<?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: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-6913387179527278036</id><updated>2011-08-11T11:34:28.569-06:00</updated><category term='Father'/><category term='child'/><category term='Baiku'/><category term='Haiku'/><category term='Longmont'/><category term='Fleet'/><category term='Stable'/><category term='Bike to Work Day'/><category term='Words to Live By'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Bikes'/><category term='Colorado'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='Bike'/><category term='Comic'/><category term='Bicycle'/><title type='text'>getinlost in...</title><subtitle type='html'>"Everyone I know in bicycling is at least a little bit crazy, present company included." - Sheldon Brown</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-2933748683236398102</id><published>2009-12-24T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:46:54.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father'/><title type='text'>Christmas Melancholy</title><content type='html'>My daughters new bike&lt;br /&gt;'neath yon tree (ok next to)&lt;br /&gt;She's growing so fast&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-2933748683236398102?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/2933748683236398102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=2933748683236398102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/2933748683236398102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/2933748683236398102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-melancholy.html' title='Christmas Melancholy'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-6306465236100859725</id><published>2009-11-26T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T08:45:21.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary #2</title><content type='html'>Wow. I totally missed my blog anniversary. This blog was started two years ago November 20th. I knew it was close and I thought it was today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, I hope all have a safe and happy Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-6306465236100859725?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/6306465236100859725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=6306465236100859725&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/6306465236100859725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/6306465236100859725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2009/11/anniversary-2.html' title='Anniversary #2'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-4951324427486114920</id><published>2009-11-17T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T17:46:03.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm... not so much.</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine wrote something on his &lt;a href="http://therecoveryride.blogspot.com/2009/11/gift-of-hope-short-story-about-friend.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; that while very nice, and I understand where he's coming from, it's just that I don't have the same feeling of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the place where I work there is a program for recovering addicts. Or rather, thats what it's supposed to be for. However , what I&amp;nbsp; see is a revolving door of recidivism. The "clients" come in, dry out, do the 12 step stuff, leave, fall into the same old shite and then they're right back in and begging to be let back into the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that there are success stories of recovery. My father, whom to the best of my knowledge is 35 years sober is one of them. I really think that there needs to be a seriously profound and scary shock to the person as the catalyst. Otherwise there isn't the goal or impetus for them to really want change.&amp;nbsp;  For my father it was us leaving his abusive rages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen more than one person go through the devastation of a lifetime of drug and alcohol abuse. I have seen men that when I first met them 10 or so year back were intelligent, thoughtful&amp;nbsp; (when&amp;nbsp; sober)  individuals. Then through the years, the poisons take their toll. Turning the people in more than one instance, blithering, drooling, or suspitious and paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then they die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that working at that place has changed me. I know that once upon a time I cared. Now, I try to see the best in people but sometimes, it's so far off that I need a telescope to see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-4951324427486114920?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/4951324427486114920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=4951324427486114920&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/4951324427486114920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/4951324427486114920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2009/11/hmmm-not-so-much.html' title='Hmmm... not so much.'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-1544268663595866995</id><published>2009-10-29T18:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T19:14:38.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 'avin that</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/Suowb9oApNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/2he0-lb6lJs/s1600-h/VeloCast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/Suowb9oApNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/2he0-lb6lJs/s200/VeloCast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398180360313939154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A wee bit ago. I learned through &lt;a href="http://www.thefredcast.com/"&gt;The Fred Cast&lt;/a&gt; of the existence of the &lt;a href="http://www.velocast.co.uk/"&gt;VeloCast&lt;/a&gt;. A podcast put on by two Scotts (well one is Scott the other is John).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very much enjoy this show. I find John and Scott knowledgeable and insightful. One of the things I do when listening to these podcasts is to try to put a face with the voice. Now in many instances I have seen a photo of the podcast host or guests The Fred Cast above, Tim (&lt;a href="http://masiguy.blogspot.com/"&gt;The MASI Guy&lt;/a&gt;) Jackson, &lt;a href="http://www.cyclelicio.us/"&gt;Richard Fritz Masoner.