It's good to be prepared for when geocaching sends you places you can't really take a bike, even though you're still dressed for cycling...
We had some flooding last July, and some of the bike paths by the river weren't realistically rideable. Not if you want to keep from getting drenched in Chena-river-water, anyway.
Like with any sport, the gear tends to develop as the rider does. My family sent me a couple jerseys for my birthday, like this one here:
Note: I was a lot more excited than that, but the smiley pictures came out a little fuzzy (like the cat in the corner of this one). Sorry about that.
My buddy Byronius got me a new chain ring, which Coffee Duck taught me how to replace. Nailed it! My first bike upgrade! Yay!
Geocaching is always one of my favorite hobbies, and cycling makes it much easier and more fun! Arctic Llama was even able to bring his Llamalets along.
On my way to work one fateful morning early last summer, I wrecked and scraped my face up. It felt like it took forever to heal, but it was really only a couple weeks, and now the scar is almost unnoticeable. This is after I cleaned up a bit--I thought the "before" picture might be a little too cringeworthy for the blog.
I am really grateful I was wearing my helmet. That crack there could have been my skull! I've always been really dedicated to wearing a helmet, but now I have a really good story about why. I kept the broken one so I can use it as a show and tell item.
Eventually, Coffee Duck and I worked our way into mountain biking. Nothing suuuper hardcore, since neither of our bikes are designed for the crazy stuff, but Esther Dome had some fun and interesting trails. Or... well, mud.
A trail to a (relatively) nearby glacier had some interesting parts too:
Someday when I'm rich, I'll get a Corvus fat bike and have some awesome winter cycling pictures for you too! Until then, I'll try and update more often with some fun adventures this summer.
