<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403</id><updated>2011-12-03T04:28:42.596-08:00</updated><category term='mech'/><category term='Rickshaw'/><category term='bikes'/><category term='biking is dead'/><category term='gay'/><category term='biking while camcording'/><category term='tech'/><category term='Ten most'/><category term='keeping it cool'/><category term='pothole'/><category term='Frozen goats'/><category term='old bike'/><category term='chain'/><category term='antiques'/><category term='bike rainbow'/><category term='rainbow making bike trailor'/><category term='3sp'/><category term='Washing Wenches'/><category term='Renaissance Festival'/><category term='puddle surfer'/><category term='bike trailor rainbow maker'/><category term='biking on cobblestone'/><category term='&quot;Light Rail. Next stop.&quot;'/><category term='bike it'/><category term='bus and bike'/><category term='bike stands'/><category term='nicollett mall'/><category term='robo nut'/><category term='gooey chain'/><category term='40 SUV&apos;s and a Suburban Home'/><category term='treehugger .com'/><category term='Apple Crisp'/><category term='I know subluxation'/><category term='rainbows'/><category term='recording while riding'/><category term='bike on bus'/><category term='bike mod for making rainbows'/><category term='puddle surf'/><category term='robo-rainbow'/><category term='antique bike'/><category term='Space2Burn New Media'/><category term='Dangerous biking'/><title type='text'>bike it</title><subtitle type='html'>Bike it cause you like it</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-6491988764497236791</id><published>2011-08-01T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T21:16:20.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antique bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3sp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biking on cobblestone'/><title type='text'>Rolling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tITDTOc1KY0/Tjd3Zk-E9iI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/ew_RZtJo_EA/s1600/scan1033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tITDTOc1KY0/Tjd3Zk-E9iI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/ew_RZtJo_EA/s320/scan1033.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something about riding on cobblestone that I don't miss.&amp;nbsp; Did they call "pot-holes" during these times or "missing-a-brick-hole?" &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lady in Blue!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-6491988764497236791?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/6491988764497236791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=6491988764497236791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/6491988764497236791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/6491988764497236791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2011/08/rolling.html' title='Rolling'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tITDTOc1KY0/Tjd3Zk-E9iI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/ew_RZtJo_EA/s72-c/scan1033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-5561160937665524290</id><published>2011-05-21T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T06:56:28.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Southern MN Dirt - ALMONZO 100</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D1CtlwGAUIc/TdRhyXU_l5I/AAAAAAAAAsA/3AwOSzjGyGA/s1600/May+2011+-+Lanesboro+051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D1CtlwGAUIc/TdRhyXU_l5I/AAAAAAAAAsA/3AwOSzjGyGA/s320/May+2011+-+Lanesboro+051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my first Century Race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is the only real photo I took of my bike after 100 miles of grueling,cold-n-wet, gravel/mud riding. &amp;nbsp;I made it in the 12 hour cut-off: 11.01 hours to be exact. We had a few minor break downs like my crank flopping off at mile 50. It was back on after a quick water-bottle rinsing. My Raleigh Grand Prix pulled through. Just not sure I will ever get all the dirt off it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I enjoyed watching the crushed limestone crusting up on my legs; it actually kept me warm. &amp;nbsp;I believe 388 riders started and only 150 finished within the 12 hours. At the check-in at mile 65, we heard of others shivering and figured the cold, wet weather was stopping people from finishing. &amp;nbsp;I rode with 4 others on tandems: Matt &amp;amp; Renee and John &amp;amp; Jen. &amp;nbsp; Still feeling some tingles in the tendons and not sure if this is a ride I would do again (in the rain that is).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wanted to thank everyone that had a part in putting on this event especially the event coordinator - Chris Skogan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://almanzo100.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://almanzo100.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-5561160937665524290?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/5561160937665524290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=5561160937665524290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5561160937665524290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5561160937665524290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2011/05/southern-mn-dirt-almonzo-100.html' title='Southern MN Dirt - ALMONZO 100'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D1CtlwGAUIc/TdRhyXU_l5I/AAAAAAAAAsA/3AwOSzjGyGA/s72-c/May+2011+-+Lanesboro+051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-2951224462711373377</id><published>2011-04-14T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T21:03:05.211-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puddle surfer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puddle surf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pothole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gooey chain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biking is dead'/><title type='text'>Surfers in that Puddle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRI7__o2PZFhq2T8nOaeiCizHIp8XK9RFdrAtGtHkrO0LXZX0Es" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRI7__o2PZFhq2T8nOaeiCizHIp8XK9RFdrAtGtHkrO0LXZX0Es" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bostonbiker.org/files/2011/02/pothole.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;Just in. They found out recently what's been going on in those puddle that I dodge, jump and roll through slowly and rather jerkingly. I am creating the best puddle waves (even here in MN). These are the same waves that crash our chain, frame and rims, tubes and.. My chain is chewy and gooey and fun. It looks really good on my old rags. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bostonbiker.org/files/2011/02/pothole.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://bostonbiker.org/files/2011/02/pothole.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-2951224462711373377?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/2951224462711373377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=2951224462711373377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/2951224462711373377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/2951224462711373377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2011/04/surfers-in-that-puddle.html' title='Surfers in that Puddle'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-485131811095362637</id><published>2011-04-13T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T21:20:27.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why bike Cedar Ave?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLyZ6B6JInQ/TCnNA25KzmI/AAAAAAAAHJA/-3Uq6VkTFVY/S226/bicyclistsinthelane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLyZ6B6JInQ/TCnNA25KzmI/AAAAAAAAHJA/-3Uq6VkTFVY/S226/bicyclistsinthelane.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTqt6wQKEiIwY0P1i9NMJkVe7cwbVeyMGGMsmV7Dgiv4TiJ6Nef" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ6jUQpM-qm6fzDpCe15tkwbIg17PQO9GxIZK__Er5KXDLbD6HGxw" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I take this road quite a bit either north or south. It's traffic cycle is heavy going North in the morning and South in the evening commute. All those cars headed to work through a tiny street with parking on both sides through much of it. Not the fastest street for cars as the Speed Limit is 35 for cars (or at least last time I checked it was.)&amp;nbsp; On occasion, when I drive I see bikers on Cedar. Why bike Cedar Avenue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is Bloomington Avenue that is just West; a much smoother road with less traffic and generally slower cars moving down the way. Or East is 29th Avenue which is a bit rough with less cars. No one cares that you are a silly bike trying to compete for car space. The moustache handle bars are not going to make you immune to being crushed between a parked car and an oncoming vehicular ouchie.&amp;nbsp; Cars always win that fight. I hope you are wearing a helmet because you may need to check your head if you think Cedar Avenue is bike friendly. It is not a bike friendly street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cms.yext.com/cms/620425007-I-CAR-and-ASE-certified-technicians.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="101" src="http://cms.yext.com/cms/620425007-I-CAR-and-ASE-certified-technicians.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think there is a good way to let others know that the direct route is usually not the safest route. That taking a curved approach by choosing a better commuter street would make all the difference in your sanity and personal safety.&amp;nbsp; Maybe a sign, like some I have seen in Oregon:"Bike lane is 2 blocks that Way" would be appropriate.&amp;nbsp; I would contribute to that signage. I see these signs on 40th street that cross Cedar. But 40th Street goes East-West. I want to go North and South and so I disregard the sign and head south on Cedar Avenue. Where's the sign for North and South folks? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cbsminnesota.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/fatlorenzos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://cbsminnesota.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/fatlorenzos.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-485131811095362637?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/485131811095362637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=485131811095362637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/485131811095362637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/485131811095362637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-bike-cedar-ave.html' title='Why bike Cedar Ave?'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLyZ6B6JInQ/TCnNA25KzmI/AAAAAAAAHJA/-3Uq6VkTFVY/s72-c/bicyclistsinthelane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-2497138867615576764</id><published>2011-03-31T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T19:40:21.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Million Bucks for Clean Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.induscoenviro.com/img/scrubber1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128" src="http://www.induscoenviro.com/img/scrubber1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.murielanderson.com/gallery/holland-09/Eight_cars_and_this_many_bikes_at_station.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://www.murielanderson.com/gallery/holland-09/Eight_cars_and_this_many_bikes_at_station.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I guess some scientist is looking into building a scrubbing machine where 100 million of them could scrub the world's air of carbon . Start-up cost $20 million. I'm sure it works.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or 20 million dollars worth of bikes. A cottage bike community. Engaged biking neighborhoods that support bike planning, trail development and bike safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-2497138867615576764?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/2497138867615576764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=2497138867615576764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/2497138867615576764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/2497138867615576764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2011/03/20-million-bucks-for-clean-air.html' title='20 Million Bucks for Clean Air'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-4611171659895745187</id><published>2011-02-28T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T18:45:15.154-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike mod for making rainbows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike rainbow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainbows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robo-rainbow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robo nut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainbow making bike trailor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike trailor rainbow maker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bikes'/><title type='text'>Making Rainbows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/mudlevel/robo-rainbow"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://www.thedonutproject.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/robo-rainbow_2.jpg" width="400" /&gt; video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedonutproject.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/robo-rainbow_2.jpg"&gt;http://www.thedonutproject.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/robo-rainbow_2.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few things I liked about this design. 1. The battery powered drill that moves the arm. 2. The actuated spray mechanism with an over spray guard. 3. The bike trailer 4. The fact that he stays inside the rainbow during production 5. He's got the colors of the rainbow right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-4611171659895745187?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/4611171659895745187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=4611171659895745187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4611171659895745187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4611171659895745187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2011/02/making-rainbows.html' title='Making Rainbows'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-7769348147638176598</id><published>2010-11-08T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T20:19:32.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Ride Makes i t Alright</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading about 100 free bike lights Minneapolis was giving out to nite-riders tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Must have missed them because no one greeted me during the night with a light set.  Psst. Over here.  I got some lights for you.. NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is really Ok. I like handouts. I like life. I like to been seen on the road so I bought my own lights: red tail light and a white LED  headlight.  Nothing too special about the set-up beyond the fact that I can bee seen.   I may be missing some reflective tape and think some might be worth the investment. Life is worth being seen, being heard, and making it there alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was the Indian Summer ride that I have been waiting for all year.  Space seemed to open up and the darkness was complete.  Some cars failed to see me. Starting and stopping after seeing me slow down.  Some cars will not stop. I know this and expect this. I don't push it. I want you to keep riding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Stay alert riders!  I know you aren't going to fall asleep riding your bike.  Love the night- get some lights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-7769348147638176598?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/7769348147638176598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=7769348147638176598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7769348147638176598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7769348147638176598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2010/11/dark-ride-makes-i-t-alright.html' title='Dark Ride Makes i t Alright'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-2785370267210524283</id><published>2010-10-24T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T21:00:07.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey _ Get out of the Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/TMTeUoUqAWI/AAAAAAAAAow/3YzsvaijvlA/s1600/dog+friendly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/TMTeUoUqAWI/AAAAAAAAAow/3YzsvaijvlA/s320/dog+friendly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531790688320618850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard this before from others that are in no way involved with the bike community or understand why bikers really need to rule the road.  Someone who when they think about going shopping -or- out to the restaurant or mall,  they know nothing about biking or thinking about another mode beyond the dinosaur. Bikers rule. They all`ways do. No doubt about that. But not everyone understands this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a bike rider is on the road, I slow down. I watch. I give them space. Not everyone does this though. Most people are questioning whether there is enough space on the street for a bike and a car. I think it is logical.  Cars now are mostly composed of plastic and other light metals and still:  Car is big &amp;amp; Bike is small. Cars will usually win the crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need signs on busy streets where a complimentary and designated bike lane parallel's this busy street with  a little something like, " 1 block Left - safe bike lane."  I still drive a car.  I see bikers on many streets where one block away is a safe biking street with designated bike lanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biking is a privilege that I think I respect. I understand that some busy spaces demand a bit more from me. I choose my streets wisely while biking with the understanding that I am often the equivalent of an ant running on an popular asphalt running path. Squashable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-2785370267210524283?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/2785370267210524283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=2785370267210524283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/2785370267210524283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/2785370267210524283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-get-out-of-road.html' title='Hey _ Get out of the Road'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/TMTeUoUqAWI/AAAAAAAAAow/3YzsvaijvlA/s72-c/dog+friendly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-7412604995692416250</id><published>2010-10-19T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T18:40:34.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the Forest we must</title><content type='html'>Had some great rides this last Saturday down at Lebanon. A friend mentioned the Trek Demo was going to be present so we could test some bikes.  We quickly found that there was a hussle to get the Full suspension CARBON  Mt. bikes and we would have to wait for more to come back off the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the Forest we must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our gear on and took off on the trail. About 4 minutes into it we hear these two guys on nice Trek's coming up to pass us.  Saying things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;These bikes are so light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh you just wait till the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They track so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The seat is always right under you. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I feel Nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel nothing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This usually means that you are not getting enough feedback from the bike on the trail because you are maybe an inexperienced rider and you have no idea what you are getting into.   We hear a few more comments from them.  I keep repeating, "I feel Nothing." Trek geeks are out of site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 3 minutes later we notice the same Trek geeks letting us pass.  We got past them right at the top of a hill and headed to the first real down-hill section.  I was flying on the loose leafs, a few steps -- little air.  Then, I hear those nice new Trek demo bikes right behind us and going very fast.  I don't look back.  I hear chain on frame. Lots of chain-frame-shake from the bikes behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop at the next pass and comment about these 2 guysl.  1st they pass us. Then they are right on our backs. Then they fly off the trail on these crazy expensive and light Treks. We did not see them crash but we figured it was going to happen. Continuing down the single track....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to far down the trail, a small group of us got to talking. I asked if they saw the Trek geeks. "Oh yah," he says.  One of them(I can only imagine which one) dislocated his shoulder.  His shoulder was completely tweaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And then we all started on own stories about cracking helmets, breaking bones, tweaking fingers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-7412604995692416250?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/7412604995692416250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=7412604995692416250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7412604995692416250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7412604995692416250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2010/10/into-forest-we-must.html' title='Into the Forest we must'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-3818650036625565145</id><published>2010-06-23T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T21:09:54.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice bike rides</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/TCLWs9KhFkI/AAAAAAAAAoY/I14ACq9i6hg/s1600/koa+surfing+12+9+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 89px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/TCLWs9KhFkI/AAAAAAAAAoY/I14ACq9i6hg/s320/koa+surfing+12+9+09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486183363911947842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jennbarnett.com/blog/"&gt;Jenn Barnet&lt;/a&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning felt like a tropical island. Hard, fast, rain. Dripping gutters and birds chirping. I was imagining geckos on my walls.  