Busy, Busy, Busy

Wow! Been pretty much too busy to poop the last few weeks! So time on the bike has been hard won, as as for writing about biking? Forget it!
Most productive efforts have been on the fixie-commute to work. This has become an established twice a week routine (as hoped) and is continuing to kick my ass every which way - great stuff.
Night riding only happened once - Todd George and Yours Truly - nice two hour effort. George had gone easier on the pre-ride nourishment so there was a distinct lack of technicolor yawns (which is a good thing). Unfortunately I apparently had my "Mr Fallioff" head on so spent more time than really necessary picking my sorry arse up off Terra Firma than I would have liked. Rode some trails we haven't before - including the "Old Ridge Trail" from bottom of the water bar up! Whow nice climbing and then a short price of white blazed hike only trail. Rest of the ride on trails well travelled.
Weekend rides, not so much! Family commitments and then trip to the beach put paid to these for a couple of weeks! At the beach we tried to become the "Eco-friendly Bike Warrior" family by deciding to cycle everywhere rather than take the car - child # 2 is fine and dandy on her 24 inch wheeled Specialized Hot Rock, and Child # 3 is happy as a clam (most of the time) on her tag along behind her Dad (that'd be me) on my "super-cool" (notice a hint of sarcasm?) hybrid. MLW rented a beach cruiser and we were set. First day at the beach "sans" car and a huge bloody thunder storm rolls in!! By the time the "family Bollux" is rounded up and ensconced back on the bikes the rain is coming down in sheets! The three mile cycle back to the hotel is punctuated only by the complaints emanating from child #3! "Daddy I'm never going to be happy EVER again", "Daddy I think it's going to rain forever and we are all going to drown" - you get the idea! The rest of the day was spent watching Mother Nature put on one of her more spectacular shows! Hail the size of peas (in August?!) and lightening that you could literally hear fizzing as it streaked across the sky, one simultaneous thunder clap and lightening blot that made our chests reverberate was enough to send us scooting for the safety of our room and bed. And that would have been the end of the biking adventure - if the car hadn't decided to breakdown at that point! So despite the very vocal wishes of Child #3 the biking "Bollux-clan" was back on the road for the next day!
Back in Md and have managed to hit the trails just once more - nice ride with Sean - including a traverse of Mission Impossible, but generally I'm having little inclination to write about the same old trails at Patapsco - I feel the need for adventure. So it is good that in only a few weeks Sean and Yours Truly are heading off to deepest Va for a mtb-adventure!

Enough already!

DB