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Scott and John have been very cagey. I have looked through the pictures they have put up and haven't managed to pick them out for certain. So that leaves my imagination with a lot room to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as near as I can tell. The basic format of the show is that both find content to discuss and then Scott will present the subject and then John will give his thoughts. This works for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the images that have been put in my head because of this are that John is or can be very curmudgeonly (like Waldorf) and Scott is the techie  nice guy (like Scooter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all of this is said with the utmost respect. I really do enjoy their show and have laughed out loud when listening at work. (much to the amusement to those around me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until such a time as I see a photo of them, I'll be keeping the image above in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-1544268663595866995?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/1544268663595866995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=1544268663595866995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/1544268663595866995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/1544268663595866995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-avin-that.html' title='I&apos;m &apos;avin that'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/Suowb9oApNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/2he0-lb6lJs/s72-c/VeloCast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-3457351661973475769</id><published>2009-08-11T17:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:42:08.834-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror, mirror.</title><content type='html'>So now I’m an LCI (League Cycling Instructor) what am I gonna do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend is almost a blur, long days, late nights. There were some in the class saying that they didn’t work this hard on their masters.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  During the class I was given an assignment (which I totally hosed) on the importance of scanning and signaling. Earlier in the day I had the opportunity to try one of my classmates mirror and was quite surprised at how much I could actually see back there. As I was winding down the disaster of a presentation, I mentioned that I had tried a mirror and planned to get one soon.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  After the other presentations were done the instructor came up behind me and asked quietly if it was me that was going to get a mirror. I nodded and he set one in front of me. At first I thought it was just one that his club had stuck their logo on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2593/3812422689_196727b122_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 298px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2593/3812422689_196727b122_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t until Monday that I learned that I was given a custom, handmade, one of a kind, as in no two are alike &lt;a href="http://www.momentumplanet.ca/blog/walker/chuck-harris-mirror-man-people-nahbs-2009"&gt;Chuck Harris&lt;/a&gt; mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I didn’t know what it was until I began searching for this “old man back in the woods” as my instructor; Preston Tyree told me when he described who made it. Oh, that’s another thing. Our class was taught by the Director of Education for the LAB. Yeah, that’s right, THE man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Now this wasn’t because of any special reason though, when the class got set up, he asked who could do it all and apparently all of the other master trainers were already busy. I don’t know if our class was better or not because of that, but I feel very thankful to him for the class and the gift of the mirror.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-3457351661973475769?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/3457351661973475769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=3457351661973475769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/3457351661973475769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/3457351661973475769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2009/08/mirror-mirror.html' title='Mirror, mirror.'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2593/3812422689_196727b122_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-1266564061739680766</id><published>2009-08-11T16:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:03:03.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you blog it. They will come.</title><content type='html'>Just saw &lt;a href="http://www.velonews.com/article/96554"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; Apparently Lance Armstrong and Gov. Bill Ritter are reading MY blog. Yeah, yeah I know. NOT! But still, it would be kinda cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-1266564061739680766?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/1266564061739680766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=1266564061739680766&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/1266564061739680766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/1266564061739680766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-you-blog-it-they-will-come.html' title='If you blog it. They will come.'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-7326370059539948996</id><published>2009-08-05T21:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:03:21.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Susan Nelson</title><content type='html'>I just read that Susan Nelson wife of Eldon "The Fat Cyclist" Nelson passed away this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I weep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-7326370059539948996?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/7326370059539948996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=7326370059539948996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/7326370059539948996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/7326370059539948996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2009/08/susan-nelson.html' title='Susan Nelson'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-1750714073634544312</id><published>2009-06-24T21:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T17:18:56.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Please stand by....</title><content type='html'>Watch this space  for  Longmont BTWD stuff. Right now I'm just bushed. Update. Never mind, lost interest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-1750714073634544312?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/1750714073634544312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=1750714073634544312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/1750714073634544312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/1750714073634544312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2009/06/please-stand-by.html' title='Please stand by....'