I want to rock like an old guy...

If all old guys rock as hard as Dino Jr.



Maybe this means I can still learn to do rail slides?

thanks to DOLI for showing me the way to this vid..

Twilight

I'm riding a bit more again ... just the last couple of weeks, but for me its a big change. I'm not "training" for anything, and have no desire to, but I'm having fun.

It's funny what little things you get to experience when your on the bike often. Last night right after work I met Don and a friend from the lab for a jaunt up and around Pebble Beach. Great ride; we talked about philanthropies, how we all go into cycling, the art of folding tubulars and host of other group ride approved subjects. As we rolled back into PG I realized that with the car in the shop I'd also have to ride home to the Ord ... no biggie except I worried a little about the amount of daylight, though all of my commute is off busy roads and most of it is on a bike path.

As I rolled the last mile towards home I realize I havn't raced the setting sun in a long time. Brought back memories of weekday training rides, where as the typical post ride B.S. flew the sun would set and then, in the edge of night, we would ride our separate directions home.

Why does finishing your ride in the orange glow of the sunset make you feel like you've ridden that little bit harder?

Velo Cache Monterey #17 - Now in Play

http://velocachemonterey.blogspot.com/2009/05/cranked-up-past-and-present-velo-cache.html

Who knew there were so many covers?

Of the official Sleaze Otter anthem ...



prepared to rock, swoon, croon and break it down to EOTT

The real show...

Sleaze Otter ...

I think you all need a history lesson...

Dreams are free...motherfuckers...

Mr. Professor...

Whats another name for pirate treasure? Well I (and I am a professor) think its BOOTY!



Ya peninsula bitches....VelcoCache Monterey #3 is dead. Which is fitting, since it was hidden in The San Carlos Cemetery .
Picked it up on the way into work....





































Actually, I'm shocked it was still there, considering it was simply sitting behind a small headstone, there were a bunch of groundskeepers out and I know the cemetery is often a hangout for homeless/angst filled youth.

Rolled into the office to covet my find....oooooh I wonder what's inside?



















No pet meds (bummer!) but not a bad haul for a 5 minute detour! Lunch (PBR and the tootsie pop), headgear, bottle opener (can never had enough), window dressing for the office and not only a front brake but an allen key to install it...how thoughtful!



















I'd like to thank Inspector Javert for getting the fun rolling .... I've got to admit I felt a little weird poking around a Catholic Cemetery, being of an "alternate lifestyle" and all, but I brought along a copy of the Nostra Aetate, just in case.

I think its about time someone else does some hidin'. So the inspector can join the fun.

I'm back on the wagon...

That is all...