…just can’t wait to get on the road again….wheeee…..my tires saw pavement again! First time since Tybee Island and did it feel great!
Well, dear reader, where have I been? Sigh…in good hands, but…sigh….So, I left Tybee Island in the tender loving care of Lon and Dave. Instead of having to squeeze into my box, I got to travel in-style, fully assembled in the trailer. Truly luxury. Lon dropped me and Edwin off at Bob’s in Crystal Lake where Bob did a full makeover. After that little episode on the Southern where I lost my right hand (brifter to you human readers), the human decided that I should trade in my lovely, albeit aging Campy parts for some sturdy, easily replaced by any bike shop Shimano equipment.
But, that wasn’t all of the makeover. When the humans came to pick us up, Bob changed up my saddle and handle bar configuration so that the human would be more comfortable and…here’s the best joke…faster…yeah…like that’ll ever happen with my human.
So, then…home I went, but it was now winter so I hung out in the basement while the human pedaled on the trainer and to and from work. A week or so ago I jumped into my box and was transported to Burlington to meet with Susan for the road trip to Tucson. Yep…no airplane baggage handlers for this pretty bike — into the PAC Tour van I went, handled with TLC. The human says it is so nice that Susan brings me down so that they don’t have to carry me, but, you know the best part? I come done in perfect shape…no wobbly wheels. Happy.
So today we toodled down the bike trail in Tucson…tomorrow we head to Sonoita and get to sleep where Secretariat slept…
Just can’t wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin’ music with my friends
And I can’t wait to get on the road again
And I can’t wait to get on the road again