I’m small, I’m cute, and I’m tired. Did you see how fast my legs had to go just to keep up with you?
Category: People
Positive thinking
They were lined up at the Red Carpet Car Wash last week during a break in the weather. By this point in the year most cars are showing unmistakable signs of muck and mud. I’m inclined to wait for a longer stretch of dry weather before I invest in the optimism of a car wash.
Tour de Dung 3, goofing around
Sometimes it seems that life speeds by so quickly. And never so much as when watching a bike race, it’s bitterly cold, and your reaction time is off a beat. I meant to try slowing things down as I watched this race last year, just as my camera battery went dead. Should I admit to these kinds of dumb failures?
This year I decided to try again, starting with a full battery charge before the race started. At times it looked almost like this as I watched, orchestrated with the whir of tires on the pavement and the blast of racing energy.
And just like that they were gone.
Last year some curmudgeon complained in the newspaper that the race prevented him or her from pulling out of their driveway. I’d trade this any day for speeding cars, air pollution, and the state of obesity in the U.S.
Tour de Dung 2, the gals
Here are some of the women who raced in the Tour de Dung on Saturday. And it bears repeating: It’s not off-roading through barnyards. It’s “Dung” as in “Dungeness.”
There aren’t as many women racers as men, but there’s a good enough turnout that it looks competitive. Bikers will race again this coming Saturday. If you’re local, do watch out for bicyclists and give them wide berth.
This competition is billed as a good warm-up competition for early season racing. I’ll post some final Tour photos tomorrow.
Tour de Dung 1, the guys
The bicyclists rolled into town yesterday for the annual “Tour de Dung.” “Dung,” as in “Dungeness,” the location. The Sequim Daily Photo roadside experts (moi) concluded that there were a lot of them. Today the guys pedal by. I’ll post shots of some of the gals tomorrow.
We had March “rainshadow” weather, everything but sleet and snow. Light mist turned to rain and then the wind picked up. And there was sun by the time it was all over. For the casual viewer standing idly by it was cold.
Bicycles are quiet vehicles and there’s not a lot of conversation. But there’s a palpable rush of wind and energy as the tide of racers passes.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day to you of the Irish persuasion!