Belated Thanksgiving Benediction

My daughter posted this on her Facebook page on Thanksgiving.



"I am thankful for who I am and who I am becoming.

I am thankful for the amazing people in my life who love me, support me, and inspire me.

I am thankful for where I am and the opportunities I have been blessed with.

I am thankful for an able, healthy body.

I am thankful to be a part of a community which encourages me to be the best person I can.

Even though there have been trying times this year, I have lead a charmed life and for that, I am grateful."



I couldn't have said it more eloquently.

End of Season

So, to burn off some of the Thanksgiving calories, the intrepid three (Paul, Stuart and the Hammer) set out on a journey second only to those of (the late) Sir Robert Falcon Scott and (the late) George Mallory in terms of sheer heroics, bravery and stupidity. Yes, in freezing temperatures we pedaled out from Rockwell Lane down the rail trail toward glory and destiny. Or New Paltz, whichever came first. To begin with, two words accurately describe the conditions on the first two miles of the trail: They suck. Ice choked potholes, slick mud patches, frozen crunchy spots, downed trees. Its at times like these that I really see the value of a mountain bike. Or an armored personnel carrier. Anyways, after the first two miles or so, the trail improves and it is better riding. We passed around Williams Lake and the really neat rock caves then out onto the Rosendale Trestle. The view up there is really stunning and went a long way towards making the ride worthwhile. We stopped for a bit and I snapped a few pics of Stuart, all done up in his full-cover face mask. It was reassuring to know that if we were gassed by the Assad regime, Stuart would have made it out to tell the story of our tragic fate. I swear, it was like biking with Darth Vader...

We pressed on for a few more miles below the trestle hoping to get to the bridge over the Walkill just north of New Paltz but the rapidly dropping sun told us otherwise. At 10 miles out we tried to consult the cell phone map but really couldn't get a fix on how far we were from the bridge so we prudently turned around and headed back. I thought it really sucked that the worst two miles of the trail lay at the very end when we would be tiredest and the sun would be gone. If only we were that lucky. We did pretty well up to the Rosendale Trestle then up towards Binnewater and Williams Lake but I got a bit dehydrated and had to call for time out to drink a bit and let the cramps pass. We set out for the home stretch with Rich starting to lose feeling ion his feet and toes so he sped up to try to get back to the car to warm his feet. At the same time, Stuart started having trouble keeping pace with me, a fact explained by the flat rear tire he had developed. The Hammer was out of sight and Stuart and I forged on slowly, the light fading none too slowly. AS we came upon the worst of the icy potholes Stuart and I decided to trade speed for safety and got off and walked for about a half mile. By now, Rich was starting to worry about us. After about a half mile the last mile of the trail seemed smooth enough to ride so, flat tire and all, we got back on. As we approached the end of the line, we could see the lights of Rich's car shining down the trail to guide us out. We dismounted, told rich of our misfortune on the trail and gave each other a warm round of hugs, chucks on the shoulders, laughs and general guy-oriented gestures.

It's been a great season. We've had great biking, good weather and excellent camaraderie.  Me, Burzine the Knife, Maletta the Hammer, Tommy Fishes, Scotty Dog and (Darth) Stuart have all made for a memorable summer and autumn. I only regret we did not make it to the bridge in New Paltz...

...I always felt it was a bridge too far.

******PHILLIPINES RELIEF RIDE!!!!*****

Hey

Lets try and do something good while having some fun as both the biking season winds down and the Thanksgiving Holiday begins. We all have such abundance in our lives and our cycling lives are just one manifestation of it: we have the time, the opportunity, the equipment, the locale, and, most importantly, the camaraderie and friendship that makes it all worthwhile. I think we could do a 25 - 30 mile ride on the Kingston-New Paltz rail trail over the Thanksgiving weekend (group consensus as to the day) and tap our friends to sponsor us. If we each get 5 people to do one dollar a mile we can raise a nice piece of change and donate it to Red Cross or Oxfam or something. If you are in, I suggest you post a note here and then refer family and friends to view it and leave their pledge as a comment, this way we can track it. Either way, lets go for a ride over that weekend - just as a way of saying 'Thanks".

Going Postal!!!

"Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds"  OK, so maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration but Richie the Hammer and I went out for a ride in some threatening, impending, potentially moist weather. Actually, it turned out pretty nice. We went out on the Kingston - New Paltz rail trail setting out from the trail head off Rockwell Lane. Down to Rosendale trestle and back. Nice ride.++++

********   NEXT - IMPORTANT - URGENT - READ THIS **********

Most of us are traveling between now and Thanksgiving. I propose one last really good ride before weather forces indoors for the season. I don't care what the route is and I am growing weary of being the denmother. YOU GUYS DECIDE - (this way I get a turn to bitch). I will be up in Ithaca on Thanksgiving itself but can do the other three days. Please bang heads and come up with something.

Upcoming Events

I need a "preview audience" for the talk I will be giving in Nashville the week after next. If anyone is willing it should only take about 15-20 minutes. Let me know if you can.

The second item is Hockey game friday night - I have four tickets (one for me, obviously); if anyone is in, let me know. Game time is 7:30 (I think). We could also combine both things if it would work.

Lastly, weather permitting maybe a ride this weekend?

If you can do any of these, let me know.

Shadow and Light

C'mon. This is just too beautiful.

Ashokan Reservoir - 10/27/13 - Late Afternoon

Had a good ride today out to 10 Mile Bridge and back. Me, Scott, Rich the Knife and new friend ("mate" in UK parlance) Stuart. It was sunny and breezy with a strong headwind across the dyke but it got calm once we were on 28A. We contemplated putting in for a stop at Snyder's Tavern but I was too scared - it's a really sinister looking place - Rich reminded me that it bears a strong semblance to the Bates Motel. Hard to beat afternoon - good weather, good ride, great companions.

Bicycle Archaeology News

Recently discovered evidence suggests that at the end of the last Ice Age a land bridge existed allowing early proto-hominids to cross from the Eurasian land mass to Woodstock...

...That explains so much....

Me at my best/Me at my worst...

Another thing I appreciate about my biking experience - it is another opportunity to look at myself and get some sense of the forces inside me that have shaped and continued to shape me (and by that I am NOT referring to pizza). During my Saturday morning ride with The Hammer I got those glimpses of things within me that are both good and not so good. I had started the ride with a definite agenda which was to make it past the Olive Library and out to Snyder's Tavern (scary place!!!). This is a prime example of my goal-setting/goal achieving/task oriented self. Now, in many respects these are good qualities, but in my case, they are often taken to the extreme. I become solely focused on the goal and lose sight of it's meaning. And so we set off on a lovely fall morning, out across the dyke and up 28A until we got to Snyder's. I could have been content there, goal being met, to turn around, mentally putting a little "check" in my goal list for the day. But the day was beautiful, the sun was bright, my legs felt strong, and Rich's company was delightful,so we pressed on, now, without a specific goal. We were just cruising to see what lay up around the next turn. We eventually pedaled out onto the bridge where the views were just "gorgeous". We stopped for a few minutes, took a couple of photos and just took in the morning. Here is my better self emerging. Learning to relax and savor the moment, not the task. However, it was quite comforting to note that the bridge marked exactly the ten mile mark from the Frying Pan. So, not only was my task oriented creature satisfied, but the "Ten Mile Bridge" got it's name. On the return leg, out of a sense of curiosity, not a need to log distance, we turned right at the sign that say "Sundown/Grahamsville" and went up what I believe is Watson Hollow Road. Now, we were just "splorin" - riding comfortably, looking at the scenery, taking it ll in.I figured we would turn around when the climbing started to get seriously steep but that never really happened. We just kept gradually climbing for a few miles until, by mutual decree, we decided to turn around and head back. It was only when we got back to the cars that I indulged my inner goalie and asked Hammer for the mileage - 25 miles. A good days ride. Then I went home and promptly reviewed our route on GoogleEarth to check the vertical climb we made while splorin. All of 250 vertical feet. Oh well, progress...not perfection.
Goodnight Gang.

This Weekend

Quick note - reminder - Saturday afternoon evening Dinner and Hockey game to celebrate Rich's successful completion of Seashore Century ride. I suggest we leave here around 4 pm or so and head up to Albany/Troy area and we consider the following venues for dinner: Jose Malones Irish-Mexican Pub, Dinosaur Barbeque (both in Troy) or New World Bistro (Albany).