I'm just so happy about summer. Seriously. Living's EASY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biking and floating on a lake and biking and floating onto the couch. Dreaming.  Their is little better than this lake water feeling on the skin over some bike sweat over some more lake water. Lake water is fresh this early in the season. And then sucking clean air while swimming and biking. I feel hydrated, exercised and washed in a lake feed by rivers that come from rain water. And I can breath easy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-3818650036625565145?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/3818650036625565145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=3818650036625565145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3818650036625565145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3818650036625565145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2010/06/nice-bike-rides.html' title='Nice bike rides'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/TCLWs9KhFkI/AAAAAAAAAoY/I14ACq9i6hg/s72-c/koa+surfing+12+9+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-7935069827710312484</id><published>2010-04-28T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:17:21.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Street Decisions: Unchanging Red Light. Thank you Gov. Tim Pawlenty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bikemn.org/news_detail.cfm?id=27A82C0C-57D6-471D-BA55-92150EFCDBB9"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/S9j2HoAGkAI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Kak2rqAvX14/s320/street+maniquin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465388758671462402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bikemn.org/news_detail.cfm?id=27A82C0C-57D6-471D-BA55-92150EFCDBB9"&gt;Random iPhone foto from Ali in NYC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should have run that light. It was red for way too long. I stopped. I looked both ways -- twice!  Proceeded cautiously through the light and kept on my merry way. Pedaling. Blue and red lights behind me. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Officer, I sware I looked both ways before I ran that light back there. I Sware!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer- "Yes, I saw you. Here's a ticket. Tell it to the judge."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that bikes may clog the right hand turn lane for cars behind me and I actually make a point to get out of the way. If I look both ways and see no cars coming --either way-- I look again for extra caution and usually run the RED,YELLOW or Green.  The car behind me moved. I moved cautiously on my way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spring-time we have dry streets but gravel -or- even sand is just as nasty as black ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bikemn.org/news_detail.cfm?id=27A82C0C-57D6-471D-BA55-92150EFCDBB9"&gt;http://www.bikemn.org/news_detail.cfm?id=27A82C0C-57D6-471D-BA55-92150EFCDBB9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-7935069827710312484?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/7935069827710312484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=7935069827710312484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7935069827710312484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7935069827710312484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2010/04/street-decisions-unchanging-red-light.html' title='Street Decisions: Unchanging Red Light. Thank you Gov. Tim Pawlenty!'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/S9j2HoAGkAI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Kak2rqAvX14/s72-c/street+maniquin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-5162759790517756555</id><published>2010-04-14T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T21:50:47.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frontera Tacos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/S8aXOhpgOgI/AAAAAAAAAmI/WtRjo09GAAM/s1600/04122010243%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/S8aXOhpgOgI/AAAAAAAAAmI/WtRjo09GAAM/s320/04122010243%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460217874039716354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday and Saturday nights this Taco stand on wheels can be found near Snelling and University in St. Paul.  Minneapolis does not have mobile vending. We all need to start asking Why.  I caught up with Border Tacos this week right after the lunch rush  and ordered a veggie borrito.  It was presented nice and tasted great. The tortilla was even toasted! It had way too much lettuce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I am ask for it next time: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;un burrito con frijoles y queso.&lt;/span&gt;  A veggie burrito should be a bean &amp;amp; cheese burrito. No rice. No Lettuce. No stinking fancy cilanto or mushrooms. Just beans &amp;amp; cheese.  I just hope they don't use American Cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/S8aW4GOWb7I/AAAAAAAAAmA/AHWt3IjwuWA/s1600/04112010237%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-5162759790517756555?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/5162759790517756555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=5162759790517756555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5162759790517756555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5162759790517756555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2010/04/frontera-tacos.html' title='Frontera Tacos'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/S8aXOhpgOgI/AAAAAAAAAmI/WtRjo09GAAM/s72-c/04122010243%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-3927919565232825292</id><published>2010-04-05T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T19:03:37.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nope</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-68ee8ee67f0c83e7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D68ee8ee67f0c83e7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330027923%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1964E3D9206ABE382BA565719A722A6B7EB50139.EE83DDF5C8CC26F09FE4A8B4BB476417C671331%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D68ee8ee67f0c83e7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DS51jOZ57o6sBLNXpkkqyw6bK3ls&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D68ee8ee67f0c83e7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330027923%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1964E3D9206ABE382BA565719A722A6B7EB50139.EE83DDF5C8CC26F09FE4A8B4BB476417C671331%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D68ee8ee67f0c83e7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DS51jOZ57o6sBLNXpkkqyw6bK3ls&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;save it for a rainy day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seriously --my eyes itch and my nose runs.  The Spring transition is so hard on my sinuses. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rain barrel is fully charged. My house plants dig the rain water. I am curious if it is the PH of rain water or the lack of processing? Could it be that it is full of the minerals of the sky. Maybe the rain is acidic?I live in the middle of the city so it should be full of car toxins and industrial juice. Whatever it is, I know my plants dig it way more than faucet juice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The windows open and offer relief to stuffyness.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was at the check out counter this weekend and I sneezed.  No big. Except it was 20 sneezes.  I felt like I was watching a 8mm movie. Everyone sort of cleared out around me as I dug into my shirt with my face. My eyes watered and I was not hearing all that well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Can I see your ID?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't say anything until he handed it back to me.  I wanted to say, "You make me sneeze." He would have know that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What I am really excited about is being able to keep my eyes off the road obstacles i.e. ice, black ice, snow balls, slush, black snow, etc.  I can look up ahead, say "Hi" to all the freaks on bikes.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-3927919565232825292?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/3927919565232825292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=3927919565232825292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3927919565232825292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3927919565232825292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2010/04/nope.html' title='Nope'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-2368159335472915534</id><published>2010-04-05T19:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:21:14.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video: 2 bike 1 lock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/S7qaG5don9I/AAAAAAAAAlg/3QO2Eq97sEw/s1600/2bikes1lock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/S7qaG5don9I/AAAAAAAAAlg/3QO2Eq97sEw/s320/2bikes1lock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456843341807787986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It may be dumb but this happens all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Before you lock them up together - are you are going to stay together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should be Part II of a previous post but it's more like Part Cool.&lt;br /&gt;I love math!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.makezine.com/archive/2010/03/tricks_of_the_trade_video_two_bikes.html"&gt;watch vid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tim Lillis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-2368159335472915534?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/2368159335472915534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=2368159335472915534' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/2368159335472915534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/2368159335472915534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2010/04/video-2-bike-1-lock.html' title='Video: 2 bike 1 lock'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/S7qaG5don9I/AAAAAAAAAlg/3QO2Eq97sEw/s72-c/2bikes1lock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-1562636857349229929</id><published>2010-01-10T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T18:36:42.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti Silver Surfer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.todayandtomorrow.net/2010/01/07/mosquito-catcher/"&gt;http://www.todayandtomorrow.net/2010/01/07/mosquito-catcher/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be a useful tool while fighting the Silver Surfer this summer. The riding has been warm, really warm.  The ice is mostly if not totally gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the real gravel slides, the dust grinds and finger touch of the pavement, a flick or slight scrape to remind you who you are, how far you have come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-1562636857349229929?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/1562636857349229929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=1562636857349229929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1562636857349229929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1562636857349229929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2010/01/anti-silver-surfer.html' title='Anti Silver Surfer'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-4198591570440270854</id><published>2010-01-01T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T19:43:07.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck with 2 bikes and One Lock</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 359px; height: 163px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3414/3472224354_b7458de10b.jpg" alt="Trick of the Trade 2 by narwhalbot." title="" class="reflect" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/narwhalbot/3472224354/in/set-72157617182707029/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/narwhalbot/3472224354/in/set-72157617182707029/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/narwhalbot/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2123/buddyicons/88409628@N00.jpg?1200545029#88409628@N00" alt="narwhalbot's buddy icon" height="48" width="48" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          &lt;h1&gt;         narwhalbot's photostream&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-4198591570440270854?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/4198591570440270854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=4198591570440270854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4198591570440270854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4198591570440270854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2010/01/stuck-with-2-bikes-and-one-lock.html' title='Stuck with 2 bikes and One Lock'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3414/3472224354_b7458de10b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-3131255560793059289</id><published>2009-12-30T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:23:18.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection of a path without Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-42edefe17185d705" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D42edefe17185d705%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330027923%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D21A78D12CD3C88F6C3F1A5A20DA6ACB4BEF068A8.174CC636508EF651EE40DBB85B2592D54F41A4E9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D42edefe17185d705%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNhCHUXpS52u_2h318FKATrdZFcY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D42edefe17185d705%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330027923%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D21A78D12CD3C88F6C3F1A5A20DA6ACB4BEF068A8.174CC636508EF651EE40DBB85B2592D54F41A4E9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D42edefe17185d705%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNhCHUXpS52u_2h318FKATrdZFcY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a continuation of the last post. Please tell me it's boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was riding today on the pavement. Right on the pavement -or- maybe I should say on the area of the pavement that was not covered in snow. The area where the cars ride frequently.  Bikes are slower than cars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was upset and tried not to freak out more than I needed to because some driver felt it was his duty to ride on his horn behind me because I was in the road where his fast car needed to go by really fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. There are designated bike lanes in the summer, spring and fall for bicycles. But in the winter things are different. Bikers are pushed onto the road. The bike lanes are often covered or full. The roads are pinched narrow by fresh snow banks; where parked cars jutt out into the road and bikers ride slower than cars.  Sometimes cars need to slow down (take a breath) and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Car People. Please look out for the few crazy winter bike riders and learn to share the road.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-3131255560793059289?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/3131255560793059289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=3131255560793059289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3131255560793059289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3131255560793059289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2009/12/reflection-of-path-without-ice.html' title='Reflection of a path without Ice'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-5074023660283779649</id><published>2009-12-28T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:08:04.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Bikers and a Passenger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I heard that the snow plow discriminates against bike lanes in the streets but not on the Greenway.   Snow Emergency routes are for cars in the winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Under the bridges the wind swept snow lands.  I set my bike down and look at a wall recently patched with white paint.  A rider with pink shoes fly's on by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A mother pulls her child in a Burly. She rides slows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I always ask a biker who is broken down, "Are you alright?" I stop if there I sense hesitation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wait for a response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Do you need a chain tool ----mmmh. I'm not sure that I have one."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-35847de56a938f0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D035847de56a938f0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330027923%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D175A1D30AADED9DF709C3F1FB505D594A83A4F40.16BCC1E0BBC357F7C5ED03422EA4CA77DDEA5D91%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D35847de56a938f0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9TMxN8iWyrWE9hGRhDxrCzyfjuk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D035847de56a938f0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330027923%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D175A1D30AADED9DF709C3F1FB505D594A83A4F40.16BCC1E0BBC357F7C5ED03422EA4CA77DDEA5D91%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D35847de56a938f0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9TMxN8iWyrWE9hGRhDxrCzyfjuk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-5074023660283779649?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/5074023660283779649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=5074023660283779649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5074023660283779649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5074023660283779649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2009/12/12-bikers-and-passenger.html' title='12 Bikers and a Passenger'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-279148001683171983</id><published>2009-12-18T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T16:48:16.764-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nicollett mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frozen goats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antiques'/><title type='text'>Frozen Goats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SywfQ1ymDII/AAAAAAAAAj4/KXBIOvQXc30/s1600-h/12172009035%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SywfQ1ymDII/AAAAAAAAAj4/KXBIOvQXc30/s320/12172009035%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416738825997520002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed Holi-dazzle parade last night but did see the Elfs at Macy's and a frozen metal goat. The goat appeared to be breathing and stuck in his feeding trough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-279148001683171983?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/279148001683171983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=279148001683171983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/279148001683171983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/279148001683171983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2009/12/frozen-goats.html' title='Frozen Goats'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SywfQ1ymDII/AAAAAAAAAj4/KXBIOvQXc30/s72-c/12172009035%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-4427252918226869424</id><published>2009-12-13T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:30:55.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow is here to Stay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SyUeeZjDpUI/AAAAAAAAAiM/F0wZjLIER4E/s1600-h/snow_rack%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SyUeeZjDpUI/AAAAAAAAAiM/F0wZjLIER4E/s320/snow_rack%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414767634585724226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is definitely the case in winter to plan bike trips based on streets that are semi-plowed. It makes for a much smoother ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good things come from riding on the snow.  Some routes that may have been faster without the 1-2 inch layer of packed snow and the brown crunchy slushy burnt snow. I find myself getting locked into a car ruts and staying there.  I learned 2 important things this year from winter biking.  I typically unclip one foot before some STOPS and clip my bike bag shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this year I slid into an intersection to make a quick stop. I had both feet clipped in, did the quick twist to unlock a foot, front wheel and foot slide off to one side and then up over my handle bars, bike bag opens-- YARD SALE.  I slammed my hip and tweeked the wrist a bit.  I just hated having to pick up all my sh&amp;amp;* off the road while some car waited patiently, thankful that they did not participate in my early death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-4427252918226869424?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/4427252918226869424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=4427252918226869424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4427252918226869424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4427252918226869424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-is-here-to-stay.html' title='Snow is here to Stay'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SyUeeZjDpUI/AAAAAAAAAiM/F0wZjLIER4E/s72-c/snow_rack%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-5390616137688264861</id><published>2009-11-27T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:33:21.