Today I leave for the second memorial party for our dear departed Redbeard Emeritus. I hope to leave work early so I can get some miles in before dark (famous last words).
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2021 Snarl Par-Tay day 1 – Life with Crohns
I’m already leaving a day later than intended and I’m not feeling my best. I’m just going to start down the road and see what happens. What could go wrong?
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Redbeard Cruise – Day 16
The last day of this trip. All I have to do is dodge a few rainclouds between Des Moines, Iowa and Ann Arbor, Michigan. What could go wrong?
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Redbeard US50 Cruise – Day 2
Today I meet up with US50 and point west across southern Indiana and Illinois.
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2019 PITS Cruise – Day 14
2019 PITS Cruise – Day 1
Dennis and Vina are hosting the not necessarily annual Party In The Saloon (PITS) out in California… and that’s all the justification required for me and a few friends to ride across the country to attend. Continue reading 2019 PITS Cruise – Day 1
Yellowstone Cruise: Day 1
My iPad browser crashed in the middle of composing this post and ate at least 30 minutes of work. Tomorrow’s a big day so I’m not going to type it all in again. Consequently, highlights only for today.
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Tearing Myself Away to Ride
It was time to point a bike towards a long-running annual Par-Tay out west, but life was doing it’s best to get in the way. Continue reading Tearing Myself Away to Ride
Home in a Hurry, A Wet Part 4
All I had was another 500+ miles to ride to get home for a day before venturing onward with Karen to the next party. Unfortunately, there was a weather system to fight through to get there. Continue reading Home in a Hurry, A Wet Part 4
2017 SPITS – Introduction and Day 1
And herewith, my dear and cherished friends have screwed me over again.
They have conspired to schedule two wonderful fun-filled, food-filled, and riding-filled parties on consecutive weekends… on opposite sides of the country (and we’re not talking Lichtenstein). This will require me to haul ass from our home in Ann Arbor all the way out to California (through several mountain ranges), back home to pick up Karen, and then haul ass out to the Chesapeake Bay Area (the land of boats and righteous crab cakes), all in just over two weeks.
Damn them. Just damn them to hell. Continue reading 2017 SPITS – Introduction and Day 1