Cycling
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A causal dumping ground
Say you’ve got a bunch of garbage to get rid of; why not just throw it on the side of the bike path! Some people have no class. There is an old video game behind all of the above trash.
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The long ride
Yesterday, for no particular reason, I decided to go on a long bike ride. I originally wanted to just see where Ponce de Leon Road ended, but the countryside was so pleasant and the roads to bikeable that I decided to set a personal record. I wound up going 25 miles out to Conyers on a very pleasant day. My total mileage was 50.5 miles, in about three and a half hours. Surprisingly I’m not that tired today.
On the way to Conyers, I passed through Lithonia, which contains a store containing some form of Christian/Voodoo items (from what I could tell). The images below are of the front window of the store.
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My first half century
I rode from my house to Conyers today (and back). It wound up being over 50 miles, which is a new record for me. I’m exhausted; it was fun though. More details later.
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30 miles
I decide to wreak my lonerism on the Georgia road system today and wind up going 30 miles; a personal best for the year. I also cracked 35 miles an hour on one downhill portion of the trek.
I rode to Stone Mountain and from there to Gwinnett county (Norcross I think) on Mountain Industrial, which changes names to Jimmy Carter Boulevard at some point.
I do NOT reccomend that particular route. Once you pass through Tucker the traffic gets quite scary in terms of both drivers and the actual roadway. I was the only biker I saw in the Gwinnett country portion of the journey.
The top picture was where I turned, it was some exit off of I-85. The low picture is sort of Easter-y I suppose.
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Blood and guts edition
Yesterday I decide to go on a lovely bike ride. I go a bit further than I normally do, and on the way back I almost run over a cutting knife placed edge up on the bike path. I would presume it was placed there deliberately.I pick up the knife and take it to the Clarkston police station, which was only about 100 yards away. I hand it to the cop (yes, I did walk up to a cop while holding a knife. He seemed cool with it.), tell him the story and he thanks me for doing it. All was good.
Then, while passing a jogger on the path, I misjudge the amount of room I have to work with by about half an inch and greet the ground at 15 miles an hour, landing knee, shoulder and head. Happily I was wearing a helmet at the time, otherwise I would have had to go to the hospital. I wound up having bad road rash on my leg, some shoulder bruising some minor neck pain/stiffness.
I took some photos of the blood and what not, but they turned out really blurry and I’m not going to post them.
That was my day.
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Ouch
So, I finally fell off the bike. I forgot I was clipped in after I came to a stop and wound up jamming my arm a bit. Hopefully it will be better tomorrow.
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Feeling the Burn
Today Mark, Emily and I rode at little over 30 miles in the 90 plus heat. While it was a good and needed ride it was very taxing on the system and produced a very dramatic sunburn (happily only on my arms).
The Wrist
The Elbow
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Unexpected to see
I came across this odd site yesterday while biking on my usual route. I don’t remember seeing any of this before, either the dumpster or the garbage, thought I think there is usually more underbrush in this area. Behind the wheelchair was a poster for Terminator 2, which came out in the early 90s.
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A most amusing conversation
Searching Far And Wide For Cycling Companion
It all sounds so innocent doesn’t’ it? Somehow a conversation about adjectives in classified ads goes from helpful advice to personal threats to 9-11 conspiracy theories in a mere 19 posts. HT: The Agitator