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza and Bluegrass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SxBmi1nUX5I/AAAAAAAAAgo/lsQGuE5U3ag/s1600/11132009546%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SxBmi1nUX5I/AAAAAAAAAgo/lsQGuE5U3ag/s320/11132009546%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408935901165543314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding in the rain can be fun especially when you run into people you know and you are totally soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have these things called rain jacket and boot covers that make the wetness bearable. Nothing like having cold, wet feet. Ask a Veteran. He might know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat in this raincloud all night. My bike got wet. I sat inside dry, ate pizza with live music. My friends kept me great company&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-5390616137688264861?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/5390616137688264861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=5390616137688264861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5390616137688264861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5390616137688264861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2009/11/pizza-and-bluegrass.html' title='Pizza and Bluegrass'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SxBmi1nUX5I/AAAAAAAAAgo/lsQGuE5U3ag/s72-c/11132009546%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-4053747964306551341</id><published>2009-11-27T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T15:47:52.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keeping it cool'/><title type='text'>Hey thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SxBjC4lz6dI/AAAAAAAAAgg/GnuDU-C9RTk/s1600/11182009552%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SxBjC4lz6dI/AAAAAAAAAgg/GnuDU-C9RTk/s320/11182009552%5B2%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408932053673830866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Thanks for stepping on me. Thanks for blocking my way in traffic. Thanks for turning on a left with no arrow. Thanks for not yielding in a round-a-bout. Thanks for giving me the eye to go, but deep down, you decided you didn't want to and then went anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have to be thankful for things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-4053747964306551341?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/4053747964306551341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=4053747964306551341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4053747964306551341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4053747964306551341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-thanks.html' title='Hey thanks'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SxBjC4lz6dI/AAAAAAAAAgg/GnuDU-C9RTk/s72-c/11182009552%5B2%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-3631352101019911437</id><published>2009-10-18T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T21:04:13.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I really just want to bike</title><content type='html'>bike it cause you like it&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Stves4KHcmI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/OQzpXj6lHZE/s1600-h/10182009464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 380px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394149841276727906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Stves4KHcmI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/OQzpXj6lHZE/s320/10182009464.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good things come to those who wait but better may come to those who throw purses and bark at each other for pole position or bench seat on incoming trains. I saw one boy stick his boot in the door only to get it stuck in there. Two other boys had to grab him. The conductor spoke cursedly as the door released. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beat of the train is so much committment. A car speeds by and is gone. A train hangs out and openly repeats it's drive to move rapidly, over and over again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boy was embarrased about his boot as someone in the train openly scolded him. "Never put your stuff in the door - man."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-3631352101019911437?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/3631352101019911437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=3631352101019911437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3631352101019911437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3631352101019911437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-really-just-want-to-bike.html' title='I really just want to bike'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Stves4KHcmI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/OQzpXj6lHZE/s72-c/10182009464.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-4047016504928139204</id><published>2009-09-09T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T18:16:34.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renaissance Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washing Wenches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rickshaw'/><title type='text'>Rickshaw Action at the Renaissance Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="www.renaissancefest.com/MRF/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SqhPq25X5BI/AAAAAAAAAe8/6i68eeENxZk/s320/08302009370%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379637352603313170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a two man crew that power this Beast of a Rickshaw. We made a conscious decision this year to make a choice between the best of two great evils: The Minnesota State Faire or the Renaissance Festival.  We chose the latter and what a great choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed free beer sampling from Flat Earth Brewery in St. Paul. They have some bizarre names for beer, one named &lt;a href="http://flatearthbrewing.com/beer.php"&gt;Cygnus X-1 Porter &lt;/a&gt;after a black hole. We went to numerous shows. We caught half of the Puke and Snot show until I started having childhood flashbacks of listening to my uncles dry one liners and the last pun got us running.  We headed to the Washing Wenches which was by far the most entertaining show of them all.  A very select few in the audience where humiliated and later humbled by a great crowd. After the show they accepted donations:  $1 donations in the bucket and &gt;$5 goes in the brazeer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to wash this all down with a Turkey drumstick and a braut. I just could not believe that this village exists south of the  Twin Cities. It is only occupied on the weekends and is like Robinson Crusoe Village time one-hundred. It was a great visit and if we had to make the choice again next year we may need to flip a coin. 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Renaissance Festival'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SqhPq25X5BI/AAAAAAAAAe8/6i68eeENxZk/s72-c/08302009370%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-7826352976675419124</id><published>2009-08-29T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T08:22:54.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cycologists</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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So my excuse is that I have been doing 3 million other things and when I get back home, the last thing I am thinking about is typing away on a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shot some great footage of the tornado damage in my hood but I may save that for something else. This is the donkey kong gorilla that got put out as waste.  Maybe this is a sign?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-7355763251612382839?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8e5b2a784c4b7967&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/7355763251612382839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=7355763251612382839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7355763251612382839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7355763251612382839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2009/08/laspe-in-time.html' title='Laspe in Time'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-3720720382348405391</id><published>2009-03-30T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:54:23.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SdGC44MI10I/AAAAAAAAAXU/Tum--o2b8L8/s1600-h/SSPX2233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SdGC44MI10I/AAAAAAAAAXU/Tum--o2b8L8/s320/SSPX2233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319176548568848194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a rough sketch of the Elephant bike.  I was on a road trip to Chicago and I drew this in the car. It's a pedicab with seats facing each other. Two riders pedal in front like a tandem. I am thinking that up to 6 people could fit. The Elephant would be constructed out of lightweight aluminum and recycled fabric. I think the trunk could be made out of 2 liter bottles tied together.   The ears could be rubber from an old bike tubes strung together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got out riding this weekend and saw some live music.  Saturday we worked  on bikes in my back yard. What a great day to be out in the sun. It was still a cool 30-40 degrees which in my books is refreshing.  Saturday night we thought we could ride but we were not the best prepared for the cold.  We are really just practicing for the summer nights, rolling in T shirts and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;We are slowing kicking this cold.  It's Minnesota right! 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SZ9chYzsZMI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Bxi9rumGFL0/s1600-h/SSPX2117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SZ9chYzsZMI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Bxi9rumGFL0/s320/SSPX2117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305060614730441922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SZ9cKIuXvTI/AAAAAAAAAVs/vOG_XJNk0YQ/s1600-h/SSPX2123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SZ9cKIuXvTI/AAAAAAAAAVs/vOG_XJNk0YQ/s320/SSPX2123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305060215276158258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SZ9bo4JmsvI/AAAAAAAAAVc/r9h2YgJrUkc/s1600-h/SSPX2125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SZ9bo4JmsvI/AAAAAAAAAVc/r9h2YgJrUkc/s320/SSPX2125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305059643891299058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SY-ECrcSABI/AAAAAAAAAUM/lUif7v0jLNk/s1600-h/image-upload-718509.jpe"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SY-ECrcSABI/AAAAAAAAAUM/lUif7v0jLNk/s320/image-upload-718509.jpe" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300600467994312722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;It was really just a phenomenal weekend out on these frozen lakes, pulling sleds and enjoying the crisp winter,  We found camp easily enough. Dug out our camp site and the metal fire pits.  While some enjoyed setting up camp, others tromped along the shore for wood.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SY-ECrcSABI/AAAAAAAAAUM/lUif7v0jLNk/s1600-h/image-upload-718509.jpe"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*Winter camping is not for the feint of heart, or those who lack the inner heat and proper gear to brave it.  Prepare for the worst and hope that you have it like this!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-167698688378233464?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/167698688378233464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=167698688378233464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/167698688378233464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/167698688378233464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2009/02/picturemail_08.html' title='Fun &amp; Frozen - Boundary Waters'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SZ9chYzsZMI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Bxi9rumGFL0/s72-c/SSPX2117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-985252710928222378</id><published>2009-02-02T19:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:27:10.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron works</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SYfA4v9dF-I/AAAAAAAAAUE/J9Y9Ceka2ZM/s1600-h/image-upload-706351.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SYfA4v9dF-I/AAAAAAAAAUE/J9Y9Ceka2ZM/s320/image-upload-706351.jpe" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298415567804110818" border="0" /&gt;logo for Iron Works Cafe -Goodman Community Center Madison WI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;This has got to be the coolest place in Madison to eat. The building is an old warehouse that is completely refurbished. Inside are numerous spaces that can be rented. It looked like some reception was going on in the front room and also the Hot Dish hoedown was in full effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Iron Works Cafe serves two meals for dinner: Veggie or Meat dish. You get your choice of soda or coffee. Everything is one price. Kids run the joint. Not just normal kids. These kids have had more than challenging life's and this cafe is filling them with respectful work.  Iron Works Cafe caters too!  The food was fantastic.  I have no idea what I was eating. It was a beef dish with yams and other tasty tidbits.  I had coffee and shared a brownie with ice cream and caramel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt; I am sure you can find out more about this space at &lt;a href="19%20Southwest%20Century%20Drive%20Bend%20OR%2097702"&gt;www.goodmancenter.org&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SYfA4v9dF-I/AAAAAAAAAUE/J9Y9Ceka2ZM/s1600-h/image-upload-706351.jpe"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-985252710928222378?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/985252710928222378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=985252710928222378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/985252710928222378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/985252710928222378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2009/02/picturemail.html' title='Iron works'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SYfA4v9dF-I/AAAAAAAAAUE/J9Y9Ceka2ZM/s72-c/image-upload-706351.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-7366258297250846772</id><published>2009-01-03T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T17:08:55.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pond at night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SSh9XOUh8KI/AAAAAAAAAS0/wTGZoK2D-vE/s1600-h/SSPX1776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SSh9XOUh8KI/AAAAAAAAAS0/wTGZoK2D-vE/s320/SSPX1776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-4921147354707608013?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/4921147354707608013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=4921147354707608013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4921147354707608013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4921147354707608013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/11/et-is-back.html' title='ET is BACK!!'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SSh9XOUh8KI/AAAAAAAAAS0/wTGZoK2D-vE/s72-c/SSPX1776.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-3105189205481168055</id><published>2008-11-20T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T19:13:20.418-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I know subluxation'/><title type='text'>There is a pathway for all communication.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SSYku93KwTI/AAAAAAAAASU/MWPcbX62OSY/s1600-h/SSPX1770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SSYku93KwTI/AAAAAAAAASU/MWPcbX62OSY/s320/SSPX1770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got a text message today right before my ride home tonight. It was cold but that was not the tough part. It was the wind in my face.   "Riding home cold," was my reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-3105189205481168055?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/3105189205481168055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=3105189205481168055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3105189205481168055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3105189205481168055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/11/connect-dots.html' title='There is a pathway for all communication.'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SSYku93KwTI/AAAAAAAAASU/MWPcbX62OSY/s72-c/SSPX1770.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-9009401119164324142</id><published>2008-11-16T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:51:08.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride to Talyor Falls from theTwin Cities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="www.dnr.state.mn.us/state_trails/gateway"&gt;Take the Gateway trail for 18 miles. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d22de67d69353719" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd22de67d69353719%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330027923%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B0712F50AFD30F3A2FF48331A04ED98568F8A62.34FB93B9F55122FBAF32B37D1CCA4123E97B0A5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd22de67d69353719%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgOQl8_Ty2tf1BiCfGTCcz7s7VN0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd22de67d69353719%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330027923%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B0712F50AFD30F3A2FF48331A04ED98568F8A62.34FB93B9F55122FBAF32B37D1CCA4123E97B0A5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd22de67d69353719%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgOQl8_Ty2tf1BiCfGTCcz7s7VN0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trail ends and you will have to take the local roads. The ride is about 60 miles and relatively safe. &lt;a href="www.taylorsfalls.govoffice.com/"&gt;Taylor falls &lt;/a&gt;has camping &lt;cite&gt; or &lt;a href="http://dnr.wi.gov/org/land/parks/specific/interstate/"&gt;Interstate State Park.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a great weekend getaway on the bike. Bring a friend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-9009401119164324142?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d22de67d69353719&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/9009401119164324142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=9009401119164324142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/9009401119164324142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/9009401119164324142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/11/ride-to-talyor-falls-from-thetwin.html' title='Ride to Talyor Falls from theTwin Cities'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-2404137879437814545</id><published>2008-11-04T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:27:51.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SRDohiSKa3I/AAAAAAAAARY/AgegeIVyDtk/s1600-h/SSPX1744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SRDohiSKa3I/AAAAAAAAARY/AgegeIVyDtk/s320/SSPX1744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks both ways. Nobody's stopping blue tonight.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-2404137879437814545?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/2404137879437814545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=2404137879437814545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/2404137879437814545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/2404137879437814545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/11/face-it.html' title='Face it'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SRDohiSKa3I/AAAAAAAAARY/AgegeIVyDtk/s72-c/SSPX1744.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-950245008017985778</id><published>2008-10-23T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:58:08.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recording while riding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dangerous biking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biking while camcording'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten most'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biking is dead'/><title type='text'>Biking just Died</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.citypages.com/2008-10-15/news/the-top-10-most-dangerous-bike-intersections-in-minneapolis/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 412px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SQFMRHx-NFI/AAAAAAAAANk/V5kTbiLiVWc/s320/ekib+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260569696775582802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Top Ten most dangerous bike intersections in Minneapolis according t&lt;a href="http://www.citypages.com/2008-10-15/news/the-top-10-most-dangerous-bike-intersections-in-minneapolis/"&gt;o Bradley Cambell. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-950245008017985778?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/950245008017985778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=950245008017985778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/950245008017985778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/950245008017985778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/10/biking-is-dead.html' title='Biking just Died'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SQFMRHx-NFI/AAAAAAAAANk/V5kTbiLiVWc/s72-c/ekib+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-7153784275037849891</id><published>2008-10-08T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T19:17:49.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Put on your Bike Light!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="medium"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portlandonline.com/transportation/index.cfm?a=141597&amp;amp;c=34811"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.portlandonline.com/shared/cfm/image.cfm?id=172753" alt="See &amp;amp; Be Seen poster graphic" align="right" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;n the fall &amp;amp; winter 2007-08 &lt;a href="http://www.commissionersam.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Commissioner Sam Adams&lt;/a&gt; and the Portland Office of Transportation again teamed up with community partners to encourage cyclists to use lights and to remind motorists to watch for bikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about all these recent fatal accidents involving bikes here in Minneapolis. I know many bikers are concerned that new riders are unprepared for biking in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New bikers need to be prepared to deal with the expected and unexpected.  