Monday

Again, this isn't me. Nor my pal Roy. But it could have been us at the PV golf outing today. Snow showers. Wind. Nothing good. Except that we only did nine holes. And Roy didn't play, being satisfied to just drive the cart. A truly forgettable experience.

Another little 17 miler yesterday out around DCC. There are some pot holes on Valley Drive that can swallow a cyclist.

My pal Pete did a ride in downtown Davenport yesterday and found several places that we had ridden on Saturday that had been claimed over night by the Mississippi. On the news this evening, they are saying that the downtown minor league park has also been surrounded by the waters. A photo must be available on the Internet.

My pal Jake's Pants had a hip replaced today. Another example of "the boys" getting old. And a cyclist friend/client riding in a competitive race over in IC this past weekend "lost it" going downhill at high speed. Ambulance. Over night in the hospital. Two broken vertebrae. Neck brace for six weeks. Cycling is a wonderful exercise if you keep yourself upright on the bike.

Hope everybody has a good week. Is a little warmer weather too much to ask?

BCOT