<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479</id><updated>2024-10-11T17:14:28.239-04:00</updated><title type='text'>jamesjbigler</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-609590136352117318</id><published>2012-07-02T12:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-02T12:41:14.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow 1x11 with a 10-42 tooth cassette</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bikerumor.com/2012/07/02/sram-xx1-1x11-drivetrain-gets-official-shifts-into-new-technology/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+BikeRumor+%28Bike+Rumor+RSS%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+Reader&quot;&gt;SRAM XX1 1x11 Drivetrain Gets Official, Shifts Into New Technology! - Bike Rumor&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did some calculations using Sheldon Brown&#39;s gear ratio calculator.  If I was running a 28 tooth chainring I could keep the same low gear I have with my rohloff.  I would lose the two highest gears, but I only use those if I am going down a fire road anyway.  This setup would be very light and let me ride any suspension bike I want to.  Very cool.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/609590136352117318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/609590136352117318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/609590136352117318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/609590136352117318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2012/07/wow-1x11-with-10-42-tooth-cassette.html' title='Wow 1x11 with a 10-42 tooth cassette'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-7542445049014657572</id><published>2011-12-04T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T23:22:35.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome New Commuter Bike Light System: Revolights - Bike Rumor</title><content type='html'>link -&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bikerumor.com/2011/12/04/awesome-new-commuter-bike-light-system-revolights/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+BikeRumor+%28Bike+Rumor+RSS%29&quot;&gt;Awesome New Commuter Bike Light System: Revolights - Bike Rumor&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These lights really catch your attention.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/7542445049014657572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/7542445049014657572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/7542445049014657572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/7542445049014657572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2011/12/awesome-new-commuter-bike-light-system.html' title='Awesome New Commuter Bike Light System: Revolights - Bike Rumor'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-6221439755462346827</id><published>2011-11-30T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T21:01:02.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paraprosdokians - 37 Examples</title><content type='html'>link -&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.englishforums.com/content/humour/paraprosdokians.htm&quot;&gt;Paraprosdokians - 37 Examples&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Some people are like Slinkies ... not really good for anything, but you can&#39;t help smiling when you see one tumble down the stairs.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad sent me these.  I love them.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/6221439755462346827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/6221439755462346827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/6221439755462346827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/6221439755462346827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2011/11/paraprosdokians-37-examples.html' title='Paraprosdokians - 37 Examples'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-6992506196730780989</id><published>2009-02-03T20:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:57:05.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ft Yargo</title><content type='html'>I rode Ft Yargo Sunday with a friend of mine from work.  It had been a long time since I rode my bike on a trail so it was nice to get out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend has really improved since the first time we rode together.  He has been working super hard riding his spin bike.  Every time I looked over my shoulder he was right there on my wheel.  He is even keeping up with me on the downhills now.  I was super impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt pretty good considering I haven&#39;t ridden much lately.  I totally psyched myself out on the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cONyWB2OLQQ&quot;&gt;horseshoe drop&lt;/a&gt; section though.  I started thinking about it half way through the ride.  I was trying to come up with some excuse about why I shouldn&#39;t ride it.  When I got there I looked down into the hole of death and noticed a big wheel sucking mud puddle.  That was all the excuse I needed to bail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked over to the other side of the drop though and unfortunately it was clear of mud.  I stood there for a long time and talked to my friend about why it was stupid to ride that thing.  I couldn&#39;t leave without trying though so I rode it anyway.  It wasn&#39;t really that bad.  I think the side I rode was much easier than the side I skipped though.  Maybe if I ride the easy side enough times I will feel more comfortable riding the hard side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to super bowl party that night and got to see my friend who took me on first mountain bike ride.  He is a really nice guy, and I enjoyed hanging out with him and his family and friends.  Thanks to Amy for making the cornbread!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/6992506196730780989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/6992506196730780989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/6992506196730780989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/6992506196730780989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2009/02/ft-yargo.html' title='Ft Yargo'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-4513960107572561778</id><published>2008-11-02T21:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T21:27:51.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fats</title><content type='html'>Amy I rode &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sctrails.net/Trails/alltrails/MountainBike/FATS.html&quot;&gt;FATS&lt;/a&gt; this weekend.  These may be the funnest trails I have ever ridden.  Every climb has a purpose.  Once you hit the top you will be rewarded with as many jumps, drops, hips, berms, and gullies as the trail designer could cram in before the trail turns back up hill.  It is a like a giant pump track.  Thank you so much FATS man.  You are a master trail designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my parents live like 10 minutes from the trail.  Amy and I drove down to Augusta Saturday and rode for a couple hours before heading to my parents house.  Once we got there my mom started filling our plates with crab legs, steak, potatoes, green beans, zucchini, carrots, bread, ice cream, and chocolate cake.  Next thing I knew it was morning.  I must have drifted off in some kind of food coma.  All that sleeping made me hungry so my mom started in with fruit, pancakes, OJ, sausage, bacon, croissants, and eggs when I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I could eat no more, I crawled my way to the car and slumped over my bike once we got to the trail head.  Amy and I rode together for an hour to try and reduce the size of my belly.  Amy is getting so fast now that she routinely runs up on my rear tire.  I keep thinking it is some racer type so I try to pull off the trail to get out of their way.  It happened so many times this weekend that I had to ask Amy to call out when she catches me so I know it is her and I don&#39;t have to dive off the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Amy and I rode together, I went back out for a couple more loops.  I couldn&#39;t quite work off all the food I ate but I tried my best.  Thanks Mom and Dad for all the food and company.  Amy and I had a great time.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/4513960107572561778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/4513960107572561778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/4513960107572561778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/4513960107572561778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/11/fats.html' title='Fats'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-8517071733660077196</id><published>2008-10-26T14:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T14:57:06.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrr cold</title><content type='html'>A coworker and I hit Blankets creek this morning for a quick ride.  