May It Please the Court: Our daughter Lily took two months off to study then crushed the Connecticut bar exam! She was admitted to the bar in November at a
ceremony before the Connecticut Supreme Court.
Trolls: The day after the bar ceremony, my wife, daughter, and I drove to Rhode Island to check out four troll statues. This might be the coolest thing ever. When is the DC-area going to get some?
Natchez Tracing: I signed up for a nine-day, van-supported tour of the Natchez Trace Parkway with the Adventure Cycling Association. This road goes over 440 miles from Natchez, Mississippi to Nashville, Tennessee. No commercial traffic, no stop signs, no traffic lights. Perfect weather and 14 other riders whose sole objective is to have fun on two wheels. Not half bad. The hardest part was the 16-hour drive home.
70 Years: My personal odometer passed 70 years in August. Over the last three years the effects of aging have started to creep in, but I am still on the green side of the lawn.
Speaking of the Lawn: When my lawn mower died this Spring, I decided to hire a lawn service. Given the fact that the best mowing days are also the best riding days, this should have been a no-brainer years ago. The cost was reasonable. Also, it was entertaining to watch the crew mow the lawn, something that took me over an hour, in less than 15 minutes.
Crash, Crash, Crash: For the first time in memory, I crashed my bike three times. The first one was during a traverse of the empty C&O Canal at Riley’s Lock. It looked easy but the incline on the opposite side of the canal was much steeper than it appeared. Fortunately. the only thing that broke was a wee bit of plastic on my right brake lever. My next crash came when I was test riding an HP Velotechik Street Machine, a two-wheeled recumbent with underseat steering. I false started in front of two friends and fell to the side, with my right foot entangled in the pedal. I hit flush on my upper right arm causing a sever shock of pain to shoot from my shoulder to my elbow. (I also cut and sprained my left ankle.) I decided not to buy the bike. My third crash happened on The Mule as I was finishing a day ride on a very hot day. My head was down as I slogged up a slight incline near home. I hit the back of a parked car. Doh. Although I fell to the left, the deceleration caused a sharp pain in my injured right arm, setting back my recovery from the previous crash by a week.
Ahhnald: When the $70-million renovation of our local recreation center was finished, my wife and I signed up for recreating. We both do weight training two or three times per week. She also does yoga classes. I rude recumbent bikes. The weight training has helped stabilize my messed up back. Also, my damaged right shoulder seemed to improve markedly.
Another 10,000 Miles: For the eighth year in a row, I rode 10,000 miles. I also perfected the art of the late afternoon nap. Coincidence? I think not.
Carpal Diem: I had carpal tunnel surgery early in the year. I was back to normal in a couple of weeks.
Getting the Band Back Together: I did four bike events this year. The highlight of them all was my 17th (?) 50 States Ride. (I’ve lost count.) We had a great posse with Chris, Michael, Kevin and I joined by Sara, and Neena, as well as the long awaited return of Domitille, and Timothee.
And as is tradition, the 11th highlight of the year….
It Is The Heat After All!: Whoever said “It’s not the heat it’s the humidity” didn’t live around here this summer. We had multiple triple digit heat waves. To add to the mayhem, there were windstorms that brought down beaucoup trees, killing two motorists near my home.
A Few Spokes Shy of a Wheel 