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My wife in her happy place, (the middle of nowhere).

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a picture perfect (well, in my mind) to end an 8 day vacation into the mountains, a bit of everything biking on this trip - the grandkids on their non e-bikes where this picture was taken and they loved swimming in Columbia Lake just before dark when the water was calm; their mom (my daughter) enjoying her new Liv Intrigue that took close to 7 months to arrive after ordering and that extra small frame proved to be a nimble choice for her on the intermediate trails in the area and yes that first e-bike smile as we finished our rides on the local "Spirit Trail" or maybe it was just relief taking a break from her 3 youngsters while "me-maw" covered for us to get away, and a couple of my own trips
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No pictures, but rode down to the Saturday Farmer Market to get a bunch of cherries. Took the longer way home and....nobody was waving. Usually people here wave when they go by. Today they all seemed to be a bunch of grumpy pants. What goes?

Saw a big muley doe and two snakes--one might've been a tiny rattler but I didn't stop to have a close examination.

Beautiful morning, cherries are good, watermelon is now good, why be extra grumpy?
 
Holy smokes, I can’t believe the places that some of you folks live in. Kahn, that second picture is just off the charts.
I should note it was a hike and not a bike ride! It is a relatively easy hike although even those are becoming harder these days. My friend is just getting back into hiking and reminded me that the pants and boots she was wearing were the same items when we did the Haute Route (France to Switzerland) in 2004. I could probably stitch two pair of shorts together it fit me!

But if you live Saratoga as in the Springs, you have that famous smelly water. Ask me how I know - well, I can remember it more than 60 years later. I'm originally from Da Bronx.

I, too, am impressed by some of the "location" shots. I'm finding "gentle" English Countryside wonderful. And who knew Poland was so interesting.
 
No pictures, but rode down to the Saturday Farmer Market to get a bunch of cherries. Took the longer way home and....nobody was waving. Usually people here wave when they go by. Today they all seemed to be a bunch of grumpy pants. What goes?

Saw a big muley doe and two snakes--one might've been a tiny rattler but I didn't stop to have a close examination.

Beautiful morning, cherries are good, watermelon is now good, why be extra grumpy?
Is it too hot over there? It has been warm on this side. At first I confused your name with one of our English brethren and went "rattlesnakes!!!" Yikes. Then I remembered hot, rattlesnake infested Eastern Washington! ;) Actually, the friend in the picture above use to live in Winthrop and my Haute Route companions were all from that area.
 
Is it too hot over there? It has been warm on this side. At first I confused your name with one of our English brethren and went "rattlesnakes!!!" Yikes. Then I remembered hot, rattlesnake infested Eastern Washington! ;) Actually, the friend in the picture above use to live in Winthrop and my Haute Route companions were all from that area.
It's getting into the upper 90s in the afternoon. My thermometer said 102 yesterday but it was in the sun. The weather is normal. Need to eat MORE cherries. I thought the cherries were done after the rain of the fourth but apparently not.
 
It's getting into the upper 90s in the afternoon. My thermometer said 102 yesterday but it was in the sun. The weather is normal. Need to eat MORE cherries. I thought the cherries were done after the rain of the fourth but apparently not.
I just had a bunch of Rainiers. I really like them. I use to have a great bing cherry tree in the back yard but it finally succumbed to old age. Those are toasty temps. Today we are cloudy and breezy and around 70 although somewhat humid. I was out doing some yard work. Then walked up the block and an open house - Yikes - $2,600,000!!!!
 
Great pictures. My father spent his time in the CCCs up in then Pacific North West. His ashes are in Tillamook, OR. I have to get out there one of these days.
Those folks did some great work back in the day. Where are you?
 
Those folks did some great work back in the day. Where are you?
About 3,000 miles to the east in Claremont New Hampshire. My father was from Rhode Island. He was sent out to Oregon and Washington to fight forest fires, put in telephone poles and build a trestle in Tillamook. He especially loved Tillamook. Your pictures help to explain his love of Oregon and Washington.

It was a tough life, but he was a tough guy and it was a good fit and it probably helped him to survive his time in the Army Air Corps and as a POW.

Thank you for sharing your pictures. I will look forward to seeing them.

It’s beautiful here as well, but quite different. The grave belongs to Charles Bronson and looks toward Mt. Ascutney, Brownsville Vermont. I have no complaints regarding my rides.

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Another hot and dry day in good old Blighty, around 35oC.

Went back to a favourite place for us, the Millennium Park at Marston Moretaine.
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As it’s not a particularly long route, we did four loops and were very dusty by the end.
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This was the first picnic stop, which was very peaceful.
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The second picnic stop was in the Sensory Garden and the smell was very nice.
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Minor adjustment to the new suspension seatpost. Changed from a Crane Creek Thudbuster GT to a Crane Creek eeSilk+, as the nose of the saddle raising itself up
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Not much going on here what with most of the province in a heat wave plus it’s likely the worst time to catch a cold. :( We did drive out to the countryside and admired some of the golden fields of canola that are so prominent during this time of the summer. With any luck, I hope to get back on the bike for short ride tomorrow.

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35 mile ride just to a trail in the middle of the city. Ice did this last year I forgot about the start of this path.
My wife had a hard to holding the bike and I goofed the picture showing How steep and short this is. its only 100 feet at most with this turn at the bottom damp too. no way willing to risk this on the tandem that short and steep with that turn. she had to hold her hand brake to keep the bike stopped.
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View from the (almost) top of the mountain.
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Taken at the apex of an 18 mile round trip that would have been longer except that I kept stopping to visit with neighbors and acquaintances enroute thus allowing the sneaking arrival of an unexpected thunderstorm theoretically due to arrive at 1pm in the afternoon, that instead put in an unwelcomed appearance hours earlier in mid-morning. Being close enough to home to get back and stay dry, I lucked out. No so with the dozens of other cyclists out enjoying the splendid morning and splendid views from splendid bikes on the splendid roads. They got spectacularly, splendidly wet.

Not a big deal. The rides in my neck of the woods are well worth a bit of Saturday morning showers.
 
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