After your first day of cycling, one dream is inevitable. A memory of motion lingers in the muscles of your legs, and round and round they seem to go. You ride through Dreamland on wonderful dream bicycles that change and grow — H.G. Wells, The Wheels of Chance

Pheasant Hunt

Sunday, March 30th, 2008

Fixies need fresh air too, so slip on some knickers and forty three sixteen your townie butt to the boonies and back. 19 miles, easy. Props for spinning out on roadie pursuits at Pheasant Branch. URL for this route is: http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/?r=1742741