Second - season is winding down fast now - dark by 6:30. I was out last night and by 6:40 I was heading back in the very dark. How about a long ride for Sunday afternoon around 1 pm? Keep it in mind.

What a day!

Slept in a bit this morning and missed saying "goodbye" to Gail before she left for Florida. My bad, baby, I Love You.( Hopefully you arrive in one piece to read this). Saturday morning ride with the Hammer, really just an outing in the country on a beautiful day. Just the drive up to the reservoir was stunning - fog over the fields being burned away by early morning sunshine. Starting from the Frying Pan out across the dykeway and up 28A, past the library, past Snyders Tavern and out to the bridge which marks exactly 10 miles out. The bridge spans a modest gorge with beautiful views up and downstream. Took a few photos then turned around. heading back we took a little detour up the road marked "Grahamsville/Sundown". What a beautiful little side trip - gradual ascent past upland farms, meadows, barns, streams and all the other things that make living in the country the only life I would ever want. Feast your eyes!!! The run back down was fairly quick, then back out 28A, across the dyke then home to the Frying Pan. Surprisingly it was a solid 25 mile ride. Got home feeling like there was electricity running through me. Finish it off with a "healthy lunch" from the farm stand and then...
...a nap!!!

Morning Fields

Sunrise

Beautiful Willow

Ten Mile Bridge - Looking Northwest

Ten Mile Bridge - Looking Southeast

Healthy Lunch.Mmmm...delicious!

Autumn in the Catskills

The days are growing shorter and it is hard to believe that we could get out to the reservoir at 6:30 and still have lots of time for a ride just a few short weeks ago. The trade off is that the mountains are wearing their fall colors now and for just a very brief time they are in their glory. Here are a few glimpses from this week.

 

 

Gatehouse at West End of Dyke, aka The Fire

View along the dykeway

Shadows on the trees - Me and Rich M. are the shadows

Sunset over the Mountain

Twilight Colors - Unreal 10/9/13 at 6:30 pm

Evening Arrives

Seagull Century 2013

Well...the century is complete, 100 miles...and for the first time i think it is a long way to pedal.....

103.11 to be more specific.....but this ride was not for me , nor about me...it is and was for others...some are still here , and fighting , and others have gone , and it is their memory and their honor that drives me , and sustained me at various points on the ride ....

    This year we rode for one of our corporate team members wife...Ellie Teachout, who has been battling , a primary tumor , complicated by a secondary diagnosis of lymphoma....UGH...but she continues to fight , and endure and go on....     

so......I pedaled......and rode ...and rode ...and rode....but not alone....I am part of a team, actually on event day , three teams....one - The Leukemia and Lymphoma Society, Team Flex which is a part of the subset of LLS groups, and finally our corporate group...

I am proud that as this is our 4th year riding for this cause we have topped over $200K raised through the generosity of friends , family and colleagues.

But this ride had its fun......

and it's pain.......

and it's.....ICE CREAM !!!!!!! at mile 85

i must confess, pie and ice cream never tasted so good....and after riding 85 miles on a long hot day , i knew nothing would stop me from completing the last 15....not when I had a purpose......so...it was there....the finish

after that the first thing I wanted was ...a beer , and a burger......without shame, without guilt, I just needed the carbs and the FAT....and it was good.....but i needed more ....i needed ...

rest

until the next moring ...when it was clear i needed the three things needed by all aging cyclists after a long hard day....

however there is one last thing i need to say ...and that is THANK YOU....to my cycling buddies Paul and Rich....if it were not for your support and encouragement and mocking of my unique cycling fashion sense , I would not have been ready for this ride and would not have safely been able to complete this ride, because my mission , and the teams' mission is not complete as long as blood cancers continue to afflict one single person!!!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Moments sublime

