The following is the story of my 60 mile bike ride where I focused on what my aging body can do, instead of what it can’t. Moose Lake State Park I sat down at our Moose Lake campsite after biking 32.8 miles from Hinckley to Moose Lake State Park. My knees and hips had begun…
Gliding down a hill on my bicycle, I see a break in the tarred path up ahead. These cracks, potholes, and raised pavement happen a lot in Minnesota with our extreme changes in temperature. There are also the tree roots that raise the tar in defiance. Unevenness and cracks at a distance can be tricky…
Last week, I made a list of things that I’m not moving forward on because of the fear that I’m no longer capable of doing them or because I’m afraid of getting hurt. One of those things is taking a post retirement bike trip. But before I get into that, let me tell you about…
What do you do when you feel unable to do anything besides watch TV or sleep? My first response is to give in to that feeling. I’m sixty-one years old. Why shouldn’t I take it easy? The answer is because I am sixty-one years old. I don’t have enough time to have the luxury of wasting…
Last Friday I moved Luke out of his familiar home of the past five years to a new stable. Then Sunday, Steve and I did our first mini-bike tour — riding 56 miles to Carver Park reserve where we camped overnight…
I hesitate to call the trip Steve and I are planning in June a “bike tour.” Most bike tours you read about are people taking weeks or months to bike down the coastline or travel from one side of the country to another. Whereas we are loading up our bikes with a tent, sleeping bags, food and cooking supplies, and heading about fifty miles away from home to a Minnesota camp site.
