Monday, December 26, 2011

Not So Epic Wednesday?

It's a long way to the top if you want to rock and roll.  Twice as far if you're sick.  And four times as far as that if it's raining. 
suffer.  breathe.  hack.  snort.  spit.  repeat. 
We've all heard of Christmas in July, but having July at Christmas has been sort of a treat.  It was 67 radical, luscious degrees to ring in the winter solstice.  Now, though, 36 hours from the trans county point to point, and the maw of winter is upon us at exactly the wrong time.  An epic day of rain looms tomorrow, 1 - 2 inches, or more, falling into the wee hours of Wednesday AM.  Not a great day to ride Preddy Creek and what not, kids, although if by "ride" you mean "kayak" Wednesday could really be something special for you. 

In all likelihood, we're looking a rainout square in the black eye.  Shoooot.  But the TransCounty will roll eventually.  Like Karma, it doesn't all have to happen at once - it's patient, brooding even, just waiting for a high pressure system to align in the right way. 
As an alternative, sort of in the same way that, say, Pearl Jam was an alternative (which is to say, more along the lines of what everyone else was doing anyway, but still pretty rad) has anyone ridden Whetstone recently? 

If these plans get any more scattered and fail to go anywhere at all; I'll accept that as a compliment and run for office. 

Elect me. 
Up, up, up.

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