Well, as the weather yesterday and today has been lousy I have been sidelined and realize two things. One, that our season is rapidly winding down and two, how fortunate we have been these past two months with warm sunny days that have allowed us to ride almost every day. One of the humorous things I found myself thinking about was learning about the traffic circle bypass. This is the arc of paved pathway on the south side of the thruway circle that extends from Washington Avenue around to Route 28 where it passes over the Thruway. The irony is that, the first time Rich Burzine and I went out for a ride together in late July we had agreed to meet at "the Hurley Rail Trail". Now, in my mind, this was the parking lot at the south end of the trail on 209 where it turns into the woods. Rich, for some unknown reason, thought I meant that piece of paving near the circle. We sat at our respective sites waiting for each other for about 15 minutes before one of us called the other. Rich told me where he was and, while I really was not sure what this part of "the Trail" looked like, I drove up and met him in the commuter parking lot. We got on our bikes, crossed Washington Avenue, and rode the full length of that "trail" which is about a tenth of a mile. Then nothing. WTF?!?!? What is this thing we asked? What kind of a moron builds a useless strip of bike path connecting nothing to nowhere anyhow? We rode back to our cars, packed our bikes and went down to the lot on 209 and went for our first ride together not thinking any more about that path. It was only the week before last when Rich Maletta and I tried out a new route from the Hurley Four Corners up Hurley Avenue out Washington intending to go out Route 28 to Hurley Mountain Road. I became a little nervous about how we, on bikes, would navigate the traffic circle which would be a challenge, not just for the obvious reason of traffic whipping around it, but the fact that it is actually modestly uphill as well. I was about to ask Rich how to do this when the purpose of that "useless" trail became brilliantly clear. It was a path for bikes and pedestrians to avoid an extremely hazardous (read "insane to even consider trying") maneuver. I told Rich to follow me and we made an uneventful crossing of the circle. I further realized that for our purposes it was best to stay on the left side of Washington Avenue, traverse the bypass path and remain on the left side shoulder of 28 right up to Kenco avoiding four crossings of Washington Avenue/Route 28. My riding had come "full circle".

Annual Dues

Rich, I almost forgot - your annual dues for Bicycle Mafia is overdue. 2013 fees are $34 500. please send a check made out to cash. I'll take care of the renewal details...

The Hammer Puts it Down!!!

Congratulations to one of our own, Rich "The Hammer" Maletta who completed the 100 mile Century Ride in Maryland yesterday. In addition, he raised over $35 000 for cancer. You are awesome and inspire us all. Keep it going, Bro. Maybe we'll all join you next year. Lets see some pics of the day, please.

Training with The Hammer

Got out Saturday and today with The Hammer to help him train for the century ride in Maryland this coming weekend. In my opinion, I think he's coming along pretty well. We tried a new loop Saturday: Starting at the Four Corners in Hurley, out to Hurley Mountain Road then south until it ends in a T-bone, then left up to Rt 209 the south on 209 to Cottekill Road, past UCCC then back to Hurley along the rail trail. The trail was a little tough for Hammer's street bike, but he made it. Today we altered it by starting at Four Corners then north up Hurley Avenue into Kingston, then out Washington Avenue to Rt 28 to Hurley Mountain Road. South again on Hurley Mountain Road until it ends in the T-intersection. Hammer didn't want to run the rail trail this close to his big ride so we turned it around and headed back up Hurley Mountain Road and back to Four corners. Good rides.

Assuming he returns to us alive and in one piece, I propose a celebratory "Bike Boys Night at the Hockey Game" on Saturday, October 19th. RPI vs Sacred Heart. I got 4 tickets - just bring the bodies; if more people want  to go, let me know as early as possible so I can buy the needed tix.

Rich, we'll be pulling for you...

... from our recliners in the backyard :-)

Late in the evening

Yep ! those who show up late get left behind, sorry. I knew where I was, I just wasn't where they were.
Got to spend some time looking for Paul and Scott, didn't find them at Broadhead road but still had a good ride.
Very true , how quick the seasons change, Great afternoon light on the ride out, but to quote the great
Yogi  Berra " It gets late early out there now"

Saturday's Big boys adventure

As Paulie so eloquently put it , we were off on first "big boy" adventure after 2 months of "extreme training" .
8:00 am shined bright and warm , a slight breeze , and the whispering sound of  a grown man softly sobbing, " he's out of his mind, we can't do this!"
But despite better judgment and forethought, off we went in a blaze of glory , wearing our shiny new helmets and tanked up on Paulie's personal rocket fuel ( rumored to be made from floor sweeping , reclaimed yak hair , and some stuff he pulled out of the laundry drain, at least that's what it  tasted like  anyway ) .
I argued that just because it came out of the swamp behind his house, it doesn't make it "all natural"

 But anyway , threatened with the thought of another swig, I rode off in a blaze of glory !!!

