Woodland Century Challenge
We did the Woody today- I’ll put the update up the whole update tomorrow-but here are a couple of photos to tide you loyal readers and my adoring public over.
wreck on 278
Not the big wreck of the day-but big news for those involved. I guess that is the mantra for us small town newspaper folks.
Carbon Fiber -wooo
Now I can be one of those snooty compact crank advocating freds-but hey its CF
bee
i guess spring is here-pppphhhbbt to all of you up north
lighting subject
Thank goodness for window light- it makes a quick portrait easy as pie.
And this is the inside of a local architect’s office-one I always stare through the window when i walk by on court street.
I want the furniture in the office for my house. But at least now I know that the stuff comes from Ikea and not the budget killing Design Within Reach-(what a joke)
books for the trash
SPOTTED!
I saw Dave out of the corner of my eye at an event over at Gadsden State. Just playing a little camera tag
not last
actually i was 20th at the Live to Ride Road Race at Barber Motorsports Park in Birmingham. This was my first real road race-50 some guys on a curvy course. I just tried to stay out of trouble. I went out front once just to try and pick up the pace-but got caught. I made up a lot of spots on the hills but then the entire group would slow down and I would squeezed back again. I barely stayed out of a wreck, and it was rather nerve wracking to ride in a group that big-with people not holding lines. But I survived and finished with a slightly strung out main group-7 seconds behind the leader.
then i went on a ride with Scot and Athena and got killed-oh well-just digging around in the pain cave.


then I went on a 40 mile ride with Scot and Athena and got killed-oh well-just digging around in the pain cave.
movin’ on up
reserved parking-what a concept
clocky
Just a frame from one of many “To Kill a Mockingbird” panel discussions as part of the Gadsden Reads ( Or as many refer to the novel “How To Kill a Mockingbird” I think it would be a lovely field guide for all of those budding songbird hunters.) I die a little inside each time I hear it.