Lights on your bike are a necessity for night riding in the city.  Gloves,  helmet and reflective tape add to your personal safety.  A rain coats nice when it rains.  I like to bike in regular board shorts or swim trunks.  I do have rain pants but I sweat in them.  Make sure your core is warm and you hydrate i.e. drink water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New riders need to understand that we share the road too. Stay to the right but not in the gutter. If a car cuts you off, you swerve but stay on your bike. Hey! You are alright. This happens all the time. Keep riding. Try to be more noticed by cars. Stay away from big trucks -- if you can. Look for routes that are not as busy.  Anticipate, look both ways. Wave your hands in the air.  Wave them like you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-7153784275037849891?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/7153784275037849891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=7153784275037849891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7153784275037849891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7153784275037849891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/10/put-on-your-bike-light.html' title='Put on your Bike Light!'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-2994550970442194899</id><published>2008-10-05T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T17:26:23.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SOlbHZZ8cjI/AAAAAAAAANM/ByKp99bYc4U/s1600-h/SSPX1641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SOlbHZZ8cjI/AAAAAAAAANM/ByKp99bYc4U/s320/SSPX1641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253830622941311538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-2994550970442194899?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/2994550970442194899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=2994550970442194899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/2994550970442194899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/2994550970442194899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SOlbHZZ8cjI/AAAAAAAAANM/ByKp99bYc4U/s72-c/SSPX1641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-8498615225847246977</id><published>2008-09-27T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:41:54.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 parts to Water</title><content type='html'>You are hanging&lt;br /&gt;ON a wall&lt;br /&gt;Of rhyolite.&lt;br /&gt;ON H2O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You climbs on&lt;br /&gt;time&lt;br /&gt;Could be your  top roping&lt;br /&gt;It's alll fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got you right here&lt;br /&gt;double checked your gear&lt;br /&gt;wide awake&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SN8mEDE9FBI/AAAAAAAAANE/uNLXVgJ_-rw/s1600-h/SSPX1631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SN8mEDE9FBI/AAAAAAAAANE/uNLXVgJ_-rw/s320/SSPX1631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250957541524706322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-8498615225847246977?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/8498615225847246977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=8498615225847246977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/8498615225847246977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/8498615225847246977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/09/3-parts-to-water.html' title='3 parts to Water'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SN8mEDE9FBI/AAAAAAAAANE/uNLXVgJ_-rw/s72-c/SSPX1631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-9022095364506224981</id><published>2008-08-26T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T19:50:54.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedal GOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SLSyTls6j_I/AAAAAAAAAMs/wM5IdEB5wAA/s1600-h/SSPX1532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SLSyTls6j_I/AAAAAAAAAMs/wM5IdEB5wAA/s320/SSPX1532.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239008316146487282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a Pedicab out in front of the Jasmine 26 on Eat street.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-9022095364506224981?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/9022095364506224981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=9022095364506224981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/9022095364506224981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/9022095364506224981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/08/pedal-god.html' title='Pedal GOD'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SLSyTls6j_I/AAAAAAAAAMs/wM5IdEB5wAA/s72-c/SSPX1532.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-3127083158112236986</id><published>2008-08-26T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T18:46:17.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good things are best Shared</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SLSwMdSG6CI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Bpub2D1NQb0/s1600-h/SSPX1535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SLSwMdSG6CI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Bpub2D1NQb0/s320/SSPX1535.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239005994604226594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Schwinn "Twin" Tandem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way to get others into bicycle commuting is buying a tandem bike and inviting them along. Say you will run and errand with them on your bike. Bring the bungee cord and have a few extra helmets or invite them to wear their own.  Biking is really best shared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-3127083158112236986?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/3127083158112236986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=3127083158112236986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3127083158112236986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3127083158112236986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-things-are-best-shared.html' title='Good things are best Shared'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SLSwMdSG6CI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Bpub2D1NQb0/s72-c/SSPX1535.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-8355782716832416771</id><published>2008-08-24T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:24:59.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sow the Seed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SLIwmAgRETI/AAAAAAAAAMM/uaMHM-ncayQ/s1600-h/SSPX1555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SLIwmAgRETI/AAAAAAAAAMM/uaMHM-ncayQ/s320/SSPX1555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238302746113806642" border="0" /&gt;Unidentified artist at the State Fair &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is real 3D art: a bike make from seeds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came for some food and Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured out something about the State Fair. It's very basic and it deals with bright lights, the sense of smell and the intimate relationship with food names and their corresponding  "ooohs" and  "aaaahhhs." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever  ca$h you bring will be spent on delightful tastes, sounds and smells, all while hanging with others with similar tastes.  The fatter your wallet--The more you will fit in your gullet.  Come hungry. Leave fullfilled with velvet teeth and a sense of  accomplishment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres $40 bucks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lufsa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lamb chunks (local MN raised)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lamb burger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Milkshake (w/Reeses)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beer (a Linenkugal)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Foot long dog (split)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Root beer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frozen cider in a bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pronto puff \ Corn dog  (forgot which is which)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fried Cheese Curds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-8355782716832416771?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/8355782716832416771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=8355782716832416771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/8355782716832416771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/8355782716832416771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/08/sow-seed.html' title='Sow the Seed'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SLIwmAgRETI/AAAAAAAAAMM/uaMHM-ncayQ/s72-c/SSPX1555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-7747359173306118059</id><published>2008-08-12T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T11:34:36.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Schwinn -Twin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=2da33559d9&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11ba0396a5f8b607"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=2da33559d9&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11ba0396a5f8b607" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-7747359173306118059?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/7747359173306118059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=7747359173306118059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7747359173306118059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7747359173306118059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/08/schwinn-twin.html' title='Schwinn -Twin'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-6456940954573684080</id><published>2008-07-30T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:23:16.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Critical Mass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SJEsfq703qI/AAAAAAAAAL8/FTlmTu12wzg/s1600-h/SSPX1522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SJEsfq703qI/AAAAAAAAAL8/FTlmTu12wzg/s320/SSPX1522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;never have rode a critical mass. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure I belong in a group of riders called critical mass.  I know they would gladly welcome me with Police escorts and all.  I believe they run every red light following the lead cop car.  Some police ride on bikes too.  It's just so much fun watching a large group of bikers.  Critical Mass is a triple bypass for city streets.  It cleanses the cities arteries of vehicle traffic. It clears the space.  Like a nice summer rain on a hot day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SJEsfq703qI/AAAAAAAAAL8/FTlmTu12wzg/s1600-h/SSPX1522.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-6456940954573684080?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/6456940954573684080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=6456940954573684080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/6456940954573684080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/6456940954573684080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/07/sit-back-in-sober-rain-and-watch.html' title='Critical Mass'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SJEsfq703qI/AAAAAAAAAL8/FTlmTu12wzg/s72-c/SSPX1522.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-7479103172216655860</id><published>2008-06-10T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:13:13.062-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Space2Burn New Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40 SUV&apos;s and a Suburban Home'/><title type='text'>Phoenix Mars Lander  - Transports my Apartment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://space2burn.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SE80ZLQDQpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/MxBolne_noc/s320/space+2+burn-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210440901012439698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://space2burn.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the sucking sound.&lt;br /&gt;The suburbs drying up.  Bulldozed. Sent back to nature.&lt;br /&gt;The city grows up. People bike. This is the sound.  Unloading your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait. What is your address? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh. It's 5940 Harriet Ave. A. S. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's the A.S?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After Suburbia"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-7479103172216655860?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/7479103172216655860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=7479103172216655860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7479103172216655860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7479103172216655860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/06/phoenix-mars-lander-transports-my.html' title='Phoenix Mars Lander  - Transports my Apartment'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SE80ZLQDQpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/MxBolne_noc/s72-c/space+2+burn-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-1115875114757810598</id><published>2008-06-02T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T21:45:02.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DRIVE or Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SES6Ia1nbBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_Z9xQeZM5Ks/s1600-h/Drive+Eat+Bag+Lunch-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SES6Ia1nbBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_Z9xQeZM5Ks/s320/Drive+Eat+Bag+Lunch-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207491722953059346" border="0" /&gt;cool tatoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pledge to be prepared to pack-a-lunch if my car leaves my garage. I get the cold bologna sandwich for firing up my fire breathing monster. This is another great way to keep the car keys in the pocket; another way in trying not to drive my CAR!   If I drive I have to save another way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently looking for a carbon sponsor -or- someone to purchase my carbon credits for me not driving my 25 MPG car around town.  This is similar to something referred to as, "Emmissions Trading" in the Kyoto protocol.  Sponsor a biker.  Offset your CARBON load&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My savings for riding my bike comes down to a couple of dollars a day saved not buying $4 a gallon gas, better health and fresh air.  I keep saying I will be free from the dragon. I have not wished this upon myself though because I do use my car on occasion.  I have not slain my car. &lt;br /&gt;I like my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ride my bike to slow down. I ride for my health.  And one day, I will be sponsored and will have one more reason to ride my bike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-1115875114757810598?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/1115875114757810598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=1115875114757810598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1115875114757810598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1115875114757810598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/06/drive-or-ride.html' title='DRIVE or Ride'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SES6Ia1nbBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_Z9xQeZM5Ks/s72-c/Drive+Eat+Bag+Lunch-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-4511967761613910307</id><published>2008-05-28T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T18:51:07.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[ nose over end ] I fixed my bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SD4JU4e9nkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/l6DErQzeCFM/s1600-h/bike+like+to+stand-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SD4JU4e9nkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/l6DErQzeCFM/s320/bike+like+to+stand-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205608473651158594" border="0" /&gt; my bike was on my stand. I locked it to the  stand and came back to it later. I had to true the rim and that takes time.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back to it the next day and it looked funny locked to my stand.  I trued it eventually. The stand clamp is almost it's own lock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the idea of a bike hotel.  Sort of looks like the dry cleaners. All these bikes lined up on a conveyor belt. You drop your bike off. It get's hung up.  You get your ticket, pay and go.  Something like this would encourage people to ride more in the winter.  Bikes on a conveyor.&lt;br /&gt;That sounds really creepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-4511967761613910307?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/4511967761613910307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=4511967761613910307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4511967761613910307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4511967761613910307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/05/nose-over-end-i-fixed-my-bike.html' title='[ nose over end ] I fixed my bike'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SD4JU4e9nkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/l6DErQzeCFM/s72-c/bike+like+to+stand-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-5550540693455494880</id><published>2008-05-27T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:10:25.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bus and bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike on bus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike stands'/><title type='text'>bike on a bus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SDzVrYe9njI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4F-NlxvRLJA/s1600-h/bike+on+bus-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SDzVrYe9njI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4F-NlxvRLJA/s320/bike+on+bus-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205270210616860210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SDzT4Ye9niI/AAAAAAAAAIU/eDG2haDazd8/s1600-h/bike+on+bus-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SDzT4Ye9niI/AAAAAAAAAIU/eDG2haDazd8/s320/bike+on+bus-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205268234931904034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to bike than get on a bus or even put my bike on a bus. I put my bike on the rail all day. No steps. Everything is one level. I like the way the tracks squeel around corners and how the gate open and close automatically. They have these cool racks that prop the bikes up vertically. I love kicking people out of this section if they are standing in the way.  I can say, "Hi! I have a bike. Please move!" All without saying a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand a few reasons you might want to put your bike on a bus. I have never loaded my bike on a bus; I probably never will. Everyone must hate you for having to take extra time to load it and unload. "Hello! Let's go would you. You slow bike buser. You slow poke. TODAY would yah. Bike freak!!" This is what I would anticipate others thinking but never saying.  It's Minnesota people: MN nice, YOu betcha, Don't jah know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike and bus if you have too. Bike it. You like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-5550540693455494880?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/5550540693455494880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=5550540693455494880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5550540693455494880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5550540693455494880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/05/bike-on-bus.html' title='bike on a bus'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SDzVrYe9njI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4F-NlxvRLJA/s72-c/bike+on+bus-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-5588934422868005659</id><published>2008-05-02T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T17:33:54.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SBuyv4Afl7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/cest11ESuQ0/s1600-h/jucy+lucy-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SBuyv4Afl7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/cest11ESuQ0/s320/jucy+lucy-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195943130660050866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SBuyUIAfl6I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Zh5xvWNeJ3o/s1600-h/jucy+lucy-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SBuyUIAfl6I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Zh5xvWNeJ3o/s320/jucy+lucy-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195942653918680994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-5588934422868005659?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/5588934422868005659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=5588934422868005659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5588934422868005659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5588934422868005659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/05/dinner-dilemma.html' title='Dinner Dilemma'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SBuyv4Afl7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/cest11ESuQ0/s72-c/jucy+lucy-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-6929979789009674470</id><published>2008-04-24T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:35:38.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May Day Parade - Powderhorn Park 1 pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SBaXV4Afl4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/BpbbOP-VyMg/s1600-h/toilet+and+kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SBaXV4Afl4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/BpbbOP-VyMg/s320/toilet+and+kid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194505622285948802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hobt.org/mayday/cere/index.html"&gt;Heart of the Beast Theater:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my second year attending this parade.  