Impermanence

Ugh. i have yet to sort & edit the pics i saved in my computer- i lost so many when my old desktop crashed, so i really do not trust any electronic device or memory storage, but hate to get buried in paper & physical artifacts. Last night i threw out a large box of old photos of my late ex's family. i don't know why i (or she) had kept them- maybe because i imagined her surviving sibling or our daughter may have wanted them... but since my ex & her brother were both adopted, they really had no connexion to those people- even as ghosts, neither did i, and my daughter didn't seem to want them either. There's an album of old family pics my late brother kept and despite my urgings he never got around to listing for me who exactly everyone was (our grandparents and many aunts, uncles, & cousins were dead before i was born. only my siblings ever knew them.) i have not yet brought myself to look at them since i inherited that archive. It may be best to accept the Principle of Impermanence and let go, but it's not easy.

Too nice a day to stay inside...

i could only listen for so long to the Impeachment Hearings this morning, so i pulled Tarkus out and took a spin 'round the local forest preserve.

Except for the oaks, the trees are bare. i rode along mostly on the unpaved paths & trails through the woods, occasionally meeting fat bike riders going in the other direction.

About a mile or two along, i encountered a long stretch of deep mud. Tarkus is shod with road tyres, so riding wasn't an option- my meager cyclocross skills have long since gone. Tracks showed that dozens of riders had recently & gleefully ridden through the mires & boggy grounds. i opted for shank's mare.

Tarkus, the sledding hill, the pond beyond,
and possibly the last pay phone in Cook County.

Eventually i returned to the asphalt-  there's about a mile or so of semi-abandoned roadway in the woods- and then back to the village trails home.

It's been a rough year for me as far a cycling goes. To add to it all was a dramatically torn hamstring back in September, but today's was a good early recovery ride- unfortunately only about the fourth ride i've taken since Labour Day.

And no, this blog hasn't gone zombie, it's just been a crazy year.

More soon.

-VSR.

Adieu, Pou-Pou.

                                                           R.I.P. Raymond Poulidor

                                          Raymond Poulidor, 15.04.1936 - 13.11.2019

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LABOUR DAY

                                     Enjoy the weekend, brought to you by organised Labour

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                                                                                                                          V.S.R.

Addio Felice

                              R.I.P. Felice Gimondi cyclist,

                        29 September 1942 - 16 August 2019

Tour de France, 1975

                                                                                                                                                                                     

Happy May Day all ye workers!

The people's flag is deepest red
It shrouded oft our martyred dead
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold
Their hearts' blood dyed to every fold

 

Then raise the scarlet standard high
Beneath its folds we'll live and die
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer
We'll keep the red flag flying here

 

It waved above our infant might
When all ahead seemed dark as night
It witnessed many a deed and vow
We must not change its colour now

 

Then raise the scarlet standard high
Beneath its folds we'll live and die
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer
We'll keep the red flag flying here

 

It well recalls the triumphs past
It gives the hope of peace at last
The banner bright, the symbol plain
Of human right and human gain

 

Then raise the scarlet standard high
Beneath its folds we'll live and die
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer
We'll keep the red flag flying here

 

It suits today the meek and base
Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place
To cringe beneath the rich man's frown
And haul that sacred emblem down

 

Then raise the scarlet standard high
Beneath its folds we'll live and die
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer
We'll keep the red flag flying here

 

With heads uncovered swear we all
To bare it onward till we fall
Come dungeons dark or gallows grim
This song shall be our parting hymn

 

Then raise the scarlet standard high
Beneath its folds we'll live and die
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer
We'll keep the red flag flying here

 

Words: Jim Connell Music: "The White Cockade"

And this is why there's a pre-ride...

In a few days Great Lakes Randonneurs will run the Barrington Boomerang 200Km brevet.

The ride leaves from downtown Barrington and winds through the towns of Crystal Lake, Woodstock, Hebron, Walworth, and turns back at Darien, WI. It's a simple out-and-back course that's flat-to-rolling. i'm feeling a bit like a mother hen largely because most of the route follows one of my favourite rides, and i had a hand in laying it out for the brevet.

Rawson Bridge Rd.

Buddhist Temple, Woodstock, IL

Christian Science church, across  the street from the Buddhist temple.

Pride of Hebron! They've repainted it since this picture- it looks shiny and nice now.

The Great Corn Desert, past Hebron. Presently the fields are bare.

The route beyond Walworth was unfamiliar to me. We laid it out on the google maps and on Ride with GPS last fall, picking out what looked like the best and safest route to Darien.

i've been a bit under the weather lately and so far have been unable to ride a full 200Km, so last Thursday, i took a drive along the route to survey the roads and check the accuracy of the cue sheet.

All looked good and went well as far as Walworth, where i stopped for lunch at one of my favourite roadside eateries:

After lunch, i headed back out. Again, all was well until at kilometer 99 i encountered this:

Whoa! Mandatory dismount!

And this:

But on the other side...

...it didn't say nothin'...

...in either direction. Mind the guardrails!

