biking

Over 110 people turned out for Saturday’s Seattle Randonneur 100k Populaire, nearly double the attendance for last year’ event. The day’s totals: 65.8 miles, 2,980′ elevation gain, five Clif bars, a muffin, and tall mocha. We started at the Red Hook Brewery, in Woodinville. I don’t think anyone has actually asked for permission for us […]

Today’s dinner… Chicken Marsala — takes about half an hour to make, with minimal interaction. Feeds three. 1/4 C Flour 1 t paprika 2 skinless, boneless, featherless chicken breasts 2 T canola oil 3/4 C marsala 3/4 C chicken stock, skim fat from top 2 t lemon juice 3/4 pound crimini mushrooms, sliced thinly 1/2

This was the helmet hair I had after finishing Chilly Hilly 2005. While I’m not complaining about the visual distortion suggesting there’s more than I really have, the snippet is representative of how the rest of my body felt at the end of the ride. Tired. I know why, too. By ride time last year,

I worked on a customer proposal all weekend — even Columbus Day holiday — and needed a physical and mental break. We have a high pressure system moving through this week. (High pressure == good weather) It doesn’t make up for an icky September, but it is opportunity enough to spend all day biking I

Sunday had glorious weather for the annual Kitsap Color Classic (map, cue), the “Oh my, the cycling season’s over already?” ride. The ride has three loops, Hansville (red, 25 miles), Poulsbo (yellow, 36 miles), and Indianola (green, 14 miles). I did the Hansville and Indianola loops plus a few side roads, making this a 43

The route description for Sunday’s populaire posed a simple question, written by a master of understatement: Really, how bad can a ride of 110 km with just 7 little hills really be? In fact, the climbs make up only about 8 miles/13 km of this 110 km ride – the rest is flat or gently

Smile or grimace? Why the hell am I doing this? I kept asking myself this question throughout most of the first day of Rain-Soaked Venture Pedaling R.S.V.P.. (For a more optimistic take, view Claire Petersky’s summary.) Day 1: 106.9 miles Seattle to Bellingham Day 2a: 21.8 miles (Bellingham to the border) Day 2b: 56.9 miles

(Continued from Part 1, (Map, annotated altitude Profile, Preride Guide) Twelve Monkeys beware! The early morning ride through the university district wasn’t as harrowing as I’ve come to expect. It would have been shorter, too, except when I crossed the Eastgate bridge, my mirror fell off. The distraction was enough that I missed a left