 in the Fort Collins City Park playground. "Yours truly hugging a 90-year-old Northern Red Oak (a #2 champ) in the Fort Collins City Park playground.")
Last month’s Tour de Coop was so fun and educational that Charis, Chris, Leah, Tori and I pounced on the opportunity to do a similar bike ride featuring trees. It seemed like a particularly good idea considering how I’m a self-professed lover of the Great Outdoors, but am even more of an ignoramus about leafy barky objects than edible feathered friends. Continue reading »
“We have to do this,” I excitedly told Leah. “The Tour de Coop! It is an eight-mile bike ride in Fort Collins on Saturday, May 1st going from chicken to chicken, learning about our feathered friends from beak to butt. Don’t worry, we won’t be eating any!”
I had to add the last part since Leah is a vegetarian. But I really didn’t have to do much more prodding than I did. It turned out the cutie wants to raise chickens one day. “And goats,” she added. Continue reading »
It’s been a good year but one thing that causes me a bit of remorse has been the trifling amount of cycling I’ve done in 2009. By this day on last year’s calendar I had already done three weeks of pedaling (on average) over 100 miles a day in the Tour Divide, whereas so far this year there’s been only two occasions where I could claim that I had ridden 100 miles per week. Including this one. Continue reading »
“Phew!” I exclaimed to Joe and Sarah after biking over to a little diner in downtown Berkeley. “What a workout.”
I was kidding around. Despite this being only the third or fourth time on two wheels since the Tour Divide in July, even I could handle riding the one mile on a borrowed hybrid bicycle starting from Sarah’s place. Joe, on the other hand, had woken up two hours earlier to bike over from Lafayette in order to meet up with Sarah and I and had even done some riding in the dark. He certainly deserved the pancake and eggs served up for us on this Sunday morning. Continue reading »
“Man, I’m going to need some help here,” I pleaded by my sixth beer of the day.
Now, fortunately all the beers I had were in small, sample-sized glasses so I wasn’t quite yet in a slurred-speech drunken stupor and falling out of my chair. Yet, I certainly could have used some help finishing the stuff. The problem was our group consisted solely of ultra-fit athletes who were as much as a “lightweight” when it came to beer-drinking as me. Continue reading »
As I mentioned a few weeks ago, it seems like the bike-crazy town of Fort Collins has some sort of cycling event seemingly every weekend. This weekend was no exception, with the Colorado Cycling Festival being held Friday-Sunday. Kicking off the festivities was a Vintage Cruiser Ride through Old Town Fort Collins. Continue reading »
