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The beast continued to advance its short fun bristling up over much of its body with an intermittent snarl revealing sharp and powerful teeth and a low rumble reverberating through its taut chest. My mind roiled in a feverish mix of fear and excitement as I imagined the following exchange between myself, the beast, and … Continue reading The Hound of the Gastonvilles

“Do you think you’ll keep doing these rides or are you done?” asked Bryan as he, Bob, and I sat together in a booth at a Burger King after completing my first 200 kilometer bike ride, the Tar Heel 200 whose out and back route snakes through southeastern North Carolina between Benson and the crossroads … Continue reading Quest For The R-12 Award

Apparently, I am dying. Or so said the interventional cardiologist who performed my latest heart catheterization procedure as he described a preciptious decline in my cardiovascular function and proffered options of last resort such as heart pumps and transplants. Do I look like I’m dying? No. Do I feel like I’m dying? No. Do I … Continue reading Why I Ride

I call it the “Groundhog Day” conversation, a reference to the movie starring Bill Murray, because I get drawn into the same exchange most times I travel to participate in a group ride. First the polite question: “Where are you from?” Followed by the polite answer: “Greensboro.” Then a look of surprise and the abrupt, … Continue reading In Search of Local Amish