Hi, everybody. Remember the good old days of fall riding? Well, I think they are over! Time to haul out the winter wool, booties, and heavier gloves. Maybe even the balaclava. As for me, I’m heading to Florida. Ha!
Saturday, Felkerino and I made it out with a few friends for a mostly cloudy 90 miles. I felt duped by the weather people as they had been predicting sun all day, and a high of 49 degrees. That was a good laugh. Continue reading “Brrr! Cold Weather Riding!”
If anyone had ever told me that one day in the future I would be able to walk around Washington, D.C., with a special key, pass by racks of bikes peppered throughout the city, insert my special key, and ride off with a bike underneath me I would have said “No way! That’s just a crazy dream.”
George Swain was about 25 miles into this past August’s Endless Mountains 1000K when his ride abruptly ended. A car rear-ended him at speed. I remember seeing George at the accident scene that day. Helplessness, shock, and worry all ran through my body.
I learned later that, by some miracle, George had escaped neurological injury. Doctors expected him to make a full recovery. That said, he broke 24 bones in his body and his healing process has been ongoing since the last week of August.
Tandem partner Felkerino, friend Lane G., and I packed up our bikes and our randonneur passports this past Friday and headed to Pennsylvania for their November 200K brevet. The ride up was a solid five hours, but the trip was worth it.
Felkerino and I ride tandem together a fair amount, with our longest tandem ride being a 1200 kilometer grand randonnee. I only share that with you in an effort to brag socially unacceptably establish my tandem credentials. Continue reading “Our Co-Motion Tandem”