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-7409502328906686362</id><published>2009-03-10T19:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T19:39:26.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's a guy gotta do!</title><content type='html'>Alright. We have the Tour of California and the Tour of Missouri. And the Tour of Georgia gave it up this year. Now I just read about a race in New Mexico called the Tour of the Gila. I'm sure that there are a few that I don't know about yet. So, here is my thought. Who do I talk to to get Celestial Seasonings or Coors or both to put the Red Zinger/Coors International back together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.motherearthnews.com/uploadedImages/articles/issues/1978-09-01/053-034-01_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 505px;" src="http://www.motherearthnews.com/uploadedImages/articles/issues/1978-09-01/053-034-01_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.getboulder.com/images/summer07/pulse1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 455px; height: 299px;" src="http://www.getboulder.com/images/summer07/pulse1b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-7409502328906686362?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/7409502328906686362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=7409502328906686362&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/7409502328906686362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/7409502328906686362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-guy-gotta-do.html' title='What&apos;s a guy gotta do!'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-2361401218867145531</id><published>2009-01-02T19:13:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:49:33.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Day Cafe Ride 2009</title><content type='html'>On New Years Day I trekked to the big city and met for the first time &lt;a href="http://grinderswheels.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jon Grinder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were to meet at &lt;a href="http://www.kaladicoffee.com/"&gt;Kaladi Bro.&lt;/a&gt; coffee with a planned ride time of 9:30. Well... that wasn't how it worked. The conversation revolved around bikes of course and for a good part of the time the problem of how many was discussed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  There was talk of you really only need one bike. (yea right!) or every time I think of selling one I'll ride it and change my mind. (not me) Or I could get rid of all except this one or maybe that one... Any way, this went on until 10:30ish so that when we actually began I requested that I be pointed in the direction of the coffee shop in time to get me  to a family get together at noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The group graciously obliged by modifying the route so that there would be the absolute maximum of hills available. So we lit out on a nice even trip through Washington Park then along the Cherry Creek and Platt River paths we then turned east toward a solid wall of climbing. (I kid... sort of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3123/3161092289_f2c0ccaecd_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 467px; height: 408px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3123/3161092289_f2c0ccaecd_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really was great to finally meet Jon and to to put a "bone bag" to the face you see in cyberspace. As well as to interact with other bike geeks like (or worse) than myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-2361401218867145531?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/2361401218867145531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=2361401218867145531&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/2361401218867145531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/2361401218867145531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-day-cafe-ride-2009.html' title='New Years Day Cafe Ride 2009'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-7255470502420849813</id><published>2008-12-24T18:37:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T18:53:54.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The BEST tree ornament EVER!</title><content type='html'>My five year old daughter found this hand painted glass ornament and picked it out for me. Because she know how much of a bike geek her dad is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3226/3133444687_d58c97f0fe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 281px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3226/3133444687_d58c97f0fe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they can surprise me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-7255470502420849813?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/7255470502420849813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=7255470502420849813&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/7255470502420849813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/7255470502420849813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-tree-ornament-ever.html' title='The BEST tree ornament EVER!'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3226/3133444687_d58c97f0fe_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-25577310741289092</id><published>2008-12-16T12:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:40:12.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mkamani Iyaka Ska (Lakhota for white bicycle)</title><content type='html'>One of my crew was listening to the Nights with Alice Cooper show and heard this song and told me about it . Because he knows that I am a bike geek. I have never heard it, or even of Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/62yWU4ryrgI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/62yWU4ryrgI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p class="citation"&gt;&lt;cite cite="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=62yWU4ryrgI"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=62yWU4ryrgI"&gt;Embedded Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-25577310741289092?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/25577310741289092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=25577310741289092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/25577310741289092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/25577310741289092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/12/mkamani-iyaka-ska-lakhota-for-white.html' title='Mkamani Iyaka Ska (Lakhota for white bicycle)'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-6820654995890274487</id><published>2008-12-03T18:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:35:23.