Retorting or The making of a second pie

Yaaaaaaaaaah! My comments are working below. Let fly the retorts and playful name calling, you bunch of back water, lily livered, radish stinking, flat footed, not conventionally beautiful, mouth breathing goombas.

It's pissing rain right now and will until the weekend. This is not optimal training conditions, and by actually riding outside my willful mystification of the joy of indoor training has been shattered. Just one evening ride through a local rock quarry, a splash of fire road descent, and that was it. I'm going to have serious trouble planting my ass on spin bike that never properly fit my gangling build, all scarred knees and elbows flying in every direction.

I didn't bring my camera on this ride and regretted it. I saw some great inspirational stuff I will try to share with you through the pensive retrospect of Haiku.

Filled lungs and soul

with crisp air, framing long views

trade thanks from on high

Yep. That just about sums it up. The astute of you will notice the awkward attention paid to kireji.

Jacque and the gang at Velo Cape Breton have formally announced the date for their Across the Highlands Challenge '09. Good times, even though, when I attended a while back there were (unseasonably, I assure you) hurricane conditions at the camp site and it looked like they would need miltary relief. Good times, Good times. Nothing says thanks for coming to the Maritimes like sleeping a family of five in the car while your cooler is being swept away to sea. Seriously, the race was awesome. VCB is a great club, race support was top notch, and I will say with absolute conviction that mountain bike tour scenery doesn't get any better on the east coast.

VCB also has a very informative newsletter. They very astute in covering bicycle advocacy and dirty jokes. Get signed up here.

36" wheels, huh? I don't know how I feel about this. The evidence is there for a good, though somewhat extreme, argument for 29" wheels over 26" for handling the rough stuff. As for fun on the flat stuff, how about a Scarpar.

Only in California (the bay area no doubt!)

I'm already looking forward to a radtarded weekend.