My pal, Pablo, is an artist who fancies himself as the second coming of Picasso. We were bicycling along the east coast of Florida recently, riding a route that zigzagged across the Intracoastal Waterway.
Our planned route for the day should have taken maybe 5 or 6 hours, but it took 10 hours before we reached our destination. Every time we…[Read more]
Last year, I rode Ragbrai 47 all week under the broiling Iowa sun, from Council Bluffs to Keokuk. It was hotter than the hinges on the gates of Hades. When the ride ended, I was looking forward to heading home and relaxing under the shady trees in my front yard, with a cold beer or three in my sweaty little hands.
Is Riverdale being run by a bunch of jugheads? (Oops! Sorry, wrong thread.)
But seriously, LOCAL petition signers would carry a great deal of weight with LOCAL officials, but I fear that a bunch of out-of-towners/staters would carry little pursuasive weight. We’d be viewed as carpet-baggers, meddlers or worse.
Every time Mrs Woo rode her bicycle out of the barn on our farm, she’d lose her balance and fall over. This happened on multiple occasions and under all conditions. She got so frustrated that she finally gave up riding — — a bicycle, that is. She took up horseback riding instead. It was more stable. 🤪 (rim shot)
I combined my two outdoor passions, mountaineering and bicycling. Last summer, I climbed to the summit of Mt Everest, while my Sherpa carried my mountain bike. I had no problem cycling around the summit, but it went all downhill from there. 🤪 (rim shot)
I was taking a break from my century ride this afternoon and resting by a pond along the route. To my utter astonishment, I observed two waterfowl pedaling a tandem down the path from the road to the pond. That was truly a pair-o-duck-cycle sight! 🤪 (rim shot).
The local baker needed a part-time delivery driver, so he hung a sign in the bakery window. With the unemployment situation being the way it is, I figured I could use the extra dough, so I went in to apply for the job.
The owner, a plump little fellow named Mr Pillsbury, told me that he couldn’t pay much, as business had fallen flat due to C…[Read more]
I witnessed an older gentleman on a child’s bicycle, riding away from a crowd who was teasing him mercilessly about his choice of bikes. The fellow didn’t handle the criticism well. In fact, he got a little huffy! 🤪 (rim shot).
Hey! I just saw the news that Iowa’s Ride is taking place next year, following the same timeline and route that was planned for this year. That’s great!
On the way out, we can dip in the Mississippi in Dubuque and then the Big Sioux River near Rock Rapids. On the way back, we can dip in the Big Sioux near LeMars and the Mississippi River in Cli…[Read more]
Dennis is a laid-back individual who doesn’t let a whole lot of things bother him. Pace lines, drafters who hug his rear wheel, raucous boom boxes on bike trailers? They don’t bother him. I guess you could call him an easy rider.
But one thing really bugs him — unicycles! He can’t stand them. 🤪 (rim shot).