Tag Archives: Bike

ups and downs

Posted on May 3, 2025 by istsfor manity

the blah blah blahs I had “first-day-back fever.” Fitful sleep—and raring to go and pedal south and finish this end-to-end cross-country ride. Bracing! Temperatures in the high 30’s to start with an intermittent light rain for the first 2-hours of … Continue reading →

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from the northern

Posted on May 1, 2025 by istsfor manity

Bike Tour Will Recommence… Tomorrow I am in Ellsworth, ME. Later today I’ll take the bus up to Calais, ME—which is on the Canadian border.  Tomorrow I’ll start to pedal south—from the northern terminal point—on the East Coast Greenway Trail … Continue reading →

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bike trek update

Posted on April 19, 2025 by istsfor manity

What’s Going On, Bud? Yes. Well. What is going on with the bike trek from Key West to Canada? What’s the bike trek update? Weren’t you supposed to be back at it today? First, a recap for those new to … Continue reading →

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 66

Posted on June 15, 2024 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: How much better it isto carry wood to the firethan to moan about your life. —Jane Kenyon / “ The Clothes Pin”

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the long loneliness

Posted on October 22, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “… even a good man was more deadly than the worst of bears…” — Lauren Groff / The Vaster Wilds “Glück’s death marks a line break, but not a full stop, to a … Continue reading →

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my own bed

Posted on October 21, 2023 by istsfor manity

Day Off Get thee behind me, New Hampshire—I’m back in my home state.You stand before me Massachusetts—I’m not a native son but happy adoptee.Bring the magic: flare—into your autumnal finery.I’ve earned a day off the bike—And a night (or two?) … Continue reading →

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 47

Posted on October 19, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “However, the most intense of all problems for the human race is that we are too many on this planet: nine billion or eight billion is too much. So we have to procreate responsibly.” — Werner Herzog … Continue reading →

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a bike ride

Posted on October 17, 2023 by istsfor manity

Ride Apropos of nothingI’ll tell you I was born in Jim Crow Miami +Grew up in the age of white flight— When the ubiquitous bumper stickerRead: Will the last American leavingMiami please bring the flag— I lived the punk ethos … Continue reading →

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legs like pistons

Posted on June 7, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Journey (Tanka) I mounted my bike.I pedaled all through the night.Legs like pistons pumped.I arrived where I began.Journey is destination. What I’m Reading: “… if discontent is your disease, travel is medicine. It resensitizes. It opens you up to … Continue reading →

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