I would not miss it now that I live in the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the weather forcast is for 6 ft of snow but that is all to melt by 1 pm for the start of the parade. The parade starts I believe on Lake and journey's to Powderhorn. The best part is when the image of the sun comes across Powderhorn Lake.  Their will be suprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring the beach chair and blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hobt.org/mayday/cere/index.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.hobt.org/mayday/cere/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maria Montello of MPR: Making of May Day with slideshow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weekendamerica.publicradio.org/programs/2008/04/26/ss/mayday/magic_of_may_day.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://weekendamerica.publicrad&lt;wbr&gt;io.org/programs/2008/04/26/ss&lt;wbr&gt;/mayday/magic_of_may_day.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-6929979789009674470?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/6929979789009674470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=6929979789009674470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/6929979789009674470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/6929979789009674470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/04/may-day-parade-powderhorn-park-1-pm.html' title='May Day Parade - Powderhorn Park 1 pm'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SBaXV4Afl4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/BpbbOP-VyMg/s72-c/toilet+and+kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-3583858493166356006</id><published>2008-04-24T20:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T20:25:22.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pond Report</title><content type='html'>Currently my bird pond is full. It is probably too full.  The rain started in the morning and did not stop till well into the evening.  We like rain but snow is better.  I say this as reports tomorrow speak of snow up to 2'' in the evening hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke with a stink eye this morning. NO. My eye was swollen shut and was so itchy. I was itching it all night.   I made an appointment to see the Dr. immediately. I need to get this pink eye out of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I biked! In the fun rain. I had my rain gear on only to find out that my shoes are not really all that water proof nor my wind breaker. I was piled on wet when I walked into the hospital.  Drip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who is this guy walking in with wet cloths?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I got bad allergies," so the Doc says. She ordered me some $40 eye drops that actually work.  Then she commented, " And you biked here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I did and I am wet and it's really ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the rain. Rain means warm weather in MN.&lt;br /&gt;Rain means spring time and green things. Rain means leaves and mowing lawns and warm sunny days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bird pond is full. My cloths are drying.  Spring is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SBFMXYAfl2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/HzxoiuZ3WLw/s1600-h/clean+up-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SBFMXYAfl2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/HzxoiuZ3WLw/s320/clean+up-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193015809800116066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-3583858493166356006?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/3583858493166356006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=3583858493166356006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3583858493166356006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3583858493166356006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/04/pond-report.html' title='Pond Report'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/SBFMXYAfl2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/HzxoiuZ3WLw/s72-c/clean+up-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-1346648832856946215</id><published>2008-03-08T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T14:04:44.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Winter's cold Blur is gone</title><content type='html'>NOt to be a party pooper or anything that might hint at me being tired of the cold. Tonight we switch are clocks an hour ahead for daylight savings. I see it as one hour closer to Spring. Spring forward, Fall backwards. I am looking forward to warmer days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minnesota had one of the colder winters on record.  We had early snow and I was thinking we were going to get tons of it. Just the opposite. The snow fall has been naught. Everywhere else has seen a bountiful of beautiful white. I hope for them is does not melt too quickly. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R9MLuW3hfXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Qry_gC5rzqU/s1600-h/March+08-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R9MLuW3hfXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Qry_gC5rzqU/s320/March+08-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175493287819181426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bring on some snow Mr. Frosty. We need a few more inches; how about a foot of nice fluffy stuff. Give me your dandruff God.  I want to play in it one more time before the spring buds fresh new life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-1346648832856946215?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/1346648832856946215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=1346648832856946215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1346648832856946215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1346648832856946215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-winters-cold-blur-is-gone.html' title='When Winter&apos;s cold Blur is gone'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R9MLuW3hfXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Qry_gC5rzqU/s72-c/March+08-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-3144569851785346282</id><published>2008-01-28T20:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:25:19.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R56pHvnKAfI/AAAAAAAAAHE/i2Oee0vHpio/s1600-h/SSPX0957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R56pHvnKAfI/AAAAAAAAAHE/i2Oee0vHpio/s320/SSPX0957.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160748173518045682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is kinda what I look like riding my bike here in the winter months in Minnesota. I have my baklava and helmet.  Glasses help keep the frozen air out of my eyes. If I have to put the goggles on to ride it is usually so cold that my whiskers get frozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a great day for riding. Monday morning is tough to get on the bike sometimes. I pushed and made it the first 5 so I knew I would make it all the way. I rode some errands and came out to notice it was raining. NO RAin. It's winter time. I want snow.!! Come back snow. Winter is definitely not over. Right when I just started getting used to the cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-3144569851785346282?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/3144569851785346282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=3144569851785346282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3144569851785346282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3144569851785346282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/01/ok.html' title='Ok'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R56pHvnKAfI/AAAAAAAAAHE/i2Oee0vHpio/s72-c/SSPX0957.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-1262080899909137740</id><published>2008-01-16T20:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:12:41.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Bikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R47hCNvF_ZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GKY9k-UdS_E/s1600-h/SSPX0963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R47hCNvF_ZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GKY9k-UdS_E/s320/SSPX0963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156306051548970386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ride bikes as enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;Another rides to sing songs.&lt;br /&gt;Others just ride everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Ride away&lt;br /&gt;The joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The joy of Riding &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;everyday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Some take a few days off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No rollin down the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Come back stronger even stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Want to make this today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;***Highlight area that you cannot read! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-1262080899909137740?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/1262080899909137740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=1262080899909137740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1262080899909137740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1262080899909137740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/01/reality-bikes.html' title='Reality Bikes'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R47hCNvF_ZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GKY9k-UdS_E/s72-c/SSPX0963.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-1705322662755109725</id><published>2008-01-08T20:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T22:26:18.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extendo Ride!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R4Rg_9vF_YI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T62rWH1X5xk/s1600-h/bike.jpg"&gt;aka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUB&lt;br /&gt;Large Utility Bike&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R4Rg_9vF_YI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T62rWH1X5xk/s1600-h/bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R4Rg_9vF_YI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T62rWH1X5xk/s320/bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153350525638802818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten LUB stickers for your bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to LUB&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LUB-o-lympics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LUB-be&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You look LUB-ly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LUB-a-dub&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MakeLUB - NOT WAR&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where's the LUB?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I LUB you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would LUB 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Un LUB able&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-1705322662755109725?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/1705322662755109725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=1705322662755109725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1705322662755109725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1705322662755109725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2008/01/extendo-ride.html' title='Extendo Ride!!'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R4Rg_9vF_YI/AAAAAAAAAG0/T62rWH1X5xk/s72-c/bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-6818971345166985879</id><published>2007-12-23T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T12:26:07.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Lockers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R27Cw9vF_XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/r9GZ3U7qQ-Q/s1600-h/SSPX0498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R27Cw9vF_XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/r9GZ3U7qQ-Q/s320/SSPX0498.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147265570592652658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool Poly-shelled bike lockers shield your bike from the elements. These are perfect for a place with loads of rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These particular ones were near a rail station in SanDiego along side the Coaster -- which is a commuter transit rail in San Diego that services the Northern Beach communities and Downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope MN sticks to building more rails and securing safe transport routes for bikes to any location in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;safest and fastest way&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-6818971345166985879?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/6818971345166985879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=6818971345166985879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/6818971345166985879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/6818971345166985879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/12/bike-lockers.html' title='Bike Lockers'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R27Cw9vF_XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/r9GZ3U7qQ-Q/s72-c/SSPX0498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-6654269709748792317</id><published>2007-12-23T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:31:05.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midtown Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R27A3dvF_WI/AAAAAAAAAGk/pC9vqP3rMhM/s1600-h/midown+painting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R27A3dvF_WI/AAAAAAAAAGk/pC9vqP3rMhM/s320/midown+painting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147263483238546786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; maKE it to the Old Sears Building on Lake and Chicago St. Now is the time. It is a warm International marketplace with live music, FOOD, gifts and grocery. This historic building that is now the Midtown market place. Look for it Especially now that their is a bike-able way there from the Greenway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to bike past the Market and on the North East side is a new ramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This painting may be in there? Artist unknown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-6654269709748792317?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/6654269709748792317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=6654269709748792317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/6654269709748792317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/6654269709748792317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/12/midtown-market.html' title='Midtown Market'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R27A3dvF_WI/AAAAAAAAAGk/pC9vqP3rMhM/s72-c/midown+painting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-8039971889288305690</id><published>2007-12-10T17:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T19:27:15.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin bikes in the Twin Cities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R13tTuXQ0uI/AAAAAAAAAGc/kgqpFO2cJl0/s1600-h/twin+bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142527272645874402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R13tTuXQ0uI/AAAAAAAAAGc/kgqpFO2cJl0/s320/twin+bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You ride with your partner when it's cold and things are just so much warmer.  These bikes are siamese twins with a cab on the back for groceries (or snow). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The far bike steers, the yellow bike has a stationary front bars and the wood that is locked to the tree connects the forks so when the far biker steers the yellow bike follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great set up bike-Gyver! Cheers for your commitment to sticking together. You ride together. You stay together. Your stuck together. You live together. Mount together and ride!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-8039971889288305690?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/8039971889288305690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=8039971889288305690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/8039971889288305690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/8039971889288305690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/12/twin-bikes-in-twin-cities.html' title='Twin bikes in the Twin Cities'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R13tTuXQ0uI/AAAAAAAAAGc/kgqpFO2cJl0/s72-c/twin+bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-8271064479758554099</id><published>2007-12-10T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T17:48:58.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>People bike in the Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R13sJeXQ0tI/AAAAAAAAAGU/m3IcN_YfZ5Y/s1600-h/WI+BIKE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R13sJeXQ0tI/AAAAAAAAAGU/m3IcN_YfZ5Y/s320/WI+BIKE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142525997040587474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more I read articles about people who bike through the entire winter. Living north of the 40 Parallel  you have some consistent cold so sure. This is a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wall Street Journal ran article on killer winter biking gear (if you have the cash to pay for a $250 pair of Lake boots). Even Time magazine mentioned winter biking in an article on "going green."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I get a Global Warming Action email from the Sierra Club.  They have an article with this weblink on biking. &lt;a href="http://www.bicyclinglife.com/Recreation/wintercycling.htm"&gt;http://www.bicyclinglife.com/Recreation/wintercycling.htm &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who wrote the article is from Alaska.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I breezed throught the article, as I believe I have read it before. I think it stresses the fact that on cold days you may wimp out. Also that you are a super minority. Lastly that winter riding is safe (because of all the layers you have on) and that it is FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down and plan a trip to work on your bike. Spiked tires are nice but I took them off; the sliding is so minimal.  You just have to be alert to the big ice chunks in the road.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-8271064479758554099?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/8271064479758554099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=8271064479758554099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/8271064479758554099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/8271064479758554099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/12/people-bike-in-winter.html' title='People bike in the Winter'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R13sJeXQ0tI/AAAAAAAAAGU/m3IcN_YfZ5Y/s72-c/WI+BIKE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-8385901396407079352</id><published>2007-12-08T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T20:03:40.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Global Warming</title><content type='html'>I'm walking from the garage to the house. It is always the cold days that make heat so nice. Always the hot days that make many wish it was cold. Such a sweet-n-sour existence to living in MN.  You have the best of both worlds. I am thinking at the back of my head, "If only it was warm." These thoughts came strong and made me warm.  "I create my own heat." "That stinging sensation is not my frozen toes, frozen face or rosey frozy nosey." It is HOT.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was warmly fooling myself I was somewhere else, sipping a cold something on a warm beach. The sun. Oh that sun right there behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hot. SEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R1thyOXQ0sI/AAAAAAAAAGM/4mqclG8Aeik/s1600-h/temp+hot.jpg"&gt;We just had the coldest night here in Minnesota. We are covered white. The Last two years have been dull and brown till the New year.  I heard on the radio that MN has not been this covered in snow this early since 1996; the entire state under at least 3" of snow. Last night was to be the coldest of the year. 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two chambers enclosed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A two chambered red bell pepper heart. It looks like the stigma is still intact. It pierces the heart of the flower it was. A bleeding heart.  Soppy heart with a thorn in it's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sits on my spice rack- on top of the iodinized salt. Next to the pepper and Mrs. Dash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An omen of good vibes, fresh beats, pumping rhymes - steady, flowing then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ride&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to eat.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R0ED7jECw2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/88nIVShByOo/s1600-h/jucy+lucy-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R0ED7jECw2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/88nIVShByOo/s320/jucy+lucy-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134389371738440546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-346659147590335673?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/346659147590335673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=346659147590335673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/346659147590335673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/346659147590335673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/11/bell-pepper-heart.html' title='Bell Pepper Heart'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/R0ED7jECw2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/88nIVShByOo/s72-c/jucy+lucy-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-5253404392942964793</id><published>2007-11-15T20:45:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T20:52:58.