Now, with pictures…

I like the climbing rides. Roll out the door, start pedaling. Simple.
This time, instead of trying to make words, I brought pictures. Pictures are good.
(Or they would be good, if I’d bothered to bring my camera. But I didn’t. Instead, I give you furry, blurry cell photos. You never knew the world looked quite like this. Alien lenses. Or something.)

million dollar view, not-so million dollar cell phone

the road snakes upward
i especially like this part…

a cratered moonscape

the blue bike near the summit (such a poser)

the view commanded the islands
(they’re out there, i promise)

vertiginous

there’s a coke in the fridge
(or, at least there was…)