A closer look at the satellite images on the google does show the barricades. We missed it. i don't know when this road was closed, but judging from the broken rails and broken beer bottles on the pavement, i'd say it's been a local party hangout for a few years now.

The railway it spans is the same one that has another closed bridge along another GLR route. My guess is that Walworth County and the railroad are in a spitting contest over bridge repairs. If i lived along either of those roads, i'd be very unhappy about the situation!

Not sure we'll keep this road on the route. The rando spirit in me says cross it anyway- just carefully walk the bikes across. i don't think there's any risk that the local residents will care, and besides, forgiveness is easier to get than permission.

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Last Thursday was sunny most of the day and it was near 70F. It would've been a nearly perfect day to ride if i were able to do so. Today, a clubmate who'll be working with me on the brevet intended a solo pre-ride. i hope she left early and got back before things looked like this:

Oh yeah, Spring in the Midwest!

As of yet, it's still coming down!

Well, god put it there, and god can take it away. i've put the snow shovel away for the season.

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And Postscript, This just in: Today's pre-ride came off safely with our plucky rider wisely abandoning inbound at Km.160 in Woodstock and taking the train back in.
 Chapeau!

                                                                                                          -VSR.

3 Speed Days

Monday and Tuesday were 3 speed days....

'67 Robin Hood, '71 Raleigh Sports. We keep 'em rollin'.

A leisurely commute, a slow roll through the neighbourhood, errand or two knocked out...

And a shakedown ride in preparation for next month's Lake Pepin 3 Speed Tour.

 It's all good.

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                                                                                                                                         -VSR.

Wonder if it's thawed out yet...

Another casualty of winter...

Early last month, Omaha, NE.

                                                      (Meant to post this earlier, but forgot.)
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                                                                                                                     Trying to get warm again,

                                                                                                                                      -VSR.

Hints of Spring and Winter's Casualties

Sunshine, a touch of warmth, the piles of blackened snow on the curbs are shrinking.

The first shoots of daffodils in the garden...

Mother Nature is relentless.

The squawking of the Sandhill Cranes fills the air, dozens of northbound flocks high overhead...

One less wool jersey in my layers...

The pavements broken from snow plows and frost lift...

Sharing the rack with a forgotten bike.

Will it ever roll again?

probably not...

                                             Still waiting for the crocuses... Spring any day now.
                                                                
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                                                                                                                     VSR.

Harry S Truman

"Scare words"

Socialism is a scare word they have hurled at every advance the people have made in the last 20 years.
Socialism is what they called public power.
Socialism is what they called social security.
Socialism is what they called farm price supports.
Socialism is what they called bank deposit insurance.
Socialism is what they called the growth of free and independent labor organizations.
Socialism is their name for almost anything that helps all the people.
When the Republican candidate inscribes the slogan “Down With Socialism” on the banner of his “great crusade,” that is really not what he means at all.

What he really means is, “Down with Progress" ... That is what he means.

                                                                               -H.S T. 10/10/1952
                                                                                                            (emphases mine)

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                                                                                         VSR

Dancing the Dance

(Grafitto, Viroqua, WI)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Berlin had one

And the President wants one just like it...

Built by the army.

 

                                                  So how did that work out for them?


                                      A 15th century solution for a 21st century problem?


                                            Couldn't he find a better use for $5 Billion?

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                                                                                                           -VSR.

de Gaulle

Patriotism is when love of your own people comes first; nationalism, when hate for people other than your own comes first.

                                                                                                                                 -Charles de Gaulle.

Ignorance

"Emmanuel Macron suggests building its own army to protect Europe against the U.S., China and Russia. But it was Germany in World Wars One & Two - How did that work out for France? They were starting to learn German in Paris before the U.S. came along. Pay for NATO or not!"

-Donald J. Trump.

Patriotism

"...You know, they have a word. It sort of became old-fashioned. It's called a nationalist. And I say, really, we're not supposed to use that word. You know what I am? I'm a nationalist, OK? I'm a nationalist.

"Nationalist. Nothing -- use that word. Use that word."

 -Donald J. Trump.
                     

“Patriotism is the exact opposite of nationalism. Nationalism is a betrayal of patriotism. By saying our interests come first, who cares about the others, we erase what a nation holds dearest, what gives it life, what makes it great and what is essential: its moral values.”

-Emmanuel Macron.

And the guns fell silent...

100 years ago today, at the 11th hour,of  the 11th day, of the 11th month, the Western Front fell silent.

That is not to say the Peace broke out throughout Europe,

                                                       but on the Western Front, that day,

                                                                                               the guns finally fell silent.




"They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old; Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    (R.L.Binyon, from  "For the Fallen")

   

                                                                   
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                                                                   (repost from 11/11/17)

 Today is Veteran's Day. In the US, the day will be officially observed tomorrow; Banks will be closed, as will some schools, there will be no mail delivery, some other folks will have the day off, some stores may have holiday sales, and perhaps some people will remember to display the flag.

    How many will remember that 11 November was once known as Armistice Day? Or Why?



                                                                                                                                        VSR.