It felt like 40 degrees when we left the car.  As soon as we hit the first climb I warmed right up though.  The rest of the day was perfect.  The new pads on my front brakes fixed my squeaking problem and I even cleared the switchbacks on the Van Michael Loop for the first time.  This was my friend&#39;s longest ride to date but you never would have known it.  Every time I turned around he was right on my wheel.  What a fun day.  We even got to see the famous Cyclesmith, Chocolate Girl, Raja, Robina, and Ken.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/8517071733660077196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/8517071733660077196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/8517071733660077196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/8517071733660077196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/10/brrr-cold.html' title='Brrr cold'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-926319472879310578</id><published>2008-10-15T18:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:53:13.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Asheville</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style=&quot;width:auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zCY5I_cQ4VhwsDXqYAntvQ&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SPUjNs0MAfI/AAAAAAAABQ0/j5f9jEgrrG4/s400/DSCF0003.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right&quot;&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/BentCreek081010&quot;&gt;BentCreek081010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy and I stayed at the &lt;a href=&quot;http://libertybikes.com/page.cfm?pageID=62&quot;&gt;Trails End&lt;/a&gt; home in Asheville last week.  The house was not nearly as fancy as the cabin we stayed in last year, but it was really nice to be able to roll out of your front door and on to the trails at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mtbikewnc.com/trailheads/bentcreek.html&quot;&gt;Bent Creek&lt;/a&gt;.  Last year driving back and forth from cabin to the trail 45 minutes each way took a lot of the fun out of our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trails End is a typical seventies style ranch with wood paneling and other 70s decor.  It does have lots of room though with 8 beds, front and rear covered porch, and a rear patio and deck.  My only real complaint was the septic system.  We were given explicit instructions on how we could use the bathroom, kitchen, and laundry. Even though we followed those instructions the basement still flooded twice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still glad we rented that place though.  I had a really good week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy&#39;s family came on the first couple days.  We played board games, went on big group ride together, and hung out some downtown.  It was really great to spend some time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after the family left, Amy and I did a fun ride up North Boundary and down Green&#39;s Lick.  I had heard about this trail, but I had never ridden it.  It was a blast.  The trail has huge berms and jumps all the way down.  While riding Green&#39;s Lick, I was shaking I was so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the week, it started raining and I caught a cold so our riding rapidly declined.  I am still thankful for the time we had good weather and health though.  It was well worth the trip.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/926319472879310578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/926319472879310578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/926319472879310578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/926319472879310578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/10/asheville.html' title='Asheville'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SPUjNs0MAfI/AAAAAAAABQ0/j5f9jEgrrG4/s72-c/DSCF0003.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-6092013809327871349</id><published>2008-09-20T23:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:29:28.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinhotis</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style=&quot;width:auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/A6YStEHUYsdsD5UQN7iV6Q&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SNW4P7KM-0I/AAAAAAAABPc/1L8Hn26w3A8/s400/DSCF0002_1.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right&quot;&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Pinhoti102008&quot;&gt;Pinhoti102008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy and I rode Pinhoti 1 together today.  This was Amy&#39;s first time riding this trail, and she rode very well.  She made it through the whole trail entirely under her own power.  Several times I looked backed and was shocked to see her right on my wheel.  A few times I even went too slow and made her have to stop because I was in her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;width:auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ERRiu5-DuxAb0Q-NelVdFw&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SNW4TupHjOI/AAAAAAAABPk/g5YS03vKCTI/s400/DSCF0003_1.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right&quot;&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Pinhoti102008&quot;&gt;Pinhoti102008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ride was over I asked her if she had fun.  She said &quot;yes I had a good time&quot;.  He smile said otherwise so I asked &quot;Would you like to ride this trail again?&quot;.  She immediately responded &quot;No!&quot;.  We both laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;width:auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Zbw-8TlLOxuhP-XU01chxA&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SNW4M-c8CKI/AAAAAAAABPU/2FWMh5PCx-I/s400/DSCF0001_1.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right&quot;&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Pinhoti102008&quot;&gt;Pinhoti102008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinhoti 1 is a great trail with very scenic views and a super fun downhill, but it starts with a monster of a 1 mile climb.  That sucker is steep.  If you are used to riding around on Atlanta&#39;s local trails, it can be a big shock to the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;width:auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0b5y5h2-psEI2yqxvvQPoQ&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SNW4W_n3wLI/AAAAAAAABPs/rplkebCB6ao/s400/DSCF0004_1.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right&quot;&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Pinhoti102008&quot;&gt;Pinhoti102008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Amy went back to the car, I rode Pinhoti 2 and Pinhoti 3.  Pinhoti 3 kicked my butt.  Not only did the climbs wear me out, but I had a heck of a time with the switchbacks.  It has been years since I have ridden there, but my selective memory swears the last time I was there I could ride all but one of the switchbacks.  Today I couldn&#39;t ride hardly any of the uphill switchbacks.  I think I might have made two out of twenty switchbacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;width:auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/EDip-QzuujhIct9YD2FxVw&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SNW4Z04UxaI/AAAAAAAABP4/Q04nu-gLOzY/s400/DSCF0005_1.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right&quot;&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Pinhoti102008&quot;&gt;Pinhoti102008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mountain biker brain instantly blamed my bike and began scheming a way to improve my bike to make me a better rider.  I quickly realized the last time I rode there I was on my full suspension Cannondale with 26 inch wheels.  Something about my 29er must be causing me not to be able to ride a switchback.  I am thinking about trying to lower my stem a little bit.  I have noticed my front tire wandering on steep climbs.  The other solution would be to practice more but that sounds like a lot of work.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/6092013809327871349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/6092013809327871349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/6092013809327871349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/6092013809327871349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/09/pinhotis.html' title='Pinhotis'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SNW4P7KM-0I/AAAAAAAABPc/1L8Hn26w3A8/s72-c/DSCF0002_1.