Well, as promised, an explanation of the last post. Biking from Astoria to Portland doesn’t really comprise that much elevation gain, and yet here I was: (I did not expect snow on this road. Nor did I expect it later on the Banks-Vernonia trail) That’s why it might have been …
Today would have been a much better day to, say, snuggle under a blanket with a book and some tea than it would have been to bike from Astoria to Portland. Just, y’know, theoretically. More later, maybe, once I wring out my entire wardrobe and thaw myself out:)
I was surprised the other day to get an envelope in the mail with a return address of Oregon Randonneurs. First of all, I didn’t even know there was a rando mailing address; secondly, what could they possibly be sending me, anyway? It turns out it was the brevet cards …
Okay, not really. James and I bringing our bikes to Sacramento and biking all around does not actually engender a bike revolution. But it was still pretty awesome. (downtown Sacramento as seen from our bikes on the super awesome River Walk) Generally going home to Sacramento means a lot of …
