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Events and Rides
I missed last week’s ride. I’m so screwed. I wasn’t sitting around last weekend: I ran about 12...
Events and Rides
The day after riding 67 miles, I found myself considering the Flying Wheels ’ 100-mile loop. This...
Events and Rides
55 miles. That’s the kind of distance where people start to look impressed when you say, “Oh yeah,...
Events and Rides
By mile 40, I’m checking my middle-aged aches and pains: Back (bulging disc) doesn’t hurt; knees (...
Events and Rides
I knew it was going to be good when I saw the sign at the entrance to the park: CTS Parking...
Events and Rides
The STP is in 14 weeks. I’m taking it on faith that some day, 14 weeks from now, I will be able to...
Spotlights
When Jenny Anderson arrived at Log Boom Park in mid-May to lead that morning’s Cascade Daily Ride, one of her regular riders was riding around the parking lot, looking lost. “Oh, Jenny!” he said when he spotted her. “I didn’t recognize you. You’re not wearing your striped socks.” Jenny laughs, “I didn’t know that was something people recognized me for. I just wear them.”
Events and Rides
This article first appeared as the Cyclist of the Month column in the March 2012 issue of the Cascade Courier , our membership newsletter. Nominate a Cyclist of the Month! Cyclist of the Month: JOHN WELLER Age: 65 Wheels: Cannondale Synapse Occupation: Retired (“Every day is Saturday.”) John Weller began his bicycling career during the summer of ’97, on three-speed Raleigh from ’73. It was pure happenstance. “The gym was closed for a week,” he said. “I couldn’t run anymore because it hurt. I told my son, ‘Let’s go ride on the Burke.’” A habit was born. From his start on the Burke-Gilman Trail, he became a regular bike commuter. And instead of parking his bicycle when he arrived at work, he pedaled it on the range roads of his “60,000-acre office.” John was a range officer for the military, and he bicycled to visit his “customers” – military units training for maneuvers and artillery firing. “There I was, working in an environmentally destructive field, and my carbon footprint was a size 11,” he told me, delivering the joke with such austerity that I didn’t catch on for several seconds. I wondered whether showing up on a bicycle might undercut his authority among gun-wielding military types. Instead, his bicycle – combined with his quick wit, hardened demeanor and a whole host of ribbons and buttons – had the opposite effect. “The army is a physical fitness culture,” he told me. “My going to see the officers and sergeants by bike got better reviews than driving.”
Events and Rides
This guest post was submitted by Jennifer Fields, a club member who participated in the Cascade...
Events and Rides
Are you someone Have a friend who could use a confidence boost on his/her bike? Give them a gift, a...

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