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-7416485696849743009</id><published>2008-09-18T20:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:41:49.044-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Twike</title><content type='html'>I want one of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TWIKE&lt;br /&gt;The TWIKE is a human-electric hybrid vehicle, designed to carry two passengers comfortably through any weather with speed and style, and without harmful emissions of any kind. The side by side recumbent bicycle seating allows for easy conversation, whether on a morning commute or cross-country trek. Regenerative antilock braking captures energy from deceleration and puts it back into the advanced computer controlled battery, where it belongs, instead of wasting brake pads and rotors. Aircraft type components are built to last lifetimes. The advanced alloy spaceframe protects pilots from life&#39;s hard knocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWIKE is the most efficient motorized vehicle on the face of the planet. Simply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://www.twike.us&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.twike.us/bibliothek_us/impressum_twike-us.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think they would put a bike rack on the back for me?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/7416485696849743009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/7416485696849743009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/7416485696849743009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/7416485696849743009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/09/twike.html' title='Twike'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-1013907863142019535</id><published>2008-09-14T17:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T18:43:54.917-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Roger</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style=&quot;width:auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KfZnYLaWh9-xrlv4zlcGfw&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SM2CwsQYCbI/AAAAAAAABNc/dRjabwW_tiw/s400/DSCF0008.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right&quot;&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Tanasi101408&quot;&gt;Tanasi101408&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurie planned a secret birthday ride for her husband Roger this weekend.  Here is a picture of the happy couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;width:auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HoCUjuEMRXxVSWcVRvFRPg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SM2Cnc3R-nI/AAAAAAAABNE/pH-YDJXwogU/s400/DSCF0003_1.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right&quot;&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Tanasi101408&quot;&gt;Tanasi101408&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time riding with them on Saturday.  As always they took off like a gun from the parking lot and left a trail of broken riders in their wake.  I did my best to make chase.  About half way through the brush creek trail I lost sight of the rider in front of me.  I turned around and there was also nobody behind me.  With no one to observe my wimpyness I just downshifted and spun my legs in my own slow happy pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually the fast people stopped and let the slow people catch up.  When we took off again I tried again to stay with the rider ahead of me.  I noticed every time we came to a turn I would fall further behind the rider in front of me.  I would sprint like crazy to catch back on after each turn but turn after turn I would keep losing more ground.  I tried my best to go faster through the turns.  Nothing was working though.  Either my front tire would wash out or I would just blow through the outside of the turn off the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I found a couple people I could keep up with.  They still pulled ahead of me in the turns, but I found if I sprinted hard coming out of the turn I could catch back up before I lost too much ground.  Everything was going good and I was having a great time, and the next thing I know I am rolling across the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really sure what happened.  I think I took my hands off the grips to shift and when I went to grab the shifter my bars were no longer there.  All I got was handful of air.  Maybe I hit a rock or maybe I just lost my balance.  When I grabbed air I knew I was going to hit the ground.  I actually had time though to remember a conversation I had earlier in the week about the right way to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A co-worker broke her leg jumping out a airplane last week.  Her husband was telling us how they tried to teach them in their skydiving class to tuck and roll when they hit the ground and not extend their arms or legs to catch their fall.  I have heard of many cyclists breaking their collarbone when they crash because they stick their hand out to try and break their fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow all this information went through my brain in the millisecond I had between the time I grabbed a handful of air and the time I hit the ground.  I immediately tucked and rolled and kept my hands tight against my body.  I still banged my knee and forearm a little but nothing broke.  Laurie was behind and said I looked pretty funny rolling across the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the ride my legs were okay but I had some serious forearm pump.  I was very wary of losing my grip on the bars again.  My hand strength was fading.  Buying a suspension fork crossed my mind many times.  Luckily I made it back to the car.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang Happy Birthday to Roger and Laurie gave me a piece of homemade chocolate cake.  I think this was the same recipe she gave a couple years ago that I used to make Amy &lt;a href=&quot;http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2006/12/birthday.html&quot;&gt;her birthday cake&lt;/a&gt;.  Laurie&#39;s cake was much better than mine, but she is a professional so I wasn&#39;t really surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;width:auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lOAKe_54O4ZUe9vLlaAQNA&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SM2CzYf0c9I/AAAAAAAABNk/6wiyXCjKMo4/s400/DSCF0011.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right&quot;&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Tanasi101408&quot;&gt;Tanasi101408&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy and I camped out that night at the thunder rock campground.  The campground was really nice and our neighbors were much more polite then &lt;a href=&quot;http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/08/chiloweetanasi.html&quot;&gt;our last experience&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;width:auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XmFWlmPeVj1G5N7olGTPkg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SM2C3vVPZyI/AAAAAAAABN4/jjC1WCKw6Qg/s400/DSCF0014.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right&quot;&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Tanasi101408&quot;&gt;Tanasi101408&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;width:auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2zBCxUY575XwX2E8toYxiQ&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SM2C64XnwZI/AAAAAAAABOA/F_Z7iUSk1Eg/s400/DSCF0015.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right&quot;&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Tanasi101408&quot;&gt;Tanasi101408&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode Brush Creek again on Sunday.  Amy rode 8.5 miles in less than 2 hours.  Go Amy and I am so proud of you.  She has really been improving lately, and I really appreciate all her hard work.  She told me she thinks our weekly weeknight hill repeat rides have been a big help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;width:auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/b467njOizczeJibHekbmhw&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SM2C-WL1mnI/AAAAAAAABOI/zcV0ntl7Tuc/s400/DSCF0016.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right&quot;&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Tanasi101408&quot;&gt;Tanasi101408&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;width:auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LAQo23Uez9662xxsFaQueg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SM2DBrvco5I/AAAAAAAABOQ/g6QkUzF_8tA/s400/DSCF0017.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right&quot;&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Tanasi101408&quot;&gt;Tanasi101408&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practiced my turns all Sunday.  I found if my put more weight on front tire my turns got marginally better.  I tried to really push down hard towards the ground on my inside hand and put all my weight on outside foot to keep traction on both tires.  I still blew a bunch of turns but I did better than Sunday.  I will keep working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;width:auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8HNniYIE9tTMVmYI83hd0Q&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SM2DE1GW4MI/AAAAAAAABOY/R8rXwUxyiik/s400/DSCF0018.