Friday das pick at chu

Finished the week commuting at 42.2 miles in four days. Whew!

It was 40 degrees (Fahrenheit) this morning when I took off, for what's it worth. The Large Fella On A Bike rides in the dark at -44 (chill factor) and lives to tell the tale.

No me, jack!

Averaged 12.76 mph. That's ALMOST 13 ... If it wasn't for all those stop lights, signs, and gently-sloping uphills. Although what goes up, must come down, and quite a bit faster, at that.

The Big Swede, Steve the L., today regaled me with tales of derring-do at The Tunnels in Penasquitos Canyon on his mountain bike. Sounds like a fun ride, but I can't figure out EXACTLY where it is. One would have thought SOMEONE would have marked it on Google Earth, but no can find.

It clouded up greatly this afternoon, but it's not SUPPOSED to rain until Sunday.

Oh, and the entry title refers to my misheard lyric from "Sweet Jane" by Lou Reed. The actual lyric is, I am embarrassed to say, " Ridin' in a Stutz Bear Cat, Jim", near as I can find.