July 16, 2022  |  Happy Mid-July

No Independence Day ride this year, but I did make it downtown for the Saturday Closest to the Ides of July. The Jazzfest was going down at Bushnell Park, the furries out in force thanks to ConnectiCon, heavy rock on the pavilion, Irish music at the waterfront, and a Goats game at the Donut park.

But I’m not here to join in the festivities, I have puttering around to do. Like getting my steps in hauling Toro up to the Charter Oak Bridge.

I’m wondering if there’s an event that could bring together all of the disparate cultures… Probably fireworks. Or maybe Ghibli.

July 8, 2022  |  Spice & Dry

Food eaten trailside is some of the most delicious around. For all I know, this sorbet normally tastes like citric acid-infused cardboard. But after a few hours of riding on a day like this, it may as well be ambrosia.

In contrast to last July, the Coppertone Farmington River is as low as I’ve ever seen it.

Not even the normally timid wildlife can be bothered to stir at my presence.

Stay cool.

April 2, 2022  |  Slow Wake

Our friends, also slowly bouncing back from hibernation.

March 10, 2022  |  Spring Cometh

There’s a lot of open threads left from last season. But March has arrived and the weather is warming, so it’s time to get in gear and…

Nevermind.