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right&quot;&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Tanasi101408&quot;&gt;Tanasi101408&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our ride I went for a short run to give a Amy a chance to relax and unwind before our long drive home.  My legs were really worked.  I walked a bunch of the hills, but it felt good to be out there trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Amy and all my friends for a fun weekend.  Can&#39;t wait for the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is &lt;a href=&quot;http://biken4fun.blogspot.com/2008/09/exhausting-fun.html&quot;&gt;Laurie&#39;s post&lt;/a&gt; and a &lt;a href=&quot;http://sorba.org/forum/viewtopic.php?f=12&amp;t=22418&amp;st=0&amp;sk=t&amp;sd=a&quot;&gt;sorba post&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MountainBikingBy198/~3/392552939/&quot;&gt;Robb&#39;s post&lt;/a&gt; about Saturday&#39;s ride.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/1013907863142019535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/1013907863142019535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/1013907863142019535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/1013907863142019535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-roger.html' title='Happy Birthday Roger'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SM2CwsQYCbI/AAAAAAAABNc/dRjabwW_tiw/s72-c/DSCF0008.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-1164662649055950928</id><published>2008-08-25T18:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T18:47:55.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Clinic</title><content type='html'>Amy had a great time at the skills clinic this weekend.  She was beaming when I met her afterward. She loved Anne and Sunny and told me many stories about her day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a good time riding my bike while Amy was at her clinic.  I rode over from Gainesville College to Chicopee.  Then rode all of the trails at Chicopee twice.  It was a fun relaxing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I went for a run.  When I got home Amy and I practiced the drills she learned at her clinic.  She seemed to enjoy yelling orders at me the most.  I kinda liked it to be honest.  I hope we can do the drills again soon.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/1164662649055950928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/1164662649055950928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/1164662649055950928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/1164662649055950928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/08/clinic.html' title='Clinic'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-5108415559393134362</id><published>2008-08-20T13:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T14:22:32.985-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saddle Demo</title><content type='html'>A while ago I had an idea to start a company called NoMoreSaddleSores.com.  My plan was to rent people saddles until they found one they liked.  This probably seems like a silly idea to most folks.  However if you are one of the unlucky people like me who gets saddle sores from riding your bike, then this service might not seem so silly to you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried lots of different saddles, but I have never ridden one that felt like it really fits me.  It is very hard to look at a picture of saddle and know if it is going to be comfortable.  So the best you can do is take a guess then give YourBikePartStore.com your credit card and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddles start at $100 and many go up from there.  If you guess wrong more than once or twice then you just wasted a good bit of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.competitivecyclist.com&quot;&gt;Competitive Cyclist&lt;/a&gt; came to the same conclusions that I did and started their own &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.competitivecyclist.com/mountain-bikes/demo-saddle&quot;&gt;saddle demo program&lt;/a&gt;.  Amy (having heard my crazy NoMoreSaddleSores.com idea many times) decided to surprise me on &lt;a href=&quot;http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/08/birthday-boy.html&quot;&gt;my birthday&lt;/a&gt; with a week rental of mountain bike saddles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day the saddles came I took them all out of the box and rode them on my spin bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my initial impressions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizik Gobi - This saddle is close to the right width for me.  The roundness of the saddle feels a little weird though.  Plus there is very little padding.  The saddle seems to flex some though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizik Aliante - Feels very similar to the Gobi except that the top is flat instead of round.  Not as slippery as the Gobi either.  Has these little Y&#39;s cut into the top to add friction.  Both saddles are extremely well constructed with no seams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intense Sacred - Very thin.  Can flex it with my pinky.  Feels like it would break on the first ride.  Extremely uncomfortable when riding it.  Amy laughed and made fun of this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxm Ti Rail - Feels very similar to my Terry Ti Fly.  Maybe a touch wider.  Top of the saddle is smoother and slicker then my Terry as well.  Has plush foam padding on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selle Italia Yutak - Extremely weird to the touch.  Feels like Styrofoam or stuff they use to make art sculptures.  Shape is weird too.  I threw it back in the box quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selle Italia Flite - I have tried one of these before.  It is too narrow for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTB Rocket - This one was too narrow for me.  The shape is unique though.  Has a deeper dip in the middle of the saddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTB Devo - This one is very flat and very hard and very thin.  It doesn&#39;t flex much.  I wanted to like this one, but I am not man enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTB Laser - This one might actually be too wide for even me.  I could not tell if it was too wide or just not the right shape for me.  It felt kinda like when you go camping and forget your pillow and try to fashion a pillow out of your jacket or something.  It is kind of lumpy and disjointed.  It also has a large number of seams on the top.  The stitching was already coming undone on the one shipped to me.  I threw it back in the box and moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days later I took the two Fizik saddles and the Maxm saddle to demo on the trail at Big Creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I rode a lap on my Terry Ti Fly.  I had ridden a &lt;a href=&quot;http://biken4fun.blogspot.com/2008/08/malfunction-junction.html&quot;&gt;really tough ride&lt;/a&gt; two days before.  I chased a bunch of people around that are way faster and more skilled than me for about three hours.  Plus the trail was very rocky and steep.  The next day I rode for 5 hours at my own pace on a much smoother trail.  The combined effect of those two rides left me a little sore in my saddle area so I wanted to make sure I had a good frame of reference before I rode any of the new saddles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I riding my Terry, I rode the Gobi.  My first impression was wow this is kinda hard.  It didn&#39;t really hurt, but it didn&#39;t have the familiar inch of foam padding that my Terry does.  As I rode it more though I didn&#39;t really miss the padding.  The saddle seemed to get more comfortable the longer I rode.  I think the foam compresses on my Terry after awhile and doesn&#39;t really do much good.  Instead of using foam, this saddle seemed like it was designed to flex a little while you ride it to increase comfort.  I came away at the end of the lap feeling like I liked the Gobi better than my Terry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I rode the Aliante.  This saddle felt very similar to the Gobi.  The big difference I noticed was that end of the saddle was flared more than the Gobi.  As I ride I tend to push my butt backwards across the top of my saddle.  Sorry I don&#39;t know why I do this.  I do know that when I do this with a flared saddle like my Terry or this Aliante I eventually get a sore on my butt right where my cheek hits the flared part of the saddle.  So I gave the Aliante the thumbs down and moved on to the Maxm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Maxm felt very familiar.  This saddle is almost a carbon copy of my Terry just a little wider.  