Stuff that happened during the week of December 1-7, 2014
Stuff that caught my eye while I was perusing the web.
I’m a chronic tweeter. When I have idle time like being a passenger in a car or when I’m in slug-mode, Twitter is my go to fix for idle chatter. The amount of funny, interesting or beautiful things that zip through my timeline each day is pretty amazing.
Cock & Bull Lounge? I’m sorry, I’m a child but you just KNOW people call it the cock and balls lounge. 😆 Oh, right. And there’s a big ole bull on the sign, too. 😀
I know it’s kinda one of those lame inspirational quote deals, but I like this one. It reminds me of one of the things I really appreciate about riding motorcycles. You meet ALL kinds of people.
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When it’s cold or the snow is flyin’ you’re more likely to find me on Lord Chubbleton’s two wheels than on a motorcycle.
The last day of November dawned bright blue. When I left the house in the morning it was nearly 50 degrees. It was a perfect day to pedal in to town for a glass of orange juice. That’s as good a reason as any to go somewhere, right?
I’d been looking around on the web for local trails and spaces to ride my bicycle through. Places I can’t go on my motorcycle. Some of them were hidden in plain sight and that discovery has been wonderful.
For me, bicycling is a new endeavor. Not “new” new, I’ve been riding a 2-wheeler since the age of 3. But new in that I know very little about gear and equipment and all of the trimmings. I don’t know if I could identify myself as a cyclist.
What I DO know is that I love riding my bicycle, I love being outside and I love traveling. That pretty much makes my Pugsley a perfect bike for me right now. I can really ride that chubby steamroller anywhere.
On Saturday Kenny and I went for a ride in the woods on fatbikes. Me on my Pugsley and Kenny on a borrowed Moonlander.
I should preface all this by saying that he isn’t really in to bicycles. He likes them, they’re fine, but he doesn’t wake up in the morning and say “Hey, I really want to go pedal around for a few hours.” Usually.
Sometime last week, out of the blue he looked at me and said “I’d like to go ride the trails with you on Saturday.” I was irrationally excited. I’ve been having such a great time riding in the local trails that I think I might have worn him down a little.
Aside from riding on singletrack in the woods, we traveled in and out along the sandy roads that run through the powerlines. The roads are a mix of sugar, rocks, and packed dirt. (I know his motorcycle heart was salivating the whole time.) The fatbikes just go over top of everything like steamrollers. With 4.8in tires the Moonlander is the granpappy of riding over… EVERYTHING.
In terms of motorcycles, Kenny went over to the darkside and barely rides street anymore. He loves his KTM so much I think he wants to marry it. With that in mind, it seems to me that riding a mountain bike or a fatbike and being able to cruise the woods legally would be a no brainer for him.
I suspect he’ll probably end up on a mountain bike. I *caught* him looking at some on his phone last night. 😀
Yay! I’m gonna have company on my fatbike ride today.
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