Winter Camp

We pulled up to David’s house at 5 pm on Friday and a few minutes later we were on our way up to Natchez State Park for the LSU/Tulane cycling winter training camp.  A few minutes after that David started remembering the things he had forgotten to bring, which included such items as the crockpot he was planning to use for dinner on Saturday and, more troubling, his riding shoes.  Fortunately, Kenny was planning on driving up early Saturday morning with a couple of other riders and stopped by D Continue reading “Winter Camp”


Well it finally happened on Tuesday.  No, I don’t mean that my pipes broke because the temperature dropped into the 20s.  What finally happened was that the levee construction crew started tearing up the bike path at the Orleans/Jefferson parish line, which is basically where we have been starting our morning rides for the past ten years or so.  Since the construction zone extends about a mile upriver from there, and since there are no other safe roads that bypass that area, I find myself loo Continue reading “Alternatives”

Weather or Whether Not

It’s been a week of crazy weather all-around, and down here in New Orleans we’d been spared the worst of it.  Last weekend was pretty nice, especially for the first weekend of January.  I went out to the Saturday Giro, which was a typical winter Giro, which is to say that a number of riders were planning on riding all the way out to Slidell so they weren’t killing it on the way out.  That kept the pace relatively manageable which meant that I got home with legs that were only slightly sore Continue reading “Weather or Whether Not”

Just the Wind and Me

Thursday morning was another wet one and I just couldn’t summon up the right stuff to get out there, even on the rain bike.  The morning temperature was still fairly moderate, in the mid-50s I think, but the forecast was calling for a steep drop in the afternoon as a cold front came through. Apparently a few people did make it out to the levee for a ride, but I wasn’t one of them. I slept late and rushed to work in the car.  A little later I found out that I had been supposed to feed the Continue reading “Just the Wind and Me”

A Start

At the Spillway Had it not been the first day of the year I probably would have stayed in bed.  We had planned a 7 am ride out to the Spillway and back, but the weather was looking pretty sketchy the night before.  When I awoke around 6 am could hear the car tires on the wet street outside, but it didn’t seem to be actually raining.  The radar was showing a wide line of showers stretching northeast from the Gulf of Mexico, but it looked like it might, maybe, perhaps, stay just slightly no Continue reading “A Start”

One Day More

Well, last Saturday was a complete wash-out. The weather was just miserable all day.  I ended up finally getting a good start on a little project I’d been putting off for the past, oh, six years.  The basement.  After Katrina it was briefly all nice an cleaned out. If there’s one thing good about a flood it’s that chance to start over with a clean slate.  It didn’t last, however.  Before I knew it, the basement had become a repository for cast-off items from about three different househol Continue reading “One Day More”

Riding Alone

After the complete wash-out that was Sunday, a cold front finally shuffled through some time after midnight leaving behind damp streets, cold temperatures and wind – lots of wind.  I was off work so I didn’t worry too much about getting to the levee exactly on time, especially since I wasn’t expecting anyone to be there anyway.  One extra bonus we sometimes get following a good rain is a bike path littered with sticky dead earthworms.  I’m not exactly sure what causes this mass suicide, but i Continue reading “Riding Alone”