OK, more like " I can't believe I'm doing this.... they'll find my bloated carcass somewhere on Albany ave". But encouraged by Paul warm demeanor and threats that he'd call one of his Italian cousins , I persevered .
Over all it was a lot of fun, I felt like I was a Kid again , alone , scared , cold , aching joints, threatened by drag racing squirrels, falling leaves and honking cars, wishing that I was home in my pajamas eating cereal, while watching Saturday morning cartoon like a normal Kid would have done .
But all said , by mile 10 the joints had eased the numbness left the hands, and I really started to enjoy the ride.
Making to Saugerties to see the sight of the Mobile gas station was a dream come true.
Seeing Paul picking through the donated clothes bin, was well .......  
 Coming back , Kings Highway was a breeze , no I mean literally a breeze , freakin head winds for about 3.5 miles back to Lake Katrine. Yet all in all it was a great ride.

That is until.....
We approached " the Hill of Death" aka Hillside Terrace Kingston New York  .
Yes I'm sure, the Rockys, the Smokey mountains of the south and Mount Fuji are spectacular , and they are all accessible by CAR !!!!!
Old Men should never tackle a 40 degree rise in grade over one mile after riding 27 miles.
Similar to petting a rabid dog, have a staring contest with a hooded cobra, hugging the third rail of  a subway line or drinking another dose of "Pagnozzi  root juice. There are things one should not attempt over the age of 50 !
But I must say with Paul's unending encouragement , I made it up the hill and all the way up my drive way.
I was greeted with cheers from my loving family, and collapsed on the driveway ,warmed the noon sun and gently faded to rest , while I watched 3 turkey vultures circle above my head .



 
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Scrambled Eggs

Yes. Scrambled eggs. That's what I was talking about. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

P.

Evening Ride

Got out around the reservoir for a ride this evening with Scotty Dog; we were waiting for the Knife to show and kept going out then heading back to the Frying Pan to see if he had arrived. First we went to the Fire and back and then we went down and to the left to the bridge over the spillway race. We went back to the Frying Pan and then out to Winchell's Corners. We finally made our way back and found his car on the circle and he had gone out to Brodhead Road. These things happen. I am amazed how quickly the weather is changing and the days are shortening. Went to the closet this past weekend to find something light to wear and did not think I had a windbreaker or something equally light yet protective. Luckily, my Mom had bought me a sweet LL Bean windbreaker last year for my birthday - absolutely perfect - lightweight, more of just a thin shell, easy and small to fold, water resistant. Way to go, Mom. You Rock!!
I really love the opportunity for conversation that come during rides. Yeah, lots of laughs but also serious stuff, and plenty of info/learning, too. I am grateful for these hours. I'll be there tomorrow around 5:30 or 6.

Paulie

The Mountains around the Ashokan Reservoir

These are the mountains ringing the Ashokan reservoir where we often ride. From top to bottom the photos (taken from an old packet of postcards) the views are from left to right (or southwest to northeast as one stands on the dyke and looks west). Gorgeous.

Condolences

Condolences to Rich (the Hammer) Maletta on your loss. Our prayers are with you and your family.

Stretching Out...

So, Ritchie the Knife and I decided to try to go for (what for us is) a bit of distance with a ride to Saugerties and back. In terms of preparation, we each got up around 7am Saturday. Like the prizefighters of old I refrained from one of my favorite morning activities so as not to deplete my "vital energies" before the ride. We got underway from the Knife's house (inconveniently located on HILLSIDE Terrace) and made our way through uptown Kingston. We went up Manor Avenue and the back roads by the armory to avoid the traffic on Albany and Ulster Avenues. We proceeded up Neighborhood Road out to Lake Katrine then picked up Kings Highway. From there it was a pretty straight shot through Mount Marion and up to Saugerties. We stopped to refuel and take in some of the sights (see photos) then headed back. We picked up a bit of a headwind which really put the hurt on us but what really killed our sorry asses was the last mile busting our humps UP Hillf*#@kingside Terrace. But, we did it. 28 miles. Our first "Big Boy Ride". Yes, basically something we did in 8th grade. Oh well, that's what age does for you. Just happy to say we did it. We were back by 11am and had plenty of time left for more adventures, but I'll let the Knife tell you about those.

