Wednesday, March 09, 2011


Recently, the word "epic" has been epically over-used. Folks fling it around like it's commonplace.

Epic is special.

Epic is rare.

Epic is memorable.

Epic spawns incredible tales of adventure.

Epic should be reserved as the colorful description of some crazy outing that you almost didn't survive.

Let's be careful with the use of this special word from now on. How about this: Any ride that transpires without the treat of death or dismemberment should be descibed as "Bigventurous".

Any ride, be it mountain or road, that you wish you had carried a weapon, had to start a fire or perform CPR should be labeled "Epic".

Monday, March 07, 2011

The search begins

Pookie has had a love/hate relationship with her ten-year-old Cannondale since the day they first met. Well honestly, it's been mostly hate. She tells me that she just feels unstable riding on the road with traffic and gravel and potholes. I believe that she probably feels that way because of her position on the bike.

With our new home so close to the low-traffic Blue Ridge Parkway, a new, more comfortable road bike seem like a natual thing to place in her future.

The Trek Lexa SLX looks nice, but what do I know...I'm a guy. Ladies, any suggestions? We want to keep the tab under $1500. She won't be doing any racing, but we will be racking up some serious miles.

Sunday, March 06, 2011

More toast!

Saturday, March 05, 2011

Hot like wasabi

My MINI doesn't look anything like this...yet. I have union jack mirrors and roof and silver allows. I like the blacked-out grille and wheels on this one, so I shall do the same to mine.

I will post pictures of my very own soon, just not yet. She isn't ready for the limelight.