A morning quick post that is pretty much void of cycling…
I worked at the shop Wednesday ’till 6. Once home I threw a couple of couple Soiled Burgers on the grill, shoved them down my fat face and then went fishing for a bit.
One of the many good things about a Michiganderburgh summer is that it pretty much stays light ’till nearly 10 PM, so there was plenty of time to do some sub-par fishing on the mighty Chip.
It was a pretty good evening and the score ended up better than my last visit to the river in where my reel broke. This time things ended up pretty Even Steven: I lost one lure to the river, but found another one laying on the rocks. I lost one chubby smallmouth bass just as I was about to pick it up out of the river, but caught another–although be it smaller–one a bit later. So the score ended up a tie on the night, but I’ll take a point over a losing three points any day (some soccer football lingo for you there).
The iPhone pic above is of one of the many old Schwinn bikes that come through the bike shop on a daily basis. It’s always fun to nab some shot here and there of them.
Gotta go scrub my bodice down like an abused elephant in a crap circus as I prepare for another day of bike slinging.
Later.