It has the same foam top and the same basic shape.  I got the same flared saddle feeling when I push backwards and felt the same sore flare up.  I think this saddle would be an improvement from my Terry because I need a wider saddle.  I don&#39;t think it is perfect saddle for me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I switched back to the Gobi and rode another couple laps.  Eventually my butt started hurting with this saddle as well.  I don&#39;t think Gobi is perfect for me, but it is probably the best thing I have tried so far.  I switched the Gobi over to my road bike and commuted to work one day on it.  I didn&#39;t really learn anything new.  It felt about the same as my mountain ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may hunt around on ebay to see if I can find a cheap used Gobi to test further.  The one week demo at competitive cyclist is a little too short for me.  Plus the number of saddles they send you is kind of limited.  I would have totally blown their service away with my NoMoreSaddleSores.com idea.  :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/5108415559393134362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/5108415559393134362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/5108415559393134362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/5108415559393134362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/08/saddle-demo.html' title='Saddle Demo'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-2498872267644030407</id><published>2008-08-17T17:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:19:08.751-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper Creek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/CooperCreek081708/photo#5235610553072077698&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SKigDv4ly4I/AAAAAAAABAk/DT2-JG8WKQM/s400/DSCF0003.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy and I did a fun ride today at Cooper Creek WMA.  Here is a pic of Amy after a long downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/CooperCreek081708/photo#5235604017372103730&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SKiaHUgShDI/AAAAAAAABAA/ugnyL5nn5Sk/s400/DSCF0004.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am cruising down a scenic forest service road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/CooperCreek081708/photo#5235604073285343682&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SKiaKkzC2cI/AAAAAAAABAM/nVvAEGOSWpo/s400/DSCF0005.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am checking out the view off a bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/CooperCreek081708/photo#5235604123348402898&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SKiaNfTAgtI/AAAAAAAABAU/vCJ4EPxQc_8/s400/DSCF0008.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I was looking at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/CooperCreek081708/photo#5235604187830481794&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SKiaRPgu84I/AAAAAAAABAc/jJlUIDBnl0c/s400/DSCF0010.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up getting 13 miles in at just under 3 hours.  Amy rode the whole thing without the x2cycle.  Go Amy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also rode Saturday at Gainesville college.  We wanted to scout the trail out a little for the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sorba.org/forum/viewtopic.php?f=19&amp;t=21717&quot;&gt;clinic&lt;/a&gt; that Amy is going to next week.  Afterwards we went to my sister&#39;s house in Dahlonega.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece showed me how well she can ride her bike now.  She is fearless.  She pedals as fast as she can downhill and can turn on a dime.  I wish I had some pics to show how well she leans her bike to turn.  I need to get one of those tag-a-long bikes and start taking her up to the forest roads at Bull Mtn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy and I had a great time babysitting the kids.  We played games, watched Babe, and ate some awesome lasagna (my favorite) that my sister made.  It was a great weekend.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/2498872267644030407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/2498872267644030407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/2498872267644030407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/2498872267644030407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/08/cooper-creek.html' title='Cooper Creek'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SKigDv4ly4I/AAAAAAAABAk/DT2-JG8WKQM/s72-c/DSCF0003.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-4132289188963190609</id><published>2008-08-15T21:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:08:33.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for cg</title><content type='html'>We baked our final cake and split it tonight.  Snapped a quick pick just for &lt;a href=&quot;http://biken4fun.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;cg&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Bday081108/photo#5234928271537317682&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SKYzhvGhpzI/AAAAAAAAA_U/AmE-Tj79JY4/s400/DSCF0002.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note my life less wimpy has been anything but this week.  Pulled a muscle in my back on Wednesday and have been gimping around ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to do some work on Amy&#39;s bike tonight.  Turns out she has been basically riding a hardtail around ever since she bought her new bike.  I thought the bike shop had setup her shock and fork pressure for her, but I was wrong.  The air pressure was almost double what it is supposed to be.  A big burly woman must have demoed her bike last.  We dropped her pressure down and her bike should be super plush now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also tipped the nose of her saddle up a little and installed her computer.  Hopefully she will be happy tomorrow when we hit Gainesville college.  Afterwards we are heading over to my sister&#39;s house to babysit the youngins.  Should be lots of fun.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/4132289188963190609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/4132289188963190609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/4132289188963190609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/4132289188963190609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-for-cg.html' title='Just for cg'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SKYzhvGhpzI/AAAAAAAAA_U/AmE-Tj79JY4/s72-c/DSCF0002.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-1555126278287422954</id><published>2008-08-12T20:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:53:48.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boy</title><content type='html'>I cleaned up on presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Tent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Bday081108/photo#5233796129908273810&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SKIt2a3_MpI/AAAAAAAAA-E/iaTyIaZPy44/s400/DSCF0004.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Box of saddles to demo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Bday081108/photo#5233796097503553826&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SKIt0iKGaSI/AAAAAAAAA98/6xLl5p01u5g/s400/DSCF0001.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasons Video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/F1NXzqSu6Pw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/F1NXzqSu6Pw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portable Fan With Power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/413JHDJZV5L._SL500_AA280_.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51lHOF4v6RL._SL500_AA280_.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD of cool jazz clarinet players&lt;br /&gt;2 instructional clarinet books&lt;br /&gt;Glen Canyon Book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus Amy made a really good chocolate explosion cake.  The outside is cake but the inside is gooey liquid chocolate.  When you dig into it the goo comes running out the cake into your ice cream.  Good stuff.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/1555126278287422954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/1555126278287422954' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/1555126278287422954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/1555126278287422954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/08/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday Boy'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SKIt2a3_MpI/AAAAAAAAA-E/iaTyIaZPy44/s72-c/DSCF0004.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-330084972198385808</id><published>2008-08-10T20:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:02:39.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chilowee/Tanasi</title><content type='html'>Just got back from TN on a fun camping and riding trip with Amy.  