Smiles

Paulie

Weekend schedule

Weather permitting I would like to try something a little longer, distance-wise. How about trying Kingston to Saugerties round trip, leaving early saturday morning and home by 11 am? Sunday in the afternoon?

Midday afternoon ride in Troy

Had time between class and afternoon research planning session. Went for a ride in the Troy - East Greenbush area. Rode  for about 13 miles, past my daughters old school, Emma Willard and other places in the neighborhood. Pretty hilly with both long, gentle slopes and fairly short steep ones.  As I rode I was mindful of some of the lessons I have already learned from riding - some of them from the people I am riding with and some just from the ride itself. I was particularly struck by the fact that it's pretty difficult to predict just how tough a hill is going to be.  A lot goes into it (no pun intended) but I think one of the most important things is to not really look too much at the hill. Just go at it and keep pushing. It's really only when you look at it and tell yourself you can't do it that you fail.

Hope to see you tomorrow at the Frying Pan at 5:30

Paulie

Welcome to the blog Knifeman

Yeah, it was another beautiful evening ride. Getting cool now. May need a windbreaker and Maletta-style leg cozies. Good on the ride, great in the bedroom!!!!

Ok , looks like Paulie Four eyes finally got me on the blog.
Took a ride tonight with Paulie 11 miles total with a nice head wind on the way back ! ( way to burn extra calories without having to any bike farther)
No Ride for me tomorrow, off for my biannual tune up , hope to put a smile on Dr. D's face now that I'm out riding.
Wednesday looks good for me after 4:30  !!  

Next few days for me

Got back from Ithaca around 5:30 pm. Stiff from too many hours in the car and sore from climbing the hills and stairs of Cornell, sometimes wearing my trademark cowboy boots (thanks goodness we missed climbing to the top of the Bell Tower by seconds - two hundred some-odd stairs wearing those boots...). Threw bike in back and headed up to reservoir. Awesomely beautiful evening - sun was setting in the west and as the ride went on it sunk completely out of sight, while the 3/4 full moon rose in the east, wind was gentle but cool. A gift to be there. Rode for 10 miles then called it a night and drove home.

Next few days for me

Monday -  available from 2 pm until evening
Tuesday - no go - up in Troy all day (I will try to find a place to ride up there; if anyone knows a good ride in the Albany area do tell).
Wednesday - available from ~ 4 pm until eveing
Thursday - 2 pm until 6:30 pm
Friday - 4 pm until 7:00 pm

I have been mentally cataloging the routes we have been riding based on the length of the route and using commonly referenced landmarks. For instance, the east end parking circle where we usually begin is commonly known as "the Frying Pan" and I have come to think of one pass across the top of the dyke road and back as "Route I". I like to think that, if the east end lot i" the Frying Pan", the west end lot on 28A is "the Fire", so that one circuit of Route I takes you from the Frying Pan to the Fire and back. I will post my "taxonomy of routes" later this week.

Peace

Four-Eyes

Well I got out yesterday and got to Athens and still felt pretty good , so I continued up the river road to Coxsackie.....it was a beautiful day and I was glad I slathered up with my chamois butter ....

I caught a great tailwind out of Coxsackie and headed on home .......

I think it was a little longer than I intended to ride , but I'm glad I did it .....somewhere between 70 and 80 miles I think........

Maryland , ......... I'm ready !!!!!

Thought I'd give you all a picture of our team from last year......We were in Lake Tahoe to ride the 100 mile loop around the lake with an extension into Truckee, it's very beautiful there , the real beauty is riding for a cause , a purpose , for me and for the rest of this team , it's to experience silly cycling pain in an effort to raise funds and find a sense of solidarity with cancer patients. In our case patients with blood born cancers , we ride to raise money for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society..and I love it !!!!

Our team has raised over $150k in the last three years and we are still at it ........ Well ....Here's to this year at Marylands Eastern Shore .......

Hot & Humid

Wednesday September 11th

Rich the Knife and I got out for a short ride just ahead of the bad weather. Lots of gnats - ewww. I will be away until Monday September 16th. Carry on guys.

Ashokan Views August 2013

Old Men on Bikes

Welcome to the blog page for the Bicycle Mafia of the Catskills. This is our bulletin board for daily rides.
I will be out there  Wednesday at or after 5:30. Hope the Hammer and the Knife can join me. I'm pretty sure Tommy Fishes is busy.

Paulie 4-eyes