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  • A.B.Campbell 10:04 pm on November 16, 2008 Permalink
    Tags: , fitness, naked in public, , world naked bike ride   

    Officials support ‘right to be naked outside’ 

    Seattle parks officials drop plan to ban nudity in parks »The Seattle Times

    A seven member panel decided to uphold the right to be naked outside… The issue arose surrounding concerns about the World Naked Bike Ride in July. (which apparently has something to do with oil dependency) Mein Schatz, this event sounds like it’s right up your alley. Perhaps you could organize one for the summer of 2009? No fatties though, please.

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    • Mein Schatz 1:31 am on November 17, 2008 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      Actually there is a Naked Bike Ride in Seattle every year. Here is the website. Be advised, there are some very naked, very average looking people on the home page.

      http://worldnakedbikeride.org/countries/us/seattle/

    • The Bruce 5:21 am on November 17, 2008 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      Those photos could be worse, I suppose… there’s little black squares everywhere.

      I was however relieved to not see any “hefty” guys or “curvy” gals. A little black square is no match for a big ol’ fattty.

    • Mein Schatz 9:36 pm on November 18, 2008 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      I think those little black squares are actually pieces of tape, but i’m not sure. I like the fingerpaints myself. Fatties is fatties.

  • Mein Schatz 9:15 pm on August 7, 2008 Permalink
    Tags: , , , donuts, fitness,   

    Days 84-85 – Eight donuts in one day 

    I set a new record today for donuts consumed: 8. I also took my bike into the shop to repair a broken spoke that I discovered this morning on my way out the door. This delayed my start to the day, because I had to wait for the shop to open at 10:00, but I had a cappuccino at the neighboring coffee shop and read a bit of Oscar Wilde. Its interesting how some communities seem to organize their businesses extremely conveniently for me. I surveyed some of the patrons about the bridge from Sarnia, ON to Port Huron, MI, and the general consensus was that bicycles were not permitted to cross. I figured I would try anyway, since the next closest crossing was a ferry 20 miles to the south. After quickly fixing my spoke, truing my wheel, checking air pressure, and tightening my headset, the Bicycle Shop sent me on my way for a minimal charge (only $5!).

    The rumors proved to be true that bicycles could not cross the bridge; however, the Canadian border patrol has a policy of ferrying cross-country cyclists in an official truck in the fast lane over the border, so that worked out wonderfully to my advantage. I did have to wait an extra 45 minutes in the inspection building as they checked over my passport, etc. It was such a stark contrast to entering Canada, where they barely glanced at my paperwork and waved me through. I got out of there around 12:30. This meant I needed to put down about 100 miles before dark in order to stay on schedule. I have to catch a ferry in Muskegon on Friday morning, and a friend from home has offered me a place to stay Thursday night in Coopersville. My initial estimates were 230 miles to Coopersville, but subsequent calculations put me the trip right at 200 miles, which was a great relief. Luckily, also the road was really flat, and I cruised to 90 miles before deciding to camp at a rest area for the night.

    I had hoped to just sleep out, not set up my tent or anything, since the night looked pretty clear, but thunderheads rolled in just after I lay down among the mosquitoes, and I barely managed to get all my things inside the bathroom before it started to pour. This was actually not a bathroom, but a vaulted toilet with no sink or light, but possessing a large floor that I could spread out to a certain degree. It seemed recently cleaned; however, that could have been from the leaks I discovered in the ceiling a few minutes after the downpour started. I contorted myself around the drips and puddles, and remained relatively dry, considering. I awoke from what wasn’t really a sleep at five and got my things together. It was dry but foggy outside, and I needed to wait until it was a little lighter before hopping on the bike. I loitered around a convenience store, bought a donut when it opened, and set off for Grand Rapids. Today will need to be 110 miles, but as long as I keep up a steady pace, it shouldn’t be too tough.

    In my last entry I was whining a bit about the uncertainty, blah blah blah, of my trip and how it was starting to wear me down. Strangely, after a night of no sleep in a soggy men’s room in the middle of no where, I feel somehow recharged and ready to go again. My mood has been somewhat capricious as of late, and I think the challenge of this last leg of my trip will be to overcome a bit of that self pity and toughen up. No more whining.

     
  • A.B.Campbell 4:07 pm on July 28, 2008 Permalink
    Tags: , , fitness, , , Warren PA   

    NEWS FLASH: Smelly cyclist makes the papers 

    It’s Monday, and The Bruce has returned to The Sagamore Journal refreshed, rejuvenated, and ready for action. This morning, as reported by the Times Observer of Warren, PA a cyclist and esteemed Editor of TSJ made his way from the Great Northwest through freezing cold temperatures, rain, sleet, and snow and is now on the Eastern shores of these United States.