Click on &lt;a href=&quot;http://biken4fun.blogspot.com/2008/08/malfunction-junction.html&quot;&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt; to chocolate girl&#39;s blog post if you want more information about the Saturday ride.  There is no way I could say it any better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ride I was wrecked.  Somehow I got dehydrated and just could not think clearly.  I laid around in our campsite for a couple hours drinking water.  After drinking about seven thirty ounce bottles I was finally starting to perk back up.  Amy and I made some sandwiches then went for walk to escape our crazy camp neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a good night&#39;s sleep in my brand new tent Amy got me for my birthday.  It has windows everywhere and even a big skylight at the top.  I woke up in the middle of the night and looked at stars until I passed back out.  Thank you so much Amy for this weekend I really had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we packed up our site and headed over to Brush Creek.  We rode there for a couple hours.  It was our first time riding this trail and we both really enjoyed it.  Amy claims it is her new favorite trail.  When we got back to the car, I loaded up on more water and food and headed back out to the Tanasi trails.  I did a big three hour loop there and still didn&#39;t ride everything.  What an awesome trail system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took jmillron&#39;s advice and soaked my legs in the river after the ride so I am hoping I will still have something left for tomorrow.  I tried to drink and eat as much as possible today, and I feel much better now than I did yesterday.  Since I took the day off work, I might as well go do something fun.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/330084972198385808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/330084972198385808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/330084972198385808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/330084972198385808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/08/chiloweetanasi.html' title='Chilowee/Tanasi'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-4980284060497716692</id><published>2008-08-06T21:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T21:18:34.598-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Windward</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Windward080608/photo#5231576868166725170&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SJpLcYo6bjI/AAAAAAAAA6o/zkBRwC8Y4ow/s400/DSCF0001.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rode by bike up to the lake just north of my work this morning to see how the other half lives.  Even though it is just a couple miles away it seems like a whole other world.  Last time I was there I saw all these cool sailboats.  This time all I saw was a bunch of power boats.  Not sure what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Windward080608/photo#5231576931314451234&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SJpLgD4gQyI/AAAAAAAAA6w/GOa8Uj2_9fQ/s400/DSCF0002.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also took a walk after dinner.  It is crazy how many people are still rushing home from work at almost 9 pm.  People gunning their engines to go a hundred feet then slam on their brakes and wait again.  It was cool watching the sun go down and seeing the moon and stars come out.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/4980284060497716692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/4980284060497716692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/4980284060497716692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/4980284060497716692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/08/lake-windward.html' title='Lake Windward'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SJpLcYo6bjI/AAAAAAAAA6o/zkBRwC8Y4ow/s72-c/DSCF0001.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-6889226918274043965</id><published>2008-08-05T20:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T20:38:06.948-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Creek</title><content type='html'>Amy and I hit Big Creek tonight for a quick ride.  I saw a bunch of people there I knew.  When I pulled up they all yelled &quot;Hey James&quot; in unison.  It made me feel really good.  Sometimes I feel like James Bond, because I can meet the same person over and over again yet they never remember me. Maybe my fro makes me more distinctive now.  Whatever the reason it was sure was nice to feel welcome.  I am also glad Amy got to meet some of the people I talk about from the forums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to kick up our ride up a notch for my life less wimpy goal by pedaling with one leg.  I mostly made it around the beginner loop.  I had to switch legs when I got tired, but I only used one leg at a time.  I had to push on that steep climb after the switchbacks.  My legs are comically sore from trying to run yesterday.  Riding made them feel better though.  They loosened up on my commute to work then got sore while I sat at my desk all day then loosened up again on my ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to Saturday.  I think Amy and I are going up to Tanasi to do this &lt;a href=&quot;http://sorba.org/forum/viewtopic.php?f=7&amp;t=21615&quot;&gt;ride&lt;/a&gt;.  Then we are going to camp out Saturday night and ride again on Sunday.  Should be a fun weekend.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/6889226918274043965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/6889226918274043965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/6889226918274043965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/6889226918274043965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/08/big-creek.html' title='Big Creek'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-7483113526944175904</id><published>2008-08-04T20:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:40:57.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A life less wimpy</title><content type='html'>I stumbled on a &lt;a href=&quot;http://lisarandall24.blogspot.com/2008/08/gold-rush-ar.html&quot;&gt;old house-mates blog&lt;/a&gt; today.  I was inspired after reading about several of her adventures.  She is so tough.  I want to be more like her and less like a lazy couch potato so I have decided to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quit watching TV a couple weeks ago.  That was definitely a step in the right direction.  I have been mostly sleeping, reading books, and playing my clarinet with my new free time.  I am thinking I can spend some of that time doing a little more exercise though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did start the &lt;a href=&quot;http://hundredpushups.com/&quot;&gt;100 push up challenge&lt;/a&gt; two weeks ago.  The challenge is to be able to do 100 push ups in a row after six weeks of training.  I started week three today and did 100 push ups but not in a row.  I took some long breaks to recover between sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did 11 pullups before riding my bike to work.  Not sure about the length of my commute.  I spend all day looking at computers so I don&#39;t want one of those computer things on my bike.  I am guessing it is somewhere like 15-20 miles round trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home I walked down to Big Creek and tried to run around the walking trail.  I am guessing I walked like 2 miles and ran probably 3 quarters of a mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is a good start for a life less wimpy.  I wonder how long I can keep it up.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/7483113526944175904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/7483113526944175904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/7483113526944175904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/7483113526944175904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-less-wimpy.html' title='A life less wimpy'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-1570859540663198876</id><published>2008-08-03T16:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T17:38:09.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yaba daba do</title><content type='html'>Saturday I woke up and wanted to ride somewhere.  My choices were heading down to Big Creek and doing my regular ride or mixing it up in traffic and picking up a chain I needed from Performance.  I was feeling a little adventurous so I pumped up the tires on my road bike headed out to play in traffic.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally I try to avoid major roads on my bike so I found a road that seemed like it would be less traveled but still take me in the general direction I needed to go. There were less cars on this road but the shoulder was very narrow.  