It wasn’t raining very hard and I wasn’t concerned about getting to work early (or, as it turned out, on time) so I took the long way to the office. I considered grabbing the Roubaix, with gears, but decided to stay with the full fenders of my Cross Check. My decision was heavily influenced by the . . . → Read More: A few images from my Friday morning commute
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I was late to Andrew’s ride I thought I’d catch them on Old Buck
It soon became clear that I had the trails to myself…
It was good…crisp..the only sounds were my breathing, brake squeal
. . . → Read More: Early morning ride on Mt. Seymour A delayed write up from a couple weeks ago… We woke to the sound of rain, but this time it was rain slamming against the skylights instead of the sound of rain from Beryl’s white noise machine. Maybe it was the sleep deprivation, but we decided to haul ourselves out of bed and head . . . → Read More: through the looking glass |
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