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday Blues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This gave me quite a chuckle. It's from CycleDog in OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;The womenfolk were out shopping.&lt;/span&gt;  I was bored.  I could watch Eastern Yahootie State beat the snot out of Western Yahootie State, but why bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My commuter bike's computer had died. &lt;/span&gt; The battery failed - again.  I decided to find a way around the problem.  There was an old calculator with a solar cell in my junk box, but just for fun, I decided to try a bigger solar cell meant to charge a car battery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Why stop there?&lt;/span&gt;  The bigger array offered more power, so I could add a few extras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Another junk box yielded an ancient TRS-80 type 200 laptop.&lt;/span&gt;  The solar cell would easily power it, but for surges I decided to add a small battery too.  With some Hall effect devices and strain gages, the computer could monitor speed, cadence, and various forces applied to the bike frame.  I could actually measure the lateral stiffness and vertical compliance! Yes, it's real-world geekery, but I was bored.  I fabricated brackets out of old bike parts, angle iron, and some bits stolen from kid's broken toys.  It wasn't pretty, but for a quick lash-up it would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;All that extra power only added temptation.&lt;/span&gt;  I mean, what self-respecting electronics geek could ignore it?  A few calculations revealed that I'd only be using about a quarter of the energy on hand, so I immediately added a few other goodies: a GPS system, a old video camera, and a cell phone for mobile Internet access.  This all required more wiring and cables, of course, and the video camera needed a short mast since I wanted overhead shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;So far, I'd stayed within the law as far as the FCC was concerned.&lt;/span&gt;  The next step was going to be tricky.  I wanted to rig up a proximity sensor that would switch on the camera as a vehicle approached from behind.  I gutted my son's old toy baseball radar gun, but it was designed for very low power and short distances.  More power would make it operate over greater distances, so I scrounged the magnetron tube from our old microwave oven.  Now kids, don't do this at home.  It's a job for a professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;The maggie tube and power supply went onto the rear rack.&lt;/span&gt;  I had to find a bigger battery and ended up with an old car battery back there too, as well as an inverter for the higher voltages required for the magnetron.  An FCC inspector would have a heart attack if he saw this, and drafting closely could offer some hazards - like getting cooked internally.  But this was just a quick lash-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A trial run was in order. &lt;/span&gt; I pushed the bike out of the garage and set off down the hill.  It was immediately apparent that the extra weight caused problems.  I wobbled wildly and steadily gained speed.  The rear tire blew with a deafening bang!  The wheel thumped a few times before all that weight on the front end caused the fork to collapse.  I vaguely remember flying over the handlebars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Witnesses said the following events happened in short succession.&lt;/span&gt;  The bike had barely stopped moving when a short circuit caused the car battery to overheat and explode.  Bits of casing peppered houses and cars.  Someone called the cops, the bomb squad, the fire department, and presumably an ambulance in that order.  The wiring and cables on the bike caught fire, resulting in a brief but intense blaze that actually melted the aluminum frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But like I said, that all came from various witnesses.&lt;/span&gt;  I'm sitting in a cell at the local police station, waiting for an interview with Homeland Security about the alleged bicycle bomb.  This is the bright side.  At least I didn't have to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://cycledog.blogspot.com/2008/12/black-friday-blues.html"&gt;View Original Article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-6820654995890274487?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/6820654995890274487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=6820654995890274487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/6820654995890274487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/6820654995890274487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/12/black-friday-blues.html' title='Black Friday Blues...'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-6265385684527134054</id><published>2008-12-01T12:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:07:23.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lego Lunacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Even the folks at Lego think that SUV drivers are out of control. But please notice the cyclist with flowers in her baskets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3203/3075276432_fc6d7475b4_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 347px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3203/3075276432_fc6d7475b4_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-6265385684527134054?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/6265385684527134054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=6265385684527134054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/6265385684527134054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/6265385684527134054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/12/lego-lunacy.html' title='Lego Lunacy'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-7839464723273686596</id><published>2008-11-27T20:12:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T20:19:08.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anniversaryish post today. Same conditions as last year, feeling like I might pop. I still came home and had MORE pie. Mmmm. Pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have built up a new ride for the stable. I will have pics up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-7839464723273686596?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/7839464723273686596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=7839464723273686596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/7839464723273686596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/7839464723273686596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/11/anniversary-post-today.html' title=''/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-2994304490762408627</id><published>2008-10-30T12:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T12:10:42.