor, John Ericsson. It’s a beautiful spot.

PBP 2011 Ride Reports from Other Blogs

Hi, everyone. What have you been up to? I’ve been living the post-PBP dream, which mostly entails going to my job, dreaming about randonneuring, and recalling fun times at PBP.

Felkerino has begun to post some good PBP accounts over on The Daily Randonneur to help keep the PBP memories alive. I’ve also been doing some internet sleuthing of my own, seeking out other people’s PBP 2011 experiences, and came across a few standouts to share.

Roger en route to Carhaix

  • Rick Cosaro, of Chicago, has a thoroughly entertaining report of his first PBP attempt and his battle with Shermer’s neck over at his blog, Chasing the Endorphins.
  • A rider from the Westerly Cycling Club of West London shares the highlights of his PBP here.
  • Chris Ragsdale, of the Seattle Randonneurs, was the first U.S. finisher. His speedy account is at Seattlepi.
  • Tony Lonero, originally from Pennsylvania and now residing in Italy, writes about his MS diagnosis and his third PBP at UltraRaceNews.
  • A London participant writes about the expectations he had about PBP and whether the ride lived up to them on Stuff what I see and do.
  • An enjoyable writeup of the sights and sounds of PBP at the Bike Maintenance Company’s blog.
  • Rapha rider James Fairbank says never again to PBP. Find out why at the Cycling Tips Blog.
  • A Montana randonneur tells his tale of PBP at Belgrade Bobcat. Note the photo of our own Tom Reeder near the end of the account!!
  • A Seattle randonneur posts an engaging summary of the highlights of his ride over at If I Had a Bike Blog.
  • Flickr buddy Fabiorandonneur writes up his PBP story at his blog, Randonneur e dintorni. Sadly, it is in Italian so I can only muddle through the basics of his account and enjoy the photos (especially the one that includes Felkerino and me)!
  • John Lee Ellis posts a concise summary with good pics over at Colorado Brevet Series.

Courage!!! Guy Soudiere

I hope you enjoy them. Have one to add? Feel free to do so in the comments. Now it’s my bedtime. Think I’ll find a good PBP story to cap off the evening.

Velo Orange Mixte and a Meetup with the Severna Park Peloton

This weekend Felkerino and I went for our first bike ride of any significance since PBP; it was a grand total of 15 miles. Hey, not every ride can be epic, ok? Our legs felt good, yet we enjoyed taking it easy and tooling around.

Since holiday weekends also set up well for project bikes, Felkerino put in some time laboring on my Velo Orange  mixte and lo’, it looks fantastic! See for yourself!

VO Mixte, on her maiden voyage (to coffee, of course!)

We raided parts from other bikes, primarily a Novara Randonnee that I took out of circulation, to build up this baby. Felkerino then added VO fenders, bars, and saddle. He also affixed a Nitto stem and a Marks rack from out of the parts box.

I put on my lovely Berthoud front bag and moved the Acorn bag off of my Dahon Hon Solo to the VO in order to have some additional carrying capacity. I know Felkerino plans to do a longer post about the buildup so I’ll let you know when that happens.

Bleriot and VO Mixte at Paul’s

Did I mention that holiday weekends also are great times for meeting up with friends? Our post-PBP/VO test ride/coffee outing took us over to Union Station, where we met up with our friends from the Severna Park Peloton. They were doing an 80-mile ride from Annapolis, Maryland to D.C.

Meeting up with SPP on Labor Day

Mike B. has a writeup of the full ride over on his blog, Chesapeake Sailor, and Felkerino has more pics of our Labor Day rendezvous with them on his flickr page.

SPP is so welcoming and fun. I love the Severna Park Peloton! Did you also notice that my Mixte matches their club colors?

Clint of SPP

We brunched, then rode a ways back with the group until we worried we would be like Hansel and Gretel and forget our way back home, u-turned, went out for more coffee, and scooted on home.

New bike built up with love by Felkerino in the Dining Room Bike Shop, meeting with friends, Monday off… life treated me pretty well this past weekend. Hope you all had enjoyable weekends, too!

Saying Good-Bye to Thai

We lost one of our D.C. Randonneurs’ members last week.

Thai at a control on the Civil War Tour 200K

Thai Pham, a fellow randonneur, died while riding in last week’s Paris Brest Paris. We’ll miss him, and my thoughts are with his family and friends during this time.

Thai and the D.C. Randonneurs