Bicycled to Philomath for the second day in a row. Thirteen miles each outing. Yesterday, pouring rain and hills – reluctant and a tad crabby. Today, sunshine (shy at first, then bursting) and Sunrise Sourdough Bakery (scroll a little) – mellow and a little more confident. My companion, Scott, cyclist catalyst, velo hero. Someday, I’ll cycle strong as his stoker.
Reluctant & crabby? Oh yeah. Amazing what strenuous working of the body does for mellowing out the grumps. Bike on, velo queen!
Hey, this bake shop biz sounds like it could be up for grabs eventually; sounds like just the sort of thing Mr. McCammon could engage in: a healthy distracting alternative to spying on us all for electronic passtime pleasures. Baking bread has to be better than baking your eyes anyway.