tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847712656239809973.post8239408692278005369..comments2023-10-02T14:37:18.823+02:00Comments on Travels with a Tin Donkey: I want to ride my bicycle...Sprocketboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00002657522696618715noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847712656239809973.post-86920876725800946822007-11-26T21:32:00.000+01:002007-11-26T21:32:00.000+01:00I actually rode my bike to work this morning. As ...I actually rode my bike to work this morning. As I went past the first two streets--which were filled with ice--I was thinking I must be nuts but then when I came to what I thought would be the worst section I saw that the path had been cleared and it was smooth sailing all the way in to work. Quit pleasant but that ice makes you think hard about riding with cars around.Sprocketboyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00002657522696618715noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847712656239809973.post-81385448467843144232007-11-26T21:23:00.000+01:002007-11-26T21:23:00.000+01:00Ha,I bet that guy regretted wearing shorts on the ...Ha,<BR/><BR/>I bet that guy regretted wearing shorts on the downhill.<BR/><BR/>Uphill is easy and fun in atrocious weather, its going down that can be awful. (remember Bollon d'Alsace)<BR/><BR/><BR/>Cold weather means the road bike is retired here - black ice is too deadly, but my super warm balaclava means mountain bike season is worth risking and always worth a good story. <BR/><BR/>All the bestAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com