Ok wow. Now I know why Ralph likes them so much. And I know why I don’t see Colnagos for sale much. by
I got me some riding in this week. I know, I can hardly believe it either. I used to ride, well, quite a lot. Lately, Continue reading About to get my Whiskey Tango on
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I was stopped from my folly of moving engine and transmission around today, by injury. I did get them both into the shed. It was Continue reading The difference between a warrior and a soldier is…
It was early this morning when I realized, suddenly, that I may have some time today for cycling. Actually, you know, pedaling. On a bicycle. Continue reading Bike happens
Ole Ritter goes big. Full stop. Contre La Montre Now that’s what I call work. by
I don’t know what to make of this, but you should skim it over and emit a little tiny evil chuckle. Seems Ol’ Greggy (aka, Shotgun) is taking Continue reading The Badger is Dead. Here comes Shotgun.
For good dreams, scroll down to the movie about Ritter and a sun-drenched velodrome in Mexico City. For nightmares, come to my garage. Lay under Continue reading I have found the center of hell
And you thought you had it hard today. You don’t know anything. This is the Mur de Grammont. And it will break you. It is Continue reading Muur of Geraardsbergen
The Hour. Ritter had it in 1968. Lost it to Merckx in 1972. He tried to retake the record in 1974, beating his own prior Continue reading Ole Ritter and the Hour Record.
Yeah, tomorrow, got to board that big aluminum tube, and fly across the country from the base of operations in DC (District of Columbia, not Continue reading Goin’ back to Cali…
Despite what opinions you might harbor regarding ‘ol one nut and his entourage, hearing about what Lance, Johan, et al. did for Fatty speaks volumes. Continue reading Warm and Fuzzy