Me and the Voodoo Wazoo on the homebound leg.
The last day of summer? C’mon. Didn’t the Tour just wrap on Sunday, f’chrissakes?
C’monnnnnnnn. …
OK, well, then, since it is the last day of summer, with all that implies (impending winter, the ongoing cooling of the Universe, entropy galloping along unchecked toward inert uniformity), I decided to do something I haven’t done all that much this year, and that was ride the Elena Gallegos Open Space.
It practically goes without saying that I was on a rigid chromoly frame and fork, with rim brakes, 700c tubed tires, and electronic/hydraulic nothing. Unless you count the thousand-year-old Cateye Velo 8 cyclocomputer on the handlebar.
Mostly sunny, temps in the 70s, everybody in the vicinity just having a high old time. Sure, winter, entropy, and all that, but still, damn. I’ll take it.
Tags: autumnal equinox, Elena Gallegos Open Space, entropy, Voodoo Wazoo
Mad Blog Media 
September 21, 2020 at 2:54 pm |
Yep, another season, another time to watch that great ball of gas in the sky head south for the winter.
http://labikes.blogspot.com/2020/09/last-day-of-summer-ride.html
September 21, 2020 at 5:08 pm |
Now go do your Voodoo up the Wazoo that you doo soooo well !
Hedley Lamar in Blazing Saddles. Oh yeah, and don’t forget the after ride “beans”.
September 21, 2020 at 10:19 pm |
Make Americans Ride Their Damn Bikes.
Put that on a hat.
September 22, 2020 at 5:08 am |
Nothing better for the brain than a little dirt time. Good for you! We are heading to the Chiricahua Nation Monument on Friday to do some dirt time and get lost in the rocks.
September 22, 2020 at 11:11 am |
I think we all need to get lost in the rocks for a while. My wife said yesterday “let’s just not talk about it” referring, of course, to the national situation.