Stranger on the Road
It was my annual trip from Somerset (almost) to Punxsutawney (almost) when a stranger on the road called me by name.
It was my annual trip from Somerset (almost) to Punxsutawney (almost) when a stranger on the road called me by name.
HOLLIDAYSBURG, PENNSYLVANIA Yesterday was a day of riding solo. My one attempt at riding in a group had a brief discussion that I initiated. “Where’s your group from?” (To the Old Men on Bikes) “Bedford County” “Well you know these roads. Have you ridden over Locke Mountain?” “No” End of discussion. It was going nowhere. […]
STATE COLLEGE, PENNSYLVANIA A Tale of Five Segments First, they had plenty of bibs “I Ride For…” at the start. I had made one ahead of time for Bethany and added one for Kristi Wallace and Kayla Bracken. I was the only one I saw wearing a bib and no one asked me about my […]
The Atlas Ride in Austin, Texas. Still suffering the effects of a concussion I shouldn’t have gone. But I’m glad I did.
AUSTIN, TEXAS I began the day at Bicycle World in Austin. Here is one thing to know when visiting Austin: There is no such thing as a free lunch and there is no such thing as free parking. Well, maybe that’s two things. I found a parking lot next to Bicycle World with very imposing […]
A ride up Henrietta Road near Saxton, Pa. to test a knee after knee replacement
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