It felt like I'd been waiting forever. At last I got to go on a bike ride with young Michael. He's 3, and awesome. I just wish he was around more so we could do this more often What a delight!
Grandchildren. Who knew?
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On my bike commute home from work the lights at the James Donlon soccer fields often seem almost mystic. I've wanted to photograph them for a long time and I finally got off my butt and did it. I was a bit later than I wanted to be (I'd have liked more ambient light) but I'm still almost pleased with the results.
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Foxy's Fall Century by teh Davis CA bike club is one of Tricia's favorites. Last year fires forced them to alter the route, and we on did the 100K ride. This year we took on the full 100 miler.
Once again we found ourselves rolling out of bed at oh-dark-stupid to head out for Lodi and the Tour de Vigne ride. What sounds like a great plan days before sure doesn't seem as clever that early.
We always aim for 30 days of biking and usually make it, even if it's just a short ride to the store for milk. This year I did actual rides every day. Michael is holding Tricia's spoke card to help celebrate. I myself am not cool enough for such a card, yet I still rode every day.
We managed to get in a nice ride along the East Bay Regional Parks Carquinez Regional Shoreline (say that in one breath...)
Tricia looks better than I felt at the end our our 100 mile Primavera Century. But then she always does.