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ride my bike in the snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rz0gszECw1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/SmMnt9nugN4/s1600-h/TheHubflyercolor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rz0gszECw1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/SmMnt9nugN4/s320/TheHubflyercolor.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133295104265732946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click flyer for full Version!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-5253404392942964793?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/5253404392942964793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=5253404392942964793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5253404392942964793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5253404392942964793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-ride-my-bike-in-snow.html' title='I ride my bike in the snow'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rz0gszECw1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/SmMnt9nugN4/s72-c/TheHubflyercolor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-4100936261122579374</id><published>2007-11-11T20:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T20:57:11.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark side of Travel</title><content type='html'>Getting into your car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always knowing how much gas is in the tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do I need to get gas?" is the thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all too different than a&lt;br /&gt;cigarette smoker.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RzfYJqVWAXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/aPUVF9lV1zM/s1600-h/recycle+trolley+fair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RzfYJqVWAXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/aPUVF9lV1zM/s320/recycle+trolley+fair.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131807960906203506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smoker looks in his pack and notices two left. &lt;br /&gt;To a driver thats like just less than a quarter tank. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I need to fill up this tank -or- I need smokes. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dark side is smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopping a smoking habit and cutting driving a car out of a daily-live saves coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus! If you have to.  You can bike to go buy more smokes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-4100936261122579374?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/4100936261122579374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=4100936261122579374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4100936261122579374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4100936261122579374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/11/dark-side-of-travel.html' title='Dark side of Travel'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RzfYJqVWAXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/aPUVF9lV1zM/s72-c/recycle+trolley+fair.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-662255672643243362</id><published>2007-11-06T15:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T16:23:51.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night riding is a Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RzEDK-2tBgI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KT6TJEPsZlw/s1600-h/SSPX0716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RzEDK-2tBgI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KT6TJEPsZlw/s320/SSPX0716.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129884937757722114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the daylight savings time has passed and we are back on our normal winter wonderland, we ride with less natural light. It's a good idea to get one of those old generator lights that rub on the tire. I have a feeling those are coming back into style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you are the enlightened one who always shines a beautiful path, please put some lights on your bike! I own a car. I don't want to hit a bike rider.  No more sad examples of living on the dark side.  Put some light with that crank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen a package of white front and back red blinkers for $20 bucks. A cheap way to go to keep you pumping away on your path towards a big bright future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-662255672643243362?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/662255672643243362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=662255672643243362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/662255672643243362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/662255672643243362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/11/night-riding-is-reality.html' title='Night riding is a Reality'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RzEDK-2tBgI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KT6TJEPsZlw/s72-c/SSPX0716.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-3388365970425251226</id><published>2007-10-19T21:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T21:36:31.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apple Crisp'/><title type='text'>Apple Crisp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://kendallcard.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/skinning_twinlakespass.JPG"&gt;whe n the night are long, crisp and cool. The fall colors are so strong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets wet. That's ok. So do I.&lt;br /&gt;But it's nice knowing I can come back to my cold home.&lt;br /&gt;And whip up a nice batch of Apple Crisp's in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope i SAVED some vanilla ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect match for the cold night and warm body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may not be the best receipt  but it sure is easy.&lt;br /&gt;Just don't try cutting the butter with an egg beater; it does not work.&lt;br /&gt;I just sliced the butter up and then stuck my hands in to break up the clumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happiness is best share&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RxmBSV_-s_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/HwGm-B49GYE/s1600-h/10_16_0.JPEG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 524px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RxmBSV_-s_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/HwGm-B49GYE/s320/10_16_0.JPEG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123268203253773298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-3388365970425251226?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/3388365970425251226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=3388365970425251226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3388365970425251226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3388365970425251226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/10/apple-crisp.html' title='Apple Crisp'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RxmBSV_-s_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/HwGm-B49GYE/s72-c/10_16_0.JPEG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-1511217706753132285</id><published>2007-10-17T18:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T18:20:21.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riders Wanted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rxaz51_-s9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/0Qh9GFxAInU/s1600-h/SSPX0568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rxaz51_-s9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/0Qh9GFxAInU/s320/SSPX0568.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122479432509862866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is making a choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You choose to ride this new wave&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;you step back and wait for the next waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minneapolis needs pedalcab service!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Now recruiting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Riders Wanted! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-1511217706753132285?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/1511217706753132285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=1511217706753132285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1511217706753132285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1511217706753132285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/10/riders-wanted.html' title='Riders Wanted!'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rxaz51_-s9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/0Qh9GFxAInU/s72-c/SSPX0568.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-7126707992239336207</id><published>2007-10-03T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T19:25:23.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treehugger .com'/><title type='text'>Bike Mows Lawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.treehugger.com/files/2007/09/the_cutting_edg.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 415px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RwRLHl_-s5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/qFUFQaB719U/s320/Mower-BOB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117297670431355794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.treehugger.com/files/2007/09/the_cutting_edg.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-7126707992239336207?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/7126707992239336207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=7126707992239336207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7126707992239336207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7126707992239336207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/10/bike-mows-lawn.html' title='Bike Mows Lawn'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RwRLHl_-s5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/qFUFQaB719U/s72-c/Mower-BOB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-4757198548361809080</id><published>2007-09-30T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T18:04:53.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brains on your bike (when you are riding)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RwA9jF_-s2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/z0tkUHkBgAc/s1600-h/magna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RwA9jF_-s2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/z0tkUHkBgAc/s320/magna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116156849808126818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been training without my trainers. This could be a no brainer.&lt;br /&gt;Built this sick jump right near a hole dug for a tree.&lt;br /&gt;I got some speed but was swerving. Front tire dug early.&lt;br /&gt;Hit the dirt pile from the side and went flying into the pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun I actually did it again and  got it perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Even pulled up on the handle bars. Kicking off the top.&lt;br /&gt;Landed on two wheels. My back wheel right before my front.&lt;br /&gt;Back pedal - Lock the wheels. Ground cover sliding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just too gitty pulling that air.  Thoughts faded. Front wheels to the  fence.&lt;br /&gt;Knocked out a  picket. Body continuing and dropping with a whole fence section.&lt;br /&gt;Picked up my bike.&lt;br /&gt;I picked up my bike. Looked around.&lt;br /&gt;Then freedom rang. Freedom Rings.&lt;br /&gt;Without a fence and without a rider.&lt;br /&gt;The famous Ghost rider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding up to the pile I had my line picked. Ditched it to the right.&lt;br /&gt;Flying. The bike rolls off sight. On down the driveway to the street.&lt;br /&gt;I heard some brakes squeek. Then a sweet crunching sound.  Bumper to chrome.&lt;br /&gt;Rim bents. Motions spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jasondoesitall.com/bikewith2brains/2005830OnPlaya4.jpg"&gt;Keep you're brains on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; bike when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;your're&lt;/span&gt; r&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://jasondoesitall.com/bikewith2brains/2005830OnPlaya4.jpg"&gt;iding. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-4757198548361809080?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/4757198548361809080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=4757198548361809080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4757198548361809080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4757198548361809080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/09/brains-on-your-bike.html' title='Brains on your bike (when you are riding)'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RwA9jF_-s2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/z0tkUHkBgAc/s72-c/magna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-1009570056047533744</id><published>2007-09-18T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:45:33.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AFTON FX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RvCTDTzooLI/AAAAAAAAADs/1az3uaH4zSI/s1600-h/Afton+2007+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RvCTDTzooLI/AAAAAAAAADs/1az3uaH4zSI/s320/Afton+2007+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111747262131249330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RvCOjjzooKI/AAAAAAAAADk/NnPgl84pLc0/s1600-h/Afton+2007+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RvCOjjzooKI/AAAAAAAAADk/NnPgl84pLc0/s320/Afton+2007+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111742318623891618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the shirts we made this year for the 24 hrs at Afton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I only made the stencil. My teammates made their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says "Troast 24" on the back!  The Turkey Takes Afton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was at the Bryant lake Bowl this weekend checking out some live music. Witnessed the Minneapolis  Roller girls bash into each other on the street. Good times. Watched a fake fight break out. One girl was riding the other and then some wrestling. The referee screamed, "Give me 10." She was down and did 10 no problem. These are tuff girls!&lt;br /&gt;I get back to my bike and my helmet is gone (the one in the photo above) and my water bottle.  I hope they have a good time with that cracked helmet full of Afton Sweat.   I hope you were thirsty too!!!  I had about two sips left of some real good backwash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-1009570056047533744?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/1009570056047533744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=1009570056047533744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1009570056047533744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1009570056047533744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/09/afton-fx.html' title='AFTON FX'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RvCTDTzooLI/AAAAAAAAADs/1az3uaH4zSI/s72-c/Afton+2007+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-4840867088956517027</id><published>2007-09-07T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T16:30:57.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids with a View</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.canada.com/calgaryherald/news/story.html?id=02deaa69-c3e5-4b72-bad9-b6d268bed601&amp;k=49045"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RuHc0CcWeJI/AAAAAAAAADc/h4va22VGsgE/s320/SSPX0421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107606238981945490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not talking about the summer of 1982 when your parents took you in the Pinto car camping. Your view was about to explode from the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't we just get out of the car already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canada.com/calgaryherald/news/story.html?id=02deaa69-c3e5-4b72-bad9-b6d268bed601&amp;k=49045"&gt;Two Wheel View offers young people the chance to vacation on a bike. This year they went to Argentina. I took this same trip last year and had a blast. Sign up!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canada.com/calgaryherald/news/story.html?id=02deaa69-c3e5-4b72-bad9-b6d268bed601&amp;amp;k=49045" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-4840867088956517027?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/4840867088956517027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=4840867088956517027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4840867088956517027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4840867088956517027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/09/kids-with-view.html' title='Kids with a View'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RuHc0CcWeJI/AAAAAAAAADc/h4va22VGsgE/s72-c/SSPX0421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-3463508513286324342</id><published>2007-08-31T09:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T09:44:37.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow One at the 24 HR Afton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RthCvycWeHI/AAAAAAAAADM/bKrBDcGpI0Q/s1600-h/Afton+2007+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RthCvycWeHI/AAAAAAAAADM/bKrBDcGpI0Q/s320/Afton+2007+017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104903566386428018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Not too sure what is going on in the background here but it looks like the devil rider is being tempted by a human bunny. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott took an incredible ride in just over one hour. We are riding hardframes. I have a front shock. Scott does not.  Please notice the florescent yellow bike and helmet of pure white stryofoam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last  year the camel bag on my back here saved my life.  I came into a turn and my bike hit a root. Sliding forward I wrapped into a small tree and that camel bag caught the impact my spine would have taken.  Such an appropriate theme for this years race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme for this years 24 hr Afton was "Grow a Spine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.24hoursofafton.org/"&gt;http://www.24hoursofafton.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-3463508513286324342?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/3463508513286324342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=3463508513286324342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3463508513286324342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3463508513286324342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/08/grow-one-at-24-hr-afton.html' title='Grow One at the 24 HR Afton'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RthCvycWeHI/AAAAAAAAADM/bKrBDcGpI0Q/s72-c/Afton+2007+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-1413082011799290432</id><published>2007-08-22T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T21:29:37.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The girl with a blond Eyebrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rs0BEScWeGI/AAAAAAAAADE/31VZX0DajHc/s1600-h/SSPX0428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101735126062495842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rs0BEScWeGI/AAAAAAAAADE/31VZX0DajHc/s320/SSPX0428.jpg" border="0" /&gt; the real reason for blond eyebrows &lt;/a&gt;I was jogging in my neighborhood right after a nice bike ride and swim. This young girl on a corner asks me, "Do you know a girl with one blond eyebrow?" I kept running. She tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I don't think so!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She back stepped a bit and started describing her more. I really just kept running puzzled by the trick question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I answered "yes" I would be lying. I could have stopped and chatted with her to find out more. Maybe explain that describing someone by their most noticeable feature was something only detectives did when trying to catch criminals. But kids do it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started back towards my house and stopped an albino squirrel that wass peeping out from under a car, from crossing the road. The white rodent stopped and backed up under the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the girl with one blond eyebrow related to the albino squirrel in some genetic albino sense? I don't know enough about biology or genetics to know. I almost did another loop in my hood so I could ask the same girl a hypothetical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" If the girl with one blond eyebrow was a squirrel would she be an albino squirrel?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-1413082011799290432?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/1413082011799290432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=1413082011799290432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1413082011799290432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1413082011799290432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/08/girl-with-blond-eyebrow.html' title='The girl with a blond Eyebrow'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rs0BEScWeGI/AAAAAAAAADE/31VZX0DajHc/s72-c/SSPX0428.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-4399861640472102800</id><published>2007-07-26T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T14:53:21.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight it on your Bike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cd, paper,popsicle sticks. Artist unknown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RqlejMsAZDI/AAAAAAAAABs/6VZmqO3jhNs/s1600-h/SSPX0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091704812513289266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RqlejMsAZDI/AAAAAAAAABs/6VZmqO3jhNs/s320/SSPX0365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The real reason I ride is for my heart. Then my mind. Then maybe the environment. It never really is in that order. But it is never just one reason why I ride my bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been guilty this last week of having too many things to do, in too little time, where I felt I needed to get in my car. Case point: I drove to the bike shop to pick up a new bike tube and V-brakes. Sure I could have walked. Or taken my BMX bike on down the road.  