Part of me heads for the couch to take a nap… another part wants to ride a bike… today the bike won.

The Claud Butler is ready to return to Iowa after almost 10 years. I crossed the state four times on this bike; then a storm tossed it across a field. I put it into semi-retirement after that. But when you put over 5,000 miles on a bike you think…. why not another 1,000 and after this years ride across Iowa I will pass the 6,000 mile mark of use.
When former President Bush celebrated his 90th birthday with a parachute jump I wondered how smart that was? He can not walk but still likes jumping from planes. Then it occurred to me that being “mature” does not mean “dead”. Why not take “smart chances”… is it better to say “hey I’m 90 and in a wheel chair… better stop thinking about such things” or “why not!” At the end of the day you admire the man who decided to continue to dream such dreams and make them come true.
When the rubber meets the road… of something like that? At 300 miles the Brooks Cambium feels like it did at 12. Which is good and bad in its way. Right out of the box it felt like a leather brooks after several hundred miles; the leather gets better the more miles you put in. So far the Rubber stays the same.