Plus the road was super hilly so it was hard to stay out of the car&#39;s way.  I almost made it to the store without incident, but I made a wrong turn and ended up having to cut through a parking lot.  I wasn&#39;t exactly paying attention to where I was going and I ran right into a storm drain with slots parallel to the direction I was traveling.  Next thing I know I am air borne flying through the air like super man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I have wrecked many times and somehow managed to land on my feet.  Should I really feel lucky about wrecking so many times now that I am actually good at it?  After my unplanned dismount, I sheepishly looked around to see how many people just saw me wreck my bike in a parking lot. I didn&#39;t see anyone so I hopped back on my bike and road to the store.  When I walked into the store the cute young lady behind the counter gave me a little snicker.  I turned over my shoulder and noticed she had an excellent view of my crash.  Oh well.  If I want to be cool I would probably be better off buying a trans am and growing a thick mustache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to ride home on the main road instead of off the beaten path.  It was actually easier because the road had multiple lanes.  Cars could just pass whenever they needed to.  There was one guy that tried to show me how fast his car was at a red light.  He pushed me out of his way and gave me a face full of exhaust but other than that it wasn&#39;t bad at all.  I think I build this stuff up in my head too much and should do more and think less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Amy and I headed to Fort Yargo state park in Winder.  I noticed on &lt;a href=&quot;http://yaba.homestead.com/&quot;&gt;YABA&#39;s&lt;/a&gt; website that they have a beginner trail now.  Ever since I told Amy about the trail, she has been asking me to take her there.  Being the loving considerate man that I am I decided that I could make this sacrifice and go ride my bike on a fun new trail.  I have ridden the outer loop at Yargo many times, but I never knew about the beginner trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginner trail starts out a paved sidewalk with some signs about the local wildlife.  Then you branch off the sidewalk onto a bulldozed single lane dirt road through a dried up mud hole.  You follow the lowlands for a couple miles then pop out on a burned down clear cut.  Then you go back to the bulldozed single lane road for awhile then popup out in a RV park.  Next you hop through a couple campgrounds then take a very nice scenic path along the lake.  Then you cross a nice dirt dam with a good view of the lake.  Then you hit some really sweet buff singletrack for a couple miles.  Then you pop out on a pipeline clear cut and fly down a kudzu lined singletrack descent.  Then you cross a big wooden bridge over the lake.  Next you follow some nice rooty paths along the lake shore.  Then you pop out in the middle of a disc golf course where the fairways are lined in mulch.  After getting lost you eventually pop out back on the outer loop and get a nice easy ride back to the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginner trail definitely has something for everybody.  I liked that there weren&#39;t many hills and most of the trail was smooth and not technical.  The distance was a little on the long side but you could definitely pack a lunch and take a nice long picnic break to split up the ride.  The trail could probably use a few more signs or yellow blazes.  If you get lost just remember to keep the lake on the same side the whole time and try to hug the lake as close as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Amy&#39;s fun I rode the outer loop solo.  I ran into Tweety and Racey Tracey.  They had just come back from a 10 hour race in North Carolina and stopped on the way home for a couple of cool down laps.  Super humans I tell you.  Also extremely nice and friendly people.  I would like to work on my fitness a little so I can ride with them more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed the changes to the outer loop.  There were little jumps and hips and drop downs every where.  Someone has been working hard on making the trail more fun.  They were also a bunch of re-routes that added more length and reduced the user conflicts with the other park users.  They have done an excellent job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to ride everything out there except the horseshoe drop.  I had ridden a similar gully on the old trail and when I saw the sign for the drop I thought that is what they were talking about.  I was wrong.  The new drop looks like it is three stories tall.  I dropped into it no problem, but I only made it about half way up the other side.  I was too scared of flipping over backwards to fully commit.  So I climbed out the side of the gully.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After climbing out of the gully, I figured I could just get back on the trail and keep riding, but I was wrong again.  The trail turned back on itself and dropped through the gully again.  This drop only looked like 2 and half stories so I decided to give it a go.  I backed up as far as possible and sprinted for the drop in.  I zoomed back up the other side and only need a couple pedals to top out the other side.  Woo hoo that was fun.  I would love to see someone ride the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another great weekend and I am looking forward to next week.  My birthday is a week from Monday and Amy is hinting around that she might have something fun planned for next weekend.  Whatever happens I am pretty sure there will be cake involved so I am very excited.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/1570859540663198876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/1570859540663198876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/1570859540663198876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/1570859540663198876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/08/yaba-daba-do.html' title='Yaba daba do'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-631188461544874238</id><published>2008-07-27T19:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:17:18.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Dauset072708/photo#5227834412920740706&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SIz_s0a0G2I/AAAAAAAAA4o/tzRPxgyUDFQ/s400/DSCF0005.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo Amy got a new bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Bubba made it all the way around the Dwelling Loop.  He walked most of the up-hills, but he rocked all the down hills.  I was pretty impressed.  He seemed like he had fun which is the most important part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Amy and I went to Dauset.  Amy took this wonderful picture of me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Dauset072708/photo#5227834471103223234&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SIz_wNKmVcI/AAAAAAAAA4w/T7M4sLF64Pw/s400/DSCF0006.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always make these terrible faces when I am riding my bike so Amy came up with a brilliant solution.  That nice tree is much easier to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw these big ass birds.  No idea what they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Dauset072708/photo#5227834529251600178&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SIz_zlyQJzI/AAAAAAAAA48/VNttXlAm3fA/s400/DSCF0007.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/631188461544874238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/631188461544874238' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/631188461544874238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/631188461544874238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-bike.html' title='New Bike'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SIz_s0a0G2I/AAAAAAAAA4o/tzRPxgyUDFQ/s72-c/DSCF0005.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-5405987432022955650</id><published>2008-07-22T17:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T17:23:06.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Demo</title><content type='html'>Amy and I went to the Bike Demo at Blankets Creek on Saturday.  She test rode the Specialized Safire again.  She rode this bike in January and really liked it.  Since then she has test ridden several other bikes.  I think Saturday confirmed for her that the Safire is the bike she likes the best.  After the test ride she talked to Kevin the owner of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.outspokinbikes.com&quot;&gt;Outspokin bikes&lt;/a&gt;.  I think she plans on buying her a bike this week.  I am not sure who is more excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I did a quick ride at Big Creek.  I played this game in my head where I was a fox and the guys that started after me where the hounds.  