But I was doing it for my bike so it's just OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home after other numerous errands, fixed the bike and got on with riding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some great excuses for firing up the dinosaur breather (--and solutions):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's been hot and sticky. I have to towel off after the ride."  --So bring a small towel.&lt;br /&gt;"Cars scare me."  -- Find a bike trail&lt;br /&gt;"Been Raining and Raining all day" -- Wear a trash bag or get rain gear and fenders for you bike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-4399861640472102800?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/4399861640472102800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=4399861640472102800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4399861640472102800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/4399861640472102800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/07/fight-it-on-your-bike.html' title='Fight it on your Bike!'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RqlejMsAZDI/AAAAAAAAABs/6VZmqO3jhNs/s72-c/SSPX0365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-8005090529394513698</id><published>2007-07-12T21:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T21:16:35.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing is Believing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rpb5RVDCYEI/AAAAAAAAABk/T6gIIcvRcIc/s1600-h/SHADOW+ROAD+BIKE+PAINT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rpb5RVDCYEI/AAAAAAAAABk/T6gIIcvRcIc/s320/SHADOW+ROAD+BIKE+PAINT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086526905264529474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They have these new marks on streets that are designated streets for safer biking! They have these chevrons denoting bike movements. A free bike zone of sorts. I think they may notify drivers that these roads are safe for bikers.  No speed bumps just these stencils.  "Bikes moving this way!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I biked with a friend yesturday north of the cities. The day was perfect despite the heavy wind.&lt;br /&gt;Passed by a rider who was having chain issues and shouted, "You all cool?" He didn't really look up but just said, "yup." Then this lycra rider on some 5lb. carbon road bike came zipping by in a blur.  He was really ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep riding and encouraging riders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-8005090529394513698?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/8005090529394513698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=8005090529394513698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/8005090529394513698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/8005090529394513698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/07/seeing-is-believing.html' title='Seeing is Believing'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rpb5RVDCYEI/AAAAAAAAABk/T6gIIcvRcIc/s72-c/SHADOW+ROAD+BIKE+PAINT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-3483133893637016934</id><published>2007-07-10T20:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:36:14.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's where my Rim Went!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RpRLsRuU3tI/AAAAAAAAABc/tIh-Ub_rPeE/s1600-h/IVY+WALL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RpRLsRuU3tI/AAAAAAAAABc/tIh-Ub_rPeE/s320/IVY+WALL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085773103252168402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RpRLFBuU3sI/AAAAAAAAABU/UvRY-weg1oI/s1600-h/IVY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RpRLFBuU3sI/AAAAAAAAABU/UvRY-weg1oI/s320/IVY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085772428942302914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fellow has so much fun with his yard. He's yard is full of bikes with flowers growing out of them and then this wall on this alley garage. Super functional and Green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw it earlier in the season and it was just the wheels. This creeping plant came up quickly and now you can barely tell that these are old bike rims beneath all the green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not count but I would guess there are maybe 50 rims. They all are straight too. Most are the front rim of a bike which is the easiest to take off a locked bike. Rarely do people lock their front rims. This guys got a racket for his creeping plant. I am locking my front rim now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. He probably got them donated or collected abandoned bikes in his alley. I may steal his idea but I won't steal the rims like him. I won't use straight rims. I want the beat up torn and tweaked, just straight bent rims.  I want a painful mess of spokes covered by a creeping jasmine vine. I can smell it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-3483133893637016934?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/3483133893637016934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=3483133893637016934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3483133893637016934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3483133893637016934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/07/thats-where-my-rim-went.html' title='That&apos;s where my Rim Went!!'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RpRLsRuU3tI/AAAAAAAAABc/tIh-Ub_rPeE/s72-c/IVY+WALL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-1893128949992830130</id><published>2007-06-24T18:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T18:46:50.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike on Rack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rn8aUaUiNwI/AAAAAAAAABE/yuzluqJ2wMg/s1600-h/SSPX0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rn8aUaUiNwI/AAAAAAAAABE/yuzluqJ2wMg/s320/SSPX0141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079807842662364930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bikes on the my roof rack. Took this while driving. Guess it was safer than sticking my head out the window to look.   The idea of driving somewhere to bike is a bit crazy at times.  If weekends were 5 days and the work week was 2 then then I might throw the bike on the car less.  Not suggesting that I never drive. I wish I always biked but I like to see things far away and then ride my bike. It takes a hours in a car to get to Lake Superior in a car which is maybe 3 days on a bike.  I like the idea of bringing a bike and then using it to cruise around and check out a town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bikes get people into the rhythm of people.  It's easy to stop and talk to a local. Even easier to get sidetracked or take a single track trail off a road into a thick forest and get lost.  Take your bike with you!  Remember that your roof bike rack makes your car at least 3 ft taller and beware of the Drive-thru's.  (A story for another blog)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-1893128949992830130?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/1893128949992830130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=1893128949992830130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1893128949992830130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/1893128949992830130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/06/bike-on-rack.html' title='Bike on Rack!'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rn8aUaUiNwI/AAAAAAAAABE/yuzluqJ2wMg/s72-c/SSPX0141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-7900867102670289311</id><published>2007-06-24T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T18:29:29.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes your bike is on your Rack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rn8aUaUiNwI/AAAAAAAAABE/yuzluqJ2wMg/s1600-h/SSPX0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rn8aUaUiNwI/AAAAAAAAABE/yuzluqJ2wMg/s320/SSPX0141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079807842662364930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-7900867102670289311?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/7900867102670289311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=7900867102670289311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7900867102670289311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7900867102670289311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/06/yes-your-bike-is-on-your-rack.html' title='Yes your bike is on your Rack!'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rn8aUaUiNwI/AAAAAAAAABE/yuzluqJ2wMg/s72-c/SSPX0141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-3690413362498786256</id><published>2007-06-23T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T09:51:23.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Save Green by Going Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rn1MS6UiNvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2KLHMY2T04o/s1600-h/SSPX0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rn1MS6UiNvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2KLHMY2T04o/s320/SSPX0107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079299842520528626" border="0" /&gt;Pot Hanger from  ReadyMade  - Inspired by the Compact &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Here is where Green is going. Being green is really not all about saving the world from Global Warming because this will eventually facilitate all humans becoming bike riders. Choosing less toxic foods, riding your bike rather than getting in the car, using efficient bulbs at home,  reusing --not abusing.  These things help you help yourself. Heart of heart's pumping.  Think of all the green you are saving and all that junk gets put to good use.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-3690413362498786256?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/3690413362498786256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=3690413362498786256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3690413362498786256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3690413362498786256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/06/save-green-by-going-green.html' title='Save Green by Going Green'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rn1MS6UiNvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2KLHMY2T04o/s72-c/SSPX0107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-7263928193134841626</id><published>2007-06-11T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T21:11:28.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No hands!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rm4R3qUiNuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7qZKW4Ejhac/s1600-h/Pic034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rm4R3qUiNuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7qZKW4Ejhac/s320/Pic034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075013478044022498" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about riding without hands? I like that I can do it. It comes down to knowing your bike. It helps if you are clipped into your bike but this is not necessary. My sister was dared by my brother to coast the hill by our home without hands. That was when seats were a banana and handle bars were right there in your face.  This was before I knew how to ride a bike. I just remember my Dad pulling up and seeing my sister laid out on the pissed pavement. Not the prettiest moment.  She wasn't wearing a helmet. The only helmets then were big and bulky or leather with straps and pads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just feels liberating at times not having to turn or hold on.  More in the summer than the winter. Nice dry days. I prefer the pavement over gravel.  I typically hold on going down hills. I guess it's easy to understand why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-7263928193134841626?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/7263928193134841626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=7263928193134841626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7263928193134841626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7263928193134841626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-hands.html' title='No hands!'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rm4R3qUiNuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7qZKW4Ejhac/s72-c/Pic034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-7313460231451382032</id><published>2007-06-06T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T21:03:28.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My only Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rmd_rKUiNsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eKKzIxPHVQ0/s1600-h/bike+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rmd_rKUiNsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eKKzIxPHVQ0/s320/bike+sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073163884737738434" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the signage on the sidewalks of Lanesboro, MN.  The yellow means "yield." The circle and slash means "NO." The figure on the inside is a real rough representation of a biker. I see no bike frame, just wheels and biker. I wish I knew the designer of this sign;  probably been riding bikes her entire life. How else would someone know what that gyrating feeling of loosing touch with your bike. When body and bike become merely body and wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rubarb Fest Rules! I was in Lanesboro to see the "Prairie Home Companion" held at the local softball field. Garrison Keillor took his time as they could not find a satellite to beam up this live show. Never seen so many wet-ends in my life. The rain came down through most of the show.  Best outing with my pancho ever!  Intermission came when the heavy rain started. The ticket says *Rain or Shine*. It was like some sort of omen. Maybe if it just said *shine only* we might have had it dry. Oh well. It was fun all the same. Much of Mr. Keillors monologs mimicked a sour sort of homily. Garrison went into a monolog on Graduations.  The rain continued. The band played, "You are my Sunshine." We danced and sang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-7313460231451382032?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/7313460231451382032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=7313460231451382032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7313460231451382032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/7313460231451382032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-only-sunshine.html' title='My only Sunshine'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rmd_rKUiNsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eKKzIxPHVQ0/s72-c/bike+sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-2074895092764899660</id><published>2007-05-21T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T11:40:54.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>0-O  o-O  Riding Partners</title><content type='html'>Was out on a great bike trip this last weekend. All along the Superior Lakeshore.&lt;br /&gt;Trails flat and smooth. The wind was cold and the waves broke hard upon the sandstone cliffs.&lt;br /&gt;Took some pauses along the way to catch a certain lake spray or hear the pockets of rock taking the full force of a wave.  More spray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flowering trees were in full bloom.  Some trees fallen completely over in laughter; a wall of roots, rock and earth.  The joking wind right off the lake blows here.  I see more than one tree laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice taking my time rolling down some gravel lanes. The sea in full rage-and-glory besides us.  I looked for ships but nothing poked out of the surf but rocks. Rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rakemag.com/stories/section_detail.aspx?itemID=30511&amp;catID=282&amp;amp;SelectCatID=282"&gt;*** Rake - Twin Cities on Two Wheels   -- Dan Gilchrist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.rakemag.com/stories/section_detail.aspx?itemID=30511&amp;catID=282&amp;amp;SelectCatID=282&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RlJqZadjRTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Gn6QYvpK778/s1600-h/Lars+Bikers.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-2074895092764899660?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/2074895092764899660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=2074895092764899660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/2074895092764899660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/2074895092764899660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/05/0-o-o-o-riding-partners.html' title='0-O  o-O  Riding Partners'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-5697291360629582116</id><published>2007-05-12T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T20:38:38.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride that way tooo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RlZaKqdjRUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WWaYS5HoPdk/s1600-h/Lars+Bikers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RlZaKqdjRUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WWaYS5HoPdk/s320/Lars+Bikers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068337569895499074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were biking with and without a helmet. I forgot my helmet but I wasn't too worried about others poor judgement; the cold and rainy weather took them home.  I did think about why I wear helmets in the City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might you believe motorist's look out for people riding without helmets. Here is the reasoning. Riders who have helmets may feel like they have some safety net so they may ride recklessly more often.  Drivers may have a tendency to give riders without helmets  a  special right away.  More crazy riders wearing helmets. Cars not giving preference.  You can make a connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding with a helmet is safe and sane in the city. It is  downright riding with poor judgment to be riding without a helmet. Just in case. Wears your helmet not "Where's your helmet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****cool read UTNE May/June Issue on Biking safe in the City ***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And once you look like you know what your're doing, ride that way too. "&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                     - Julie Hanus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-5697291360629582116?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/5697291360629582116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=5697291360629582116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5697291360629582116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5697291360629582116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/05/ride-that-way-tooo.html' title='Ride that way tooo!'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RlZaKqdjRUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WWaYS5HoPdk/s72-c/Lars+Bikers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-3524935899403526314</id><published>2007-05-02T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T20:44:20.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alien bike Invader</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RjlYeiXMCDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3TdMxTsM8Nc/s1600-h/bike+invader.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RjlYeiXMCDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3TdMxTsM8Nc/s320/bike+invader.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060172937970845746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is actually a study for body movements and a continuous line drawing of a bike with two bike panniers.  I failed at putting the body together. Looks like a sliced up bike alien. This is how I feel sometimes in the morning. I am totally gung-ho to get on the bike but the legs are not there for me; or vice versa, my heads not in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two ways around these seperated biker feelings. Doing some leg stretches helps! Stay in each posture for a full 45 seconds; it really makes a difference. As far as getting the bike in your head.  Once your on the bike things are so much better. It's a great kick start for the day.  Try to think of the days you struggle to stay awake because you left your bike at home.  Biking makes the days shorter and your life so much longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-3524935899403526314?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/3524935899403526314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=3524935899403526314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3524935899403526314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3524935899403526314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/05/alien-bike-invader.html' title='Alien bike Invader'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/RjlYeiXMCDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3TdMxTsM8Nc/s72-c/bike+invader.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-8177611509208012729</id><published>2007-04-21T02:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T20:34:06.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carbon zero!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4267/2433/1600/z/928675/image-upload-790091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4267/2433/320/z/338929/image-upload-790091.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;I was listening to a show on NPR about carbon being the binder of almost everything. Break the bond by making combustion and the carbon is released. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Biking would not be Carbon neutral.  Carbon neutral would be driving with biodiesel; using a fuel that was newly created by the sun and earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biking is zero emissions and 100% fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-8177611509208012729?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/8177611509208012729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=8177611509208012729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/8177611509208012729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/8177611509208012729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-have-new-picture-mail_21.html' title='Carbon zero!'