Working at a bike shop has some perks...the discounts and prodeals, shop tools, meeting people to ride with, etc. But this gig has a benefit that is unique: the shop is in an old feed store with a 3 story grain elevator that we occasionally get to throw stuff off of. The gig is a nice supplement to the contract work. I'm learning a ton and even got to rebuild my rear shock!
Sad and happy news for the bike. I had it in the stand to do a few adjustments and found a good size crack in the head tube. Then started looking around and found another in the bottom bracket shell. Sad to see it go. Now, I'm not posting this as a dig on a certain manufacturer out of Colorado; to the contrary, they stood behind it and had a replacement waiting for me the next day. It's a wonder that the poor frame lasted that long under my 190 pounds.
The finished product, good as new:
When I went to pick up the new frame I was met by this view. Holy Shmoley.
Made another trip to the Front Side for Mother's Day. Mom had another top done. It's not quilted yet...you have to contruct the blocks, sew them together, and then start quilting the top. Most sewers would take 9-12 months to do a project like this but she pumps out 3-4 a year. She's ridiculously talented.
Incredulous that I was actually imbibing, Matt snapped a photo during the first backyard BBQ of the year. You may know that I don't drink much - after living with gout for 15 years I'm always careful no matter how well the gout meds work.
Sam looking formidable. Wish that came in an adult size.
I made a quick trip to CB to say hello and check the PO Box...and revisit the winter that won't go away. 5" of snow in mid-May in town. Here's a pic of John, fully upright and mobile after a successful disc fusion surgery.
So there's some randomness for post #100. Time marches on. All is well. I have a bed to sleep in, a roof over my head (even if the landlord shut off the pilot light on the furnace), a sandwich and some grapenuts in my belly, trails to ride on, family and friends. I just finished a book set during the Great Depression and my perspective right now is one of gratitude. Times are thin for all of us, but it's also beautiful to see people spending less time stressing out about buying needless crap and spending time BBQ-ing, quilting, recreating, living, and loving. We're all going to make it...and we might just reconnect with our souls in the meantime!
