Blickensderfer

Last night I went to the regular Monday ride thinking I needed a day off the bike. Bob led us out on a 40 mile variation of the Bauneg Beg ride in which we climbed up the other side of the ridge. On a grinding hill climb late in the ride Tom grabbed onto my jersey pocket and held on, so I think I was doing OK. I broke several more spokes but not before I mistakenly ran over a very fresh road kill. A squirrel, I believe it was. Bought some wheel parts tonight in hopes of getting back on the road by Thursday; Gromek said 2 weeks for him to build me one. He lost 2 mechanics this season to "other careers," he said today.