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthropomorphism</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What is it about we humans imbuing inanimate objects with “personality”. We give objects importance. We have favorites, (bikes, guns, fishing rods, bats, gloves…” that seem to us to perform better than others for us. So we give them names and character and feelings.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;I am currently working to restore, modify, so restomod is the word I suppose, a 1968 Raleigh Super Course. What’s that you say, you were not aware that the Super Course was made in ’68? Well according to the good folks at Bike Forums and my own research. It is likely the first year that it was made and furthermore this frame appears to be a Carlton Grand Prix rebadged as a Raleigh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;This was taken shortly after I got her. That saddle was from another bike and has since torn beyond repair, (sigh) it was a Wrights 34.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3199/2867310493_0a62d927de_b.jpg" mce_src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3199/2867310493_0a62d927de_b.jpg" alt="" width="430" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;100-2105&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;This bike is now forty years old and now that I have her (see, I did it there) back on the road I seem to get this “feeling” of joy, of happiness at being ridden again. This is the point I am trying to get at. I know with my “logical mind” that this is impossible. But logic has little to do with the emotions involved with riding.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" title="From 1968" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3200/2867312417_bf03ef7c7a_o.jpg" mce_src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3200/2867312417_bf03ef7c7a_o.jpg" alt="" height="338" width="349" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;  &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;From 1968&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3155/2868145084_6890b347b4_o.jpg" mce_src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3155/2868145084_6890b347b4_o.jpg" alt="" height="336" width="410" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;  &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;From 1969&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;On Sheldon Brown’s Retro Raleighs web site. (from which I got the images) There are catalogs (catalogues) from 1968 and 1969 that show this bike. The ’68 catalog lists the parts accurately with the exception of the crankset which is a Stronglight Model 93 and was either a shop upgrade or done by a previous owner. I lean toward the in shop scenario. It is also interesting to see that in ’69 the Super Course cost $110.00. The 1970 catalog lists different derailleur’s than mine has. One of the reasons that I believe that she is a rebadged Carlton is that the serial number #110536 is on the left rear dropout. Carlton is reported to do this but at that time Raleigh did not.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;My plan for her is a “randonneur” type of kit. With full fenders and bags, she came to me with a little rack attached to the front brake that is for keeping a very large handlebar bag off of the wheel and or fender, which is what, gave me the randonneur idea. The paint is really rough. She seems to have been stored outside for at least some of her 40 years. Still there are some areas that the original coffee color can be seen. I am still trying to sort out how (or if) I will repaint her. It appears that the method used was transparent brown over a copper or bronze metallic.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3009/2868143332_e82cd0877a_b.jpg" mce_src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3009/2868143332_e82cd0877a_b.jpg" alt="" height="323" width="430" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;  &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;100-2112&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;As for the decals, they caused quite a stir on another forum. I did receive a graphic for the down tube Raleigh and I think I can make one for the seat tube from a picture of the headbadge. The top tube has Super Course in a script of some kind I might try to do a rubbing and see if I can get close. I’ll also need some sliver tape for the seat tube striping.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt;I am really excited about this project. I think that the beauty and grace that this bike displays is of the era it is from and something that some manufacturers are doing again, and either saying that it’s “new” or that they’re getting back some “nostalgia”.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" mce_style="text-indent:.5in;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;!-- technorati tags begin --&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px; text-align: right;" mce_style="font-size:10px;text-align:right;"&gt;Tags: &lt;a rel="tag" href="http://technorati.com/tag/Bikes" mce_href="http://technorati.com/tag/Bikes"&gt;Bikes&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;!-- technorati tags end --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-2994304490762408627?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/2994304490762408627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=2994304490762408627&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/2994304490762408627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/2994304490762408627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/10/anthropomorphism.html' title='Anthropomorphism'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3199/2867310493_0a62d927de_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-2839750593299166693</id><published>2008-09-18T09:12:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:29:54.710-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>First grade poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3226/2868138960_a37145bcf3_b.jpg" style="width: 387px; height: 505px;" title="First grade poem" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First a little background. While our daughter was in preschool my commute was often multi-modal. I would drive to the preschool and park the car there, then ride to work or ride to the bus if the weather was iffy. I could then ride back from work get her from the school and drive home. It worked for us and apparently it also impressed our youngest son enough to write about it. Now, I will not lie here. When