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-5998223681415494838</id><published>2007-04-06T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T20:47:32.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird Pond: Frozen with SUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4267/2433/1600/z/455713/image-upload-799960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4267/2433/320/z/140481/image-upload-799960.jpg" width="320" /&gt;Sorry Birdies! NO water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4267/2433/1600/z/455713/image-upload-799960.jpg"&gt;This is the state here in Minneapolis. It's so nice out. The sun shines but it is so cold!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4267/2433/1600/z/455713/image-upload-799960.jpg"&gt;It's a sweet and sour sort of feeling. The skin basks in a freezer burn state.&lt;br /&gt;I did go for a ride today after spending a good 1/2 hour trueing one of my rims. It is far from perfect but at least the brakes are not rubbing. I do not have a true-ing stand so I have to improvise. Many things I do are a great improvisations on what I feel would be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play on Sun. I can't wait to dive into my shorts and Tshirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4267/2433/1600/z/455713/image-upload-799960.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-5998223681415494838?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/5998223681415494838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=5998223681415494838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5998223681415494838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/5998223681415494838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-have-new-picture-mail_06.html' title='Bird Pond: Frozen with SUN'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-2702937661845609002</id><published>2007-04-04T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T19:39:49.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Light Rail. Next stop.&quot;'/><title type='text'>Good thing I had my cue. My bus driver had this string attached to his mullet.I pulled so hard he reared back like Silver. I jumped out. Away!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4267/2433/1600/z/384321/image-upload-770542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 343px; HEIGHT: 311px" height="320" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4267/2433/320/z/127668/image-upload-770542.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-2702937661845609002?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/2702937661845609002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=2702937661845609002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/2702937661845609002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/2702937661845609002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-have-new-picture-mail.html' title='Good thing I had my cue. My bus driver had this string attached to his mullet.I pulled so hard he reared back like Silver. I jumped out. Away!!'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-83235377087497053</id><published>2007-03-24T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T10:34:09.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike MOwer - So much better than a tailpipe in your face.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4267/2433/1600/z/662263/image-upload-724037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4267/2433/320/z/18951/image-upload-724037.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bet he mows lawns&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MOZI LAWN .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I recently found this site for a bike plow. It's a super cool concept that a bike could plow the snow. It actually drags behind the bike and has wheels. Looks a lot like an woodbox trailer with and anvil tearing a path. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have yet to look for a "bike mower." I am sure something exists. I bet it drags behind your bike?  When that day comes. When streets through the city bet plowed under. More grass and trees and bike paths. Then we might see more bikes converted into bike mowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never pull up behind a bike mower.  Unless maybe you like grass clipping in your teeth.  So much better than a tailpipe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-83235377087497053?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/83235377087497053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=83235377087497053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/83235377087497053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/83235377087497053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-have-new-picture-mail_24.html' title='Bike MOwer - So much better than a tailpipe in your face.'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-3912399007137705812</id><published>2007-03-22T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T18:45:38.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get out of your Dinosaur!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tlcminnesota.org/calendar.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4267/2433/320/z/845299/image-upload-716834.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tlcminnesota.org/calendar.html"&gt;Ride, ride, ride. Then ride some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 Instant reasons Biking is good for commuting. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  You hair flys back in the wind. If you don't have hair you can always imagine&lt;br /&gt;2.  Never pay for parking.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Your heart loves you for it.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Balancing is fun.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Pedaling equals clean air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tlcminnesota.org/calendar.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Transit for Livable Communities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tlcminnesota.org/calendar.html"&gt;http://www.tlcminnesota.org/calendar.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-3912399007137705812?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/3912399007137705812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=3912399007137705812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3912399007137705812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/3912399007137705812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-have-new-picture-mail_22.html' title='Get out of your Dinosaur!'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-117444090898540061</id><published>2007-03-20T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T18:29:42.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Internal Monitoring</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/885092/unnamed-image-1-708985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/160/510907/unnamed-image-1-708985.jpg" width="160" /&gt;when discussions about Big Brother go to far&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/885092/unnamed-image-1-708985.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Always joking that I am being watched. I caught an associate in the act of monitoring me on his cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/885092/unnamed-image-1-708985.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He  got some really good footage of me on the phone talking with so and so about this and that.  He actually showed me the photo he zapped. It was me talking on the phone taking a picture of him.  We laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;This is the modern day duel:  Back-to-back, 12 steps turn and fire camara phone.  I believe my coworkers locked with a larger caliber weapon with the speedloader (i.e. more pixels with video.) I typically cock my hammer with my thumb( got a slider phone.) No speed loading.  It's not automatic.  We got the digital in common.  We both got shots off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what the challenge is because we never discussed it afterwards. I guess I won? I know he's not posting his on the web, in a blog. But then again, I am not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/885092/unnamed-image-1-708985.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-117444090898540061?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/117444090898540061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=117444090898540061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/117444090898540061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/117444090898540061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-have-new-picture-mail.html' title='Internal Monitoring'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-117418527563671420</id><published>2007-03-17T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T08:59:03.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paddywagon at the Dubliner</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/735110/unnamed-image-1-775636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/160/977717/unnamed-image-1-775636.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;For a mere $5 dollars cover, the Dubliner on University allowed it patrons to relic the days of St. Patrick in a tent out back.  Such a jolly affair. The squads were all there too. You know it's fun then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a fellow walking past smoking. I told him "you know you can smoke in here." He looked at his cigarette and said, " Remember those days?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suprised he didn't ask if I wanted one. I would have said, "No." The PaddyWagon's came on and the place got a bit rowdy. I could see all the snakes leaving the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-117418527563671420?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/117418527563671420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=117418527563671420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/117418527563671420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/117418527563671420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/03/paddywagon-at-dubliner.html' title='Paddywagon at the Dubliner'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-117261274704210874</id><published>2007-02-27T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T21:26:00.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Coaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/62133/unnamed-image-1-747042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/160/279927/unnamed-image-1-747042.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;New Belgium Beer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One my way back from a great trip to Colorado we stopped into the Cowboy bar and had a pint and a glass of milk. Sure! Kids are allowed.  Nothing like having a cold one before getting on an over crowded plane.  Please keep you seat belts fastened.  We are clear for take off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-117261274704210874?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/117261274704210874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=117261274704210874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/117261274704210874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/117261274704210874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/02/bike-coaster.html' title='Bike Coaster'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-117142803281193014</id><published>2007-02-13T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T21:20:59.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Iron Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/943153/unnamed-image-1-732811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/160/808322/unnamed-image-1-732811.jpg" width="160" /&gt;fiddling doozy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/943153/unnamed-image-1-732811.jpg"&gt;The Cabooze leveled their back bar so now they have room to dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/943153/unnamed-image-1-732811.jpg"&gt;Went to see the White Iron Band and they tore it up.  People's were moshing and romping and generally having a good time. Ready for the next show!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/943153/unnamed-image-1-732811.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-117142803281193014?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/117142803281193014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=117142803281193014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/117142803281193014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/117142803281193014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/02/white-iron-band.html' title='White Iron Band'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-117094197690277562</id><published>2007-02-08T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T20:18:06.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>" leave the car, the best exercise by far "</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/336062/unnamed-image-1-776903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/160/547059/unnamed-image-1-776903.jpg" width="160" /&gt;ba dah bah bahhhh     bahhh...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/336062/unnamed-image-1-776903.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was shocked to see this printed media on the side of my McD's bag.  I honestly do not eat at McD's as regularly as say the guy from Super Size Me. Is this what this campaign means anyways? Eat a Big Mac and do it by bike.  I am stoked that they are indirectly saying that biking is the best exercise by far.&lt;/span&gt; Biking is a good exercise. I like. I bike. Hey that rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Is BK now coming out with their version of getting fit on the Whopper? I would not be too suprised.  So please get on your bike and ride to your local fast food burger joint so that you can work off those fast calories with your family. And when your done tell yourself you love it.  You love that you rode to get some fast food. You love yourself because you rode that bike with training wheels.  You love it because your bike is an extension of yourself and when you get hungry from riding so much you need to go grab a burger meal and comfort yourself as you stuff your face. Yes. I rode here. I deserve this. And I am loving it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-117094197690277562?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/117094197690277562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=117094197690277562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/117094197690277562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/117094197690277562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/02/leave-car-best-exercise-by-far.html' title='&quot; leave the car, the best exercise by far &quot;'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-117013469374595928</id><published>2007-01-29T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:24:53.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen in Norther MN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/1600/677616/25%20below%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/320/631607/25%20below%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Team Kabetogama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 groups of gentle human souls. carried themselves out to embrace these frozen days on a lake way the, way up, North. Don't yah know? We all carried our rations of food and good spirits.  The purple heart goes to Matt's son.  A brave soul indeed at 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about this trip was the Empire tent and the frozen mass of lake that increased in ice thickness a cool couple of inches the two, icy and star studded nights we stayed here.  Frozen is a temporary state.   Can't wait to kayak here in the summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-117013469374595928?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/117013469374595928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=117013469374595928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/117013469374595928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/117013469374595928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/01/frozen-in-norther-mn.html' title='Frozen in Norther MN'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-116952275283040282</id><published>2007-01-22T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T20:07:05.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linus in full Hockey Gear</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/617369/unnamed-image-1-752830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/160/680010/unnamed-image-1-752830.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Linus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linus has got to have one of the loudest, most accurate slap-shot's any of those Peanuts can pass around.  Having to carry your blanket around with you all day is great practice.  How do you think he got so good with his stick?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I had a Linus toy when I was younger.  My cousin Brian gave it to me. It was rubber and the shirt was painted on.  He took a few dings during my childhood with him. He always stood on my dresser.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;When my cousin Brian started his family he asked me at a family party. "Do you still have that Linus?"     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Yes, I do."       &lt;/span&gt;"Can I have it for my son?"     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"NO"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I gave it to him but very reluctantly. It wasn't like he was a kid and really liked the toy which is probably why I ended up with it in the first place.  I really liked my Linus doll.  Guess it never really was my Linus.  I was just borrowing Linus for the 20 years I had him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-116952275283040282?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/116952275283040282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=116952275283040282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/116952275283040282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/116952275283040282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/01/linus-in-full-hockey-gear.html' title='Linus in full Hockey Gear'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-116926123951822722</id><published>2007-01-19T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T20:47:18.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consecutive Sunday Dumpings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/564749/unnamed-image-1-739518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/160/646566/unnamed-image-1-739518.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bird Pond update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sort of looks like this now. A bit has melted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-116926123951822722?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/116926123951822722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=116926123951822722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/116926123951822722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/116926123951822722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/01/consecutive-sunday-dumpings.html' title='Consecutive Sunday Dumpings'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-116908821834910993</id><published>2007-01-17T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:21:12.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crunch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/505755/unnamed-image-1-718349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/160/913580/unnamed-image-1-718349.jpg" width="160" /&gt;No can hear.  got snow in my tires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/505755/unnamed-image-1-718349.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biking in the snow takes certain courage. You lack the glide so your working harder to move.  And I think the whole balancing takes a bit more out of you. Watch for ice. No turning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately riding now is like a chorus to your ears. Crunch. Pop. Crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Winter riding GEAR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;gloves, ear muffs, helmet, windbreak, breatheable layers, snacks, thick socks, water and air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-116908821834910993?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/116908821834910993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=116908821834910993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/116908821834910993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/116908821834910993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/01/crunch.html' title='Crunch.'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19935403.post-116907055495063880</id><published>2007-01-17T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T20:37:00.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>XCEL _ Toronto kicks some Wild @rze</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/0/552372/unnamed-image-1-754950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3284/1983/160/219418/unnamed-image-1-754950.jpg" width="160" /&gt;taken during the Only Wild Goal the entire night (2-1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19935403-116907055495063880?l=bikingit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/feeds/116907055495063880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19935403&amp;postID=116907055495063880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/116907055495063880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19935403/posts/default/116907055495063880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikingit.blogspot.com/2007/01/xcel-toronto-kicks-some-wild-rze.html' title='XCEL _ Toronto kicks some Wild @rze'/><author><name>Koa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04639614192308791465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UW2W6uEEWFU/Rsz_zycWeFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G1PSTHwCExw/s320/SSPX0425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
