Today we’re back with Errandonnee news. Here is the exciting rundown:
Earlier this year, Felkerino’s and my new tandem arrived from Co-Motion. Some of you may remember that a crack developed in the stoker seat tube of our previous tandem, a Co-Motion Speedster, which required either a mend or a replacement frame.
We ultimately chose to replace the frame and, rather than another Co-Motion Speedster tandem, Felkerino and I decided on a Co-Motion Java, which is their 29-er frame.
Co-Motion worked out an arrangement with us for the new bike which was primarily financed by the sale of my 1996 Nissan Altima.
That’s right. I sold my car to buy a tandem. Righteous bicycle purchasing!
Because I loved them so. As always, thank you errandeur tweeps.
I have been so inspired by all of the riding, errandeuring, blogging, and tweeting going on this past almost-fortnight (I like to refer to things like a major tennis tournament).
While I have not been writing as much these days, I have been immersed in perusing as much Errandonnee activity as I can. Today’s post features another blog roundup from the great errandeurs I’ve come to know through this challenge.
Alright then. All photos are courtesy of the errandeur who originally tweeted it. Thanks, tweeps!
When I was little, my sisters and I used to play a game we invented called “Sister.” Our variation of playing house, it entailed us making formal visits to each other’s bedrooms, speaking in what we imagined were elegant tones, and frequently employing the term “sister” as we conversed about the goings-on of our lives.
This game amused and perplexed my mother. “Why do you play the game Sister when you are sisters?” she asked us.
“Yes, we are sisters,” we said. “But Sister is when we are nice to each other.”
I thought about our childhood game this week as I followed the Errandonnee through tweets and blogs and read some of the comments about it.
How does the Errandonnee differ from everyday life? Why do errands have to become a contest?
Did it make a sound? Who can say? Just in case it doesn’t, I know several people who have dedicated time not only to errandeuring, but to writing about their experiences as well.
I am quite impressed with how quickly people are putting together their posts. They’re faster than a speedy roadie on a fenderless carbon frame. Whoosh!