There is “not riding your bike” and then there is “birds living in your helmet.”
I used to ride a lot with this guy Hambone, some of you may know him, but after receiving this picture from him I think I’m taking his number out of my little black book. He and his woman are having a baby- that’s right, she has a kid up inside her right now. It is Hambone’s job to make a safe and sound home where the eventual child can holler his or her little lungs out in peace.
Next thing you know he will be buying a recumbent.
As for the rest of us, oh boy. Things are happening fast in this town for the cycling community. Yesterday Mystery and I probably saw 15 or 20 riders east of town, including the entire Cobra Kai gang. They rode by chanting, “No Mercy No Remorse!” or something like that. There is a new section of skills-oriented bridges and jumps specifically designed for one to remove oneself from this mortal coil on the Fern trail, and of course that is where everybody congregated. It was like a skateboard ramp scene. What fun!
I look forward to a whole summer of falling off of logs.