    While Dean Wells of the Times Observer was strangely quiet on the issue, I can only assume that he’d agree with The Bruce’s headline. I have it on good authority, believe me, this trip is not doing Mein Schatz any favors in the fragrance department.

     
    • Mrs. The Bruce 5:13 am on July 31, 2008 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      Oh good heavens, Schatz. Someone has stolen your good looks and had their way with you.

      At least you’re still making lady friends. They look so pleased to be near you.

  • Mein Schatz 6:24 pm on June 25, 2008 Permalink
    Tags: , fitness, , Osborne Kansas, , Webster State Park   

    Travels with Schatzie: Day 37-38 Middle of the Universe 

    Middle of the UniverseToday I woke up somewhat regretting the big day yesterday, but still hoping to make some good time. I did discover Hill City today, however. While its namesake is actually some founder named Hill, it is also extremely hilly country, as I discovered most of northern Kansas to be. The heat and the hills shortened my day to only about 57 miles, and I camped at Webster State Park, right on a reservoir. The water was dingy and gross, but a quick dip livened me up and a relaxing afternoon helped recharge me. Some folks from the Kansas Tourist Bureau took my picture riding my bike up and down one of the roads in the park, so when you get your Kansas travel brochures in the mail next year, make sure to look for me. I’m the one one the bike.

    Leaving the park I planned a big day, perhaps all the way to Glasco! Along the way, I managed to see some fairly unique and – if I do say so – magnificent things. The first was Osborne, KS, geodesic center of North America, the place where all surveys originate in more or less this hemisphere. Actually I was 18 miles north of that exact spot, but there was a plaque, so I figure close enough. Next I saw the World’s Biggest Ball of Sisal Twine in Cawker City, over 17,886 pounds of twine rolling mayhem, just sitting along the side of Main Street. Lastly, I camped in Beloit, swam in the public pool, set up my tent in a free park – which was extremely nice – and had dinner with the mayor, district attorney and their families. They just happened to be camped next door and fed me until I could barely walk, which was good because I’ve been losing weight lately. I rolled into bed just as the fireflies started sparkling.

     
  • Mein Schatz 5:15 pm on June 11, 2008 Permalink
    Tags: , Continental Divide, fitness, Steamboat Springs,   

    Travels with Schatzie: Day 27 – Into the Rabbit Hole 

    Continental Divide Rabbit Ears PassI started the day a little later than usual, since it has been so cold lately, and the early starts have been less than pleasant. I’ve found that the riding I have gotten in before nine the last few days has been difficult and strenuous, and I have had trouble regulating my temperature, constantly taking clothes off and putting them back on again. So, I slept in.

    First of all I should say that Steamboat Springs is a fantastic town. Everyone was extremely friendly to me, the scenery is gorgeous, and almost everyone seems to own a bike. I have loved all of western Colorado, but Steamboat Springs is at the top of the list of great places to visit.

    On my way back through town around eight thirty after spending the night at the local RV park, the local bike shop hooked me up with a few free packets of recovery powder, which taste terrible, but seem to work pretty well. Then I set out for Rabbit Ear’s pass, a nightmare of a climb to say the least. The first ten miles out of town were relatively flat and smooth. I drank some energy gel the shop worker suggested for me a few minutes before, and I was feeling pretty good. The letdown came a couple hours later, and I am still not convinced that any of those gels, liquids, or powders do much of anything. A good peanut butter sandwich and a chocolate bar are usually good enough for me.

    The pain started around mile ten, when the road turned distinctly up, and was at 7-8% grade for the next seven miles. I managed to make it with only three rest breaks, and once at the top the road was pretty smooth and mostly downhill. The wind, however, was not at all smooth and sometimes downhill, sometimes uphill, sometimes crosshill and slanthill as well. Thirty miles of terrible wind meant what was supposed to be an easy coast to Kremmling was almost harder than the ascent itself. This was probably the most grueling day I have experienced on the trip, and I only went about 56 miles.

    I made it there around four o’clock, however, despite the wind and the non-existent shoulder on Highway 40 and met some wonderful ladies in the Kremmling Chamber of Commerce who helped me find a campsite for the night (only $7!) and told me about the big city of Kremmling. Tomorrow I am off to Winter Park. Hopefully the wind will be less whipping for that journey.

     
    • The Bruce 8:04 pm on June 11, 2008 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      Mein Schatz, take it easy on the chocolate bars, we don’t need another another fatty buckling the legs of the US health care system.

      You’d better pedal extra fast to burn off those calories…

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