cycling


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Apr 16

A smattering of pictures

What is a smattering, anyway? The word means “a small amount,” but isn’t that relative? Anyway, here are six — but I didn’t put a lot more here, so comparatively it was a small amount. Anyway.

At a baseball game this weekend I caught a foul ball. As protocol demands, I gave it to a kid.

Baseball fan for life now.

The sky was incredible on Saturday, so I took a few pictures, just to remember it:

Hanging out with Allie, who was enjoying a nice sun bath:

A view from part of my ride today. This is on the time trial route. I love this little roller. You come down from the smallest little right-hand descent and as soon as you bottom out your cockpit is pointed up again. It is fun any time of day, but, in the evening, you hear everything come to life. On one side are crickets and from the other side you hear bullfrogs:

And an odd-looking shadow portrait:


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Apr 16

Back to the markers

I have to finish this project up and, so, for the next several weeks I’ll be sneaking in a few posts that will shoot you over to my historic marker page. The concept there is pretty straightforward. I’ve been riding my bike all over the county to photograph the markers and the places they document. This has been an on-again-off-again project for years. Time to wrap it up. Here are two that will get us a bit closer to doing just that.

This is a superlative sign. It is the most difficult one in the county to get to. It was one of the hardest ones to find. Being from 1954 it is perhaps the oldest of the bunch. It has perhaps the widest ranging actual historical significance. And there’s less at this physical location than any other marker in the county. There’s absolutely nothing there:

You can see the other side, and the locale.

After France, late in the Colonial period gave all of this region to Britain surveyors marked the boundaries including this one in south Smiths Station. This line goes all the way across at least two states. I wonder if there are other signs elsewhere on this line.

Also, 18th century surveyor still sounds like an impossibly difficult job.

I had a professor once who explained that the railway switch that was located just down from this sign is why all of this is here. And then he’d walk you through a few decades of railway history and it made sense. And now the town which grew beside the railroad became a city and then a blue collar town and then it dried up and now it is making a comeback. And that’s about 100 years of history.

Click here to see the other side of the sign and a lot of the locale.


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Apr 16

Allez, Allez

The soft drinks don’t often speak to you, but when they do, you should consider listening:

I like to keep track of roads where I can break the speed limit on my bike. It is a short list. There’s only like six or seven roads in town.

Let’s call it eight after today.

Also, I use one of the popular apps to track all of my rides. In the app there are certain places along any given road which have been selected as courses where you can compete against other people. Today, one such course, I learned I’m three seconds off the pace set by an NFL first rounder, two-time all-SEC, 3rd-team all-American, two-time Super Bowl champ.

He doesn’t know it yet, but we’re about to race.


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Apr 16

Spring has sprung, and video genius

Another beautiful spring weekend. Just can’t get enough of that feeling. Here are some pictures from riding around town on my bicycle:

My shadow-portrait:

This is an uphill sprint:

Seriously, you’ll hit about 30 up that road, into right about here:

Some cool videos I’ve been collecting this weekend:

Speaking of, How to Use Live Video to Bring Your Event to the World.

And, finally. Two guys covered a Guster song. Guster found it and covered the cover, which is typical genius:


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Apr 16

Let’s go ride bikes!

Beautiful, gorgeous spring day. We went for a bike ride because today was the sort of day you’d custom order if you could and bottle up if you knew how. We didn’t train or hit maximum heart rates or set any personal bests. But we did enjoy the sound of two silent wheels and the warmth of the sun and the stillness of the air.

And even if the time did not meet your very low expectations, you could still find views like this.

I’m never good at remembering this, so I’ll need you to remind me of it, but moments like this are why you always say yes, I do want to go ride.