I got out on the bike today. And I brought my cellphone with. I snapped a few pics, but could only send a few as the cell coverage is spotty at best. It’s like I’m in a Verizon black hole around here.
It’s so humid. Unreal. Coming from Arizona, where it’s, ahem, a little dry, it’s an eye opener. It’s like a mist, a blanket of sweat. Swimming in the pool seems to help a great deal, go figure. I’ve ridden all of three times this week, and not in excess of an hour for any. I just haven’t the time to get away for more than that. That’s ok, catching frogs and fireflies with my daughters and nieces is a pretty damn good time. My wife caught a crayfish. The kids were impressed. Did I mention we’ve been eating the shit out of sweet corn? Oh man, so good. Sure we’ve got “corn” in Arizona supermarkets. But it ain’t the same. Not by a long shot.
We’ve also been plowing through cases of Yuengling as a matter of course.
And I plan to stay the course.
This flag is hanging off the side of a bridge over the Delaware river. I put my wheels into New Jersey for about ten minutes and turn around and rode across. Good times.by