…while taking a keen interest in something or other.
This year, and for the first time, I ventured into snowy winter cycling. Like many people, I found the thought of it intimidating at first. Cold winds, glare ice, wipeouts, fogged glasses, frozen toes and frigid fingers all come to mind. However, cycling is not just a pleasure for me, it is my major form... Continue Reading →
This autumn, I managed to get out to Elk Island National Park twice, with two broad goals. First, I wanted to do some early morning photography, and secondly, I wanted to explore some ideas I've been having about using a mountain bike, not for ripping, shredding, or even bunny hopping, but as a means for... Continue Reading →
While at 60 I should be entering a more contemplative life, I recently made a purchase that has the potential to ruin that prospect. Cycling was one of my earliest passions, one that fell by the wayside for many years. It was resuscitated in 2019 with the purchase of a gravel bike, which helped bring... Continue Reading →
Rain's coming. I'm back from a morning cycle trip, taken before the forecast rain began. I've just been pondering the difference cycling has made in my life. At 58 years old, I can honestly say that I have probably never been fitter in the last 30 years. I have just cycled 32 km in... Continue Reading →
Lurching Toward Oblivion 