The Run For Stupidity
Stupid. That is all.
Stupid. That is all.
On the mountain-bike with a vengeance! Backward P(which I prefer to call the Birthday Loop) with Pecos-Tim and Two-Story-Lori Friday. Solo ride of the Imperfect Circle Saturday. Sunday was the weekly Desert Sports mtb ride. The group split into several …
After a summer off the mountain-bike; after a month in the Colorado Rocky Mountains never hitting the single-track; after two weeks back in the desert riding nothing but pavement, I said enough is enough. Yesterday, after a long, busy, tiring …
After seemingly endless hours driving from Terlingua to Toronto earlier this week, I am now back in The City. And for the first couple of days it felt rather strange. Buildings instead of mountains, paved roads instead of dirt trails. …
As I get ready for the migration back to Toronto, this week is one of “lasts.” Last shift with the medics, last dinner with friends, last coffee at the Posada Milagro, last beer at the Boathouse. On that list are, …