Yes, I am still here and still riding, although, as you can see from the mileage log over there, nowhere near as much as before. There are reasons (and not excuses). So much has changed in the past few months, from losing the job at the place I spent 39 years working at, to almost immediately finding a far better job someplace else (and questioning why I spent so much time with, uh, losers), and so much more... Blogging has not been high on the list of things for me to do. I have kept riding, though, except for that brief period when my health insurance lapsed while I was between jobs. It is the one constant. Maybe, as things finally settle, I can relay the things that have happened lately. Sometimes I have to pinch myself to make sure I am not dreaming all of this.
Anyway, that slightly strange looking guy up there - he's a Cicada. He, and his relatives emerge every 13 years to do, well, whatever insects that sleep for thirteen years do -PARTY, I'd imagine. But, what they also do , when you hit them while riding a bike, is HURT, as I discovered multiple times today.
Later....
