Musings of an Intrepid Commuter

Plan "B". What's the difference between a racing line and a street line? A street line always leaves a rider a way out. I see ...

Sunday afternoon and...The Game! The teaching schedule is winding down. I'm getting more Sundays off. You know what that means? Yeah, Su...

Single track vehicles? Riding to work can take folks places you might not expect. Here's a local story that illustrates the point. Our ...

Hair spray ride. ( or how I've risen to a new low! ) The swing's empty. That's 'cuz me and the missus are out on an adventu...

Think Halloween's scary? I can't seem to load photos onto the blog at the moment. So I'm postponing the post I had in mind. The...

Field offices. I hear music. It's muffled, but distinct. Even with ear plugs the strains of Henry Mancini's "Theme from the Pin...

Mile markers. Katie and I went by to see our daughter's new house. Amanda and her husband, Russ, just purchased their first place. The ...

Reigning in the "Anger Demon". This has been a bad weekend. Riding a bike makes us feel things to an extreme, I think. Or maybe I ...

Harvest Moon ride! Some of the neatest things in life happen due to fortuity. I've heard people say that being in the right place at the...

Cardboard cop. Like any addiction it needs to be fueled. Literally and figuratively, as it turns out. The more I ride for work the more I fi...