I do not get it. It’s the absolute best time of year to be outdoors, whether hashing or bashing or just walking the dogs, and only three of us showed up for the bash this morning. What the hell, people?
Since Deep Dish, me, and our hare Redheaded Woodpecker were the only ones to show [...]
The announcement for this bicycle hash was bungled by yours truly, who told everyone to show up at Deep Dish’s house at 10 AM instead of 9 AM, when it would have been at least a little cooler. So not only did Deep Dish and Redheaded Woodpecker have to wait an extra hour before haring, [...]
Your regular correspondent wasn’t able to make the bash yesterday due to another commitment … thank goodness for our GM, Redheaded Woodpecker, who did go bashing and took the trouble to write a trash! – Flying Booger
Four souls appeared on a beautiful day at the beautiful Twenty-Thirty city park located in beautiful east side [...]
Maybe a better title for this post would have been Return of the 20+ Mile Trail. And that’s a good thing! The typical Pedalfiles Bash trail is about 1 1/2 hours long, varying from 12 to 16 miles depending on hills and headwinds, but we manage to work in a mini-Tour de Tucson from time [...]
It’s raining now, washing away this morning’s flour, but the Pedalfiles got their bash in before it got wet … not that a little rain would have stopped us. Oh yes it would have. Oh no it wouldn’t. Shut up. No you shut up.
So who rode today? Flying Booger (the hare), Deep Dish, 2X4, [...]
On my way to this morning’s Pedalfiles bike hash, I rode past the same bike lane symbol I’d ridden past a hundred times before, but this time it seemed to have something to say to me:
Bicyclist! Are you properly equipped?
Firmly gripping the bar with one hand in accordance with the dictates of [...]
Somewhere in my deleted emails there’s a message from the hares telling me exactly how to get to their house in a remote area south of Tucson. I trashed it as soon as I typed the address into Google Maps, naturally, because, well, Google. Big mistake. Google Maps delivered us to the wrong street in [...]