Went down into The Box via Hillside Park, an interesting path with a nice pine tree smell. By now it was getting a bit misty, with a few tiny drops of water appearing here and there on the bike.
Saw a dead cat in the bike lane on North Marshall. Yuck!
This driveway looks pretty well blocked by the owner.
The mist never turned into rain, so it was a nice dry ride, but my glasses were misted up. Not that I'm afraid of rain, you understand, but I hate having to clean the grit off the bike.
Total mileage for the week was, oh, let us say 25 miles.
Finished the Maynard Hershon book, Tales From The Bike Shop. When I win the lottery I want a Hetchins. Started reading Lance Armstrong's second book, Every Second Counts. Thanks to Steve the L. for both books from his personal library.
I ran across an old friend on the shelves the other day, William Anderson's The Great Bicycle Expedition. It's the story of a man who takes his family on a bicycle trip through Europe. It was pretty funny, and it's based on actual events. He wrote several books that told of his adventures in houseboats and driving RVs, for example. I found that he died in 2003 and his papers are at the Albertsons Library at Boise State University. I also found that his family has started the Andy Anderson Stem Cell Research Fund to raise contributions for, well, stem cell research.
1 comment:
Why is it? Whenever there's a dead animal on the side of the road, one can't help but look at it. Poor kitty. So, what is your review on Lance's second book?
D.
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