30 Years Later

some things change

some things stay the same

I miss the skies

the girlfriends--spread all over the country, but still the best

a few days at the parents' place

- The Bag...can't believe it's been that long

The Jubilation of the Descent

the jubilation of the descent
isn't measured on the speedometer
but is measured
by the scenery
and the fresh air
and the company
and the rush
the completeness of the tuck
and the watering eyes
and the drool spreading from the corners of one's mouth toward one's ears

~

-OB it wasn't pretty but it was beautiful!

It's a Salad!

marble-sized tomatoes

pea-sized pepper overshadowed by tomato plants

lettuce

chives overshadowed by tomato plant

tennis-ball sized broccoli

Actually, we've got a ways to go before it's a full-fledged salad, but it's exciting to see things growing! We made a 4' x 6' raised-bed garden: no tilling, no digging, no weeding...ok, I've pulled six weeds (which leaves plenty of time for riding!). It's our first year growing veggies...so far, so good! We plan to expand next year, now that we kinda, sorta know more about what we're doing.

- The Bag hopin' to make a difference from her own back yard

Stereotypes

Scene: Wheel and OB just finishing up their first lap at Wirth and heading off for their second. A group of guys hanging at the trail head...obviously resting between laps. Wheel starts out with OB in pursuit, the following exchange occurs:

Little Dweeby Boy-Man: The couple that bikes together stays together!

TOB: Got that right!

Little Dweeby Boy-Man: As long as he goes slow enough!


- The crotchety Old skewer that guy and roast him over open flames Bag

Close to Home

We got out for a nice, long ride outta town on Friday: sixty-some-odd miles into and out of the Minnesota River Valley, across farm fields, wasn't too toasty, plenty-o-green countryside...coffee/lunch stop...good company. What a day.

On Saturday, we rode a ding-around pace from home to the Mpls Farmers' Market for some locally-made brats and caramel rolls...people-watching, music, food. Can't beat it!

Saturday evening we rode about a mile from home to see some poppers.

We feel pretty fortunate living where we do. The metro area is fairly bicycle-friendly, and we're in a good spot to ride urban or countryside.

I love Minnesota in the summer.

-OB

Gray Summer Mornings

early minutes

fresh, cool air through the house

the day not yet considered

coffee cup filled again

drawing out time


-OB's favorite time of year

A Body at Rest

I forget to push myself


tempo ride, it's called


it all seems


such an effort




- The Bag