I was briefly in a bicycle club after high school called the Valley Spokesmen. I liked it, but did not actually ride with them a single time. I did help set up some kind of course with clues for the other Spokesmen and women, and that was fun.
Leslie, I wasn't even enterprising enough to do the cards. But I like it when other people go to a good deal of trouble for things like this. Especially if they put it up on line.
We miss you. You aren't going to miss a whole lot of Finnegan meetings at this rate, though. Hectic season.
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Do bicycle companies have spokesmen? Just wondering.
ReplyDeleteV-word: unvoid
We just used baseball cards in the spokes when I was a kid. That's progress for you.
ReplyDeletePeter, well I'm sure they must.
ReplyDeleteI was briefly in a bicycle club after high school called the Valley Spokesmen. I liked it, but did not actually ride with them a single time. I did help set up some kind of course with clues for the other Spokesmen and women, and that was fun.
Leslie, I wasn't even enterprising enough to do the cards. But I like it when other people go to a good deal of trouble for things like this. Especially if they put it up on line.
ReplyDeleteWe miss you. You aren't going to miss a whole lot of Finnegan meetings at this rate, though. Hectic season.
I've been satisfying my Joyce jonesing by listening to Frank Delaney's Ulysses podcasts while riding my stationary bike here in Hilo. He's terrific!
ReplyDeleteLeslie, I remember you mentioning that podcast. I've got toget on to that.
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