Take me home, to the place...
Just got back from a whirlwind tour of the heartland in good ol' Nebraska. Weather wasn't the greatest, but we did manage to rustle up the local posse for a bike ride. Trails weren't rideable. A good snow and recent thaw had left mud everywhere the eye could see. We kept to gravel roads on the outskirts of town. They were still a bit soft but we managed to have a great ride as usual. Thirty miles of soft dirt. The privelege was all mine though. It was good to hang out and to ride with the Lincoln Crew.mg ponders life outside of town at a nearby lake/preserve.
a glimpse of sunlight at dusk. The first we saw all day.
Saturday was a real treat in itself. Morning with the regulars at the Mill was as good as ever. Sierra the crazy monkey woman was in full force, as was Zoe the grumpmaster. After downing a Moto Mocha, we powered over to the coolest shop in Linclon, Monkey Wrench Cycles. If you're ever in Lincoln, stop by and say hey to Nate
a brief look up from the cockpit at MWC.
Even though MWC has only been here a few years, they have the feel that the shop has been there a long time. Take note of the museum of bikes hanging from the wall.
After all that, it was finally good to get home and sleep in my own bed. We'll be back to the usual non holiday schedule next week, complete with a 7pm Tues ride. Monday the second day of 2006 might be good for bike ride, too. I will post more details on that as they emerge from the fog. All for now, thanks for readin'!