Camp Swampy

After a couple of good Riverside rides with J. Edgar St. Louis this week, I went down to Neosho with the K lady for some dry trails to check out the time machine.  Tour de Tick is well named.  Nice trail.

Gas crisis must be over

Honey Run is dry

Spring is here

Spoke to an engineer at Gates.  He confirmed what I suspected.  It was not a rock, but raw unadulterated power that snapped the belt.  They want me at the plant in Kentucky for testing. Or maybe it was the belt they wanted.   Anyway a couple belts are on the way (comp).  Since I had no propulsion for the time machine and the wind was blowing 30 miles an hour I demurred on the road riding.   The K Lady and I did a little farming and put in the bulk of the garden.  

Interesting side note, on the way to the garden (located on some of the Kman's mom's property out in Rog) I encountered a lone rider machoing it straight into the wind.  I was impressed.  Aero bars, sleeveless with his helmet on backwards.  It wasn't an aero helmet or anything, just a regular Giro I believe.  I was not impressed.  Is this some tri training technic?  That can't be comfortable, but I believe he was well ventilated.   

Gentlemen the bar is open for post ride refreshments.

Some of the K lady's handy work on the flowers.
Dogwood Lawn Care.  Tight.  

This is one farmer that will not go broke buying new implements he doesn't need.  This thing was my grandfather's and may be from the old country. ( You know the Germans make good stuff.)  I wish I knew how many hours I pushed this thing as a kid.

Power

Raw fucking power.  

Actually there was a tiny rock that had wedged in and made a hole where it snapped.  Guess I am not playing hooky and riding tomorrow.  Glad I was testing the new tire in the neighborhood before I drove north to ride.  

Two pretty good brews.  Not a fan of wheat beer, but I bought the Anchor Steam without looking too close.  Excellent, not really a wheat beer taste at all.  Sierra Nevada Lager was fantastic.

Nice little Saturday

                            Went to the in laws place at the lake for Easter.   Hit the Honey Run trail Saturday and Sunday.  

                                   The father in law (67 in June)

                               
The K Lady.  
Honey Run was in great shape.  The old Mud Skipper was missed.  Saturday rode with the little lady and the father in law.  Sunday went out solo.   A lot colder but still excellent.

Sunday

                                   Nice way to end two days of riding, a nice even number.

Got about 5 hours in over both days.  Had a couple of delicious meals.  Drank a few of the father in law's delicious brewery fresh Budweiser's.  How cool was that?  How was your time at the in laws?

Comic Genius, Sir

It's hard to come by.   These two have it.  

Jimmy St. Louis may have.

On the bright side, I did win the sprint into Bonkville

Went down and did the Dogwood on Sunday.  High winds and a high pace.  Felt great for about 46 miles.  Unfortunately Dogwood is about 57 miles with Jim's recon up the second lap climb.  

Apparently Annie has a new job with Amgen.  Skip has been getting into the samples.  

Like an obvious  foreshadowing scene in a bad movie, as Jim took off on the recon climb, I turned to Skip and ominously said, "you know, I don't think I had enough to eat this morning"  That played an important part in the final act of our little drama.

There is a new bar in town.  Everyone does indeed know my name here.