I rode like crazy to try to keep ahead of them.  After I thought I lost them this guy comes out of nowhere and rides past me in the freeride area.  It scared the crap out of me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I ran into Mike Young and his wife.  Mike is super nice guy.  I met him at a night ride earlier this year.  He likes the rohloff on my bike and is thinking about getting one.  When I ran into him on Sunday, Mike showed his wife my rohloff and she seemed to think it was pretty cool.  Like Mike she also seemed really nice, and I enjoyed meeting her.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/5405987432022955650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/5405987432022955650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/5405987432022955650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/5405987432022955650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/07/bike-demo.html' title='Bike Demo'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-1667691450454350009</id><published>2008-07-13T18:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T19:02:42.669-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad weather</title><content type='html'>Amy and I tried to cheat the weather this morning and sneak in an early ride.  We didn&#39;t quite make it though.  About 4 miles from the car the rain, thunder, and lightning overtook us.  I am scared of lightning and had to resist my natural instincts of bolting towards the car and leaving poor Amy behind.  Seriously though I was freakin and Amy was as cool as a cucumber.  Every time I looked at her she was smiling and looked like she was having fun.  I was impressed.  Luckily the storm moved over pretty quick and we made it back to the car completely soaked but otherwise just fine.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/1667691450454350009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/1667691450454350009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/1667691450454350009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/1667691450454350009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/07/bad-weather.html' title='Bad weather'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-4229847452929448187</id><published>2008-07-06T21:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:09:56.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride with Bubba at Blankets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Blankets070608/photo#5220085835150929954&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SHF4aO04MCI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/_HMpg8wsrw4/s400/DSCF0001_1.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Riding Buddies]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took Bubba over to Blankets to check out the new Mosquito Bite and Van Michael Trails.  We had a really good time.  It was fun watching Bubba fly down hills with little fear and still keep his bike under control.  Also ran into my friends Roger and Laurie.  I always enjoy seeing them.  They are some of the happiest, friendliest, and fun loving people I have ever met.  Check out &lt;a href=&quot;http://biken4fun.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Laurie&#39;s blog&lt;/a&gt; to read about some of their adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Blankets070608/photo#5220086122190216242&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SHF4q8IYHDI/AAAAAAAAA3A/iUAior4c8Ng/s400/DSCF0010.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bubba has a good eye with the camera.  I like this angle.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Blankets070608/photo#5220086170983525106&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SHF4tx5m6vI/AAAAAAAAA3I/65-9o8ToH1Q/s400/DSCF0013.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Full speed ahead]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Blankets070608/photo#5220086224312592034&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SHF4w4kP5qI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/rtY011bF3G4/s400/DSCF0014.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[One more time]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Blankets070608/photo#5220086066369436274&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SHF4nsLqmnI/AAAAAAAAA24/xHj-uBMOta0/s400/DSCF0007.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bubba&#39;s first time cleaning the teeter]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Blankets070608/photo#5220085887559680770&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SHF4dSEGQwI/AAAAAAAAA2g/VfvXglhcwuM/s400/DSCF0003.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Piece of cake]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Blankets070608/photo#5220085941815841154&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SHF4gcLxkYI/AAAAAAAAA2o/EGUAQ88cp6U/s400/DSCF0004.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hardest obstacle for me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/jamesjbigler/Blankets070608/photo#5220085995849366866&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SHF4jleXvVI/AAAAAAAAA2w/33DRJCF2t2Y/s400/DSCF0005.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Fun stuff]</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/4229847452929448187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/4229847452929448187' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/4229847452929448187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/4229847452929448187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/07/ride-with-bubba-at-blankets.html' title='Ride with Bubba at Blankets'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/jamesjbigler/SHF4aO04MCI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/_HMpg8wsrw4/s72-c/DSCF0001_1.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20542479.post-2988789175221784210</id><published>2008-07-01T15:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T15:48:19.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in Virginia</title><content type='html'>Amy and I went to her dad&#39;s farm in Virginia for an extended weekend.  We did our normal routine of ride lightly and eat heavily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, Amy&#39;s dad showed us some dirt roads on his farm that the local fox hunt club built recently.  The trails wound through the forests that surround his fields.  There were some really steep hills and a couple of fun creek crossings.  There were also these cool gates that horses could jump to go from the road into a cow pasture.  I was a little too chicken to try jumping the gate on my bike though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended riding about 6 miles. Even though we did not ride all of the trails, I felt like I saw more of the farm than I ever had seen before.  I never knew the farm had so many trees or hills.  Some parts of the trail were very beautiful.  I especially liked the part that ran along the creek.  We even got to see a fox that must have gotten away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the eating portion of our trip the highlight was our visit to the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.cavalierdaily.com/CVArticle.asp?ID=14838&amp;pid=966&quot;&gt;Bavarian Chef&lt;/a&gt;.  When I walked in and saw they served beer in giant boots I knew I had come to the right place.  I ordered the Barbarian Sausage plate with homemade kraut.  Amy and her dad got the the Wiener Schnitzel.  With your entrees they bring out bowls of vegetables family style.  We picked mashed potatoes, red cabbage, zucchini, green beans, and carrots &amp; apples.  The potatoes were to die for.  I think there must have been some kind of meat in there.  Amy&#39;s dad had fun scooping a huge dollop of potato on his fork and turning it upside down to show how thick the potatoes were.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy has been telling me how good this place was since we first met.  I am so happy she finally took me there.  We are definitely going back to the Bavarian Chef the next time we go to Virginia.  My treat!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/feeds/2988789175221784210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20542479/2988789175221784210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/2988789175221784210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20542479/posts/default/2988789175221784210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesjbigler.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-in-virginia.html' title='Fun in Virginia'/><author><name>James Bigler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626306693019609425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxUUIHykOOgIH8ZLYYWQiMDmISf6C92oj-qj4057f-mJUkYdkcw45uTXrHT3GwDfGKtSTI4_4IQvw-hEqfkt4uHzj2FBIV_TD5wuhu_jPwMTKLya2zte81Q6EGeRayS4/s1600-r/DSC_0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>