This is all getting too much. Here's a joke from a few years back, from--of all places--our hockey dressing room. I disclaim responsibility--'twas Matt's reference to venison which unearthed this:
So, what you have when you have fifty male deer and fifty female pigs?
A hundred sows and bucks.
Next big cycling opportunity will be in Feb/March, if you can imagine: We are spending 2 months with our son and his family in Australia's Gold Coast. I'm going to take my derailleur bike (it's a little lighter than my Raven) and do some day rides in the Queensland/New South Wales border country.
Have attached some photos of the countryside, two taken on a squally/rainy but beautiful day (it does rain, so you can use mudguards). There are some serious grades, as the roads cross the remains of a huge and ancient volcano (from some 24 million years back, safely extinct, so far as we know), but on the secondary roads, there's not a lot of traffic. Stories and photos to come, I hope.
