What may appear to you to be dust on the bike is actually the sum of all my demons and all my stress ground down and rendered as a fine powder, then sprinkled over the bike in offering. Even if only temporary until they manifest again in some other form, I’ll take it. Long, steamy…
Decided to take the Ute out on an errand run to see how it performed. Things went great until the left pedal fell off. Had to call in the Team Car for a pickup. To be honest, was a known-issue when I got it, but I thought I could squeak it out. Fun had anyway.
Just a total stress-relief ride that I had to get out on, even though I should have been doing something else.
Mixed-surface ride that included completely twisting the rear derailleur upside-down and bending the hanger. Good times, better socks.
Got out for a mixed surface ride with my buddy Andrew who was riding a bike almost as old as me. It’s a ’74 Peugeot.
Went out for a bike ride in the local hood. Wound up whacking through some bushes in one segment. All part of the adventure.