Gone Fishing

Hey kids. Your friendly neighborhood Cycle Chick is taking a much needed vacation. I’m heading to Banff to do some stealth training for Muddy Waters, the next chapter in this summer’s adventures in extreme stupidity. Mind you, a hundred miles on a nice flat road will probably feel pretty moderate after a week in the mountains with an aluminum cross bike. I assure you, no fishing will be involved.

I’d thought about staying at the luxurious Rimrock, Banff Springs or perhaps Lake Louise hotels, but since civilization is for sissies, apparently I’ll be camping in the wilderness where pedicures are a little harder to find. I’ll no doubt sending tweets from my campground, assuming I have service. If one happens to say “I’m being eaten by a bear”, please send help.

Later skaters. Keep the rubber side down.