It's a beautiful December day, Sunday the 11th. It's cold and we've had a minor ice storm for the past 24 hours. The roads are ice covered and when I went out to get my morning paper precipitation was falling from the sky. I heard an odd noise to my west, two houses up and I see to crazy people leaving
their driveway on bikes. They were meeting up with other crazy people to ride to the Airport Cafe for breakfast.

Eric, Arlys, Brian and Jack
These guys are hard core cyclists.
(picture by Bob Fitz, he had enough sense to drive)
I stayed at home, went to my "cold" basement, climbed on my "cold" indoor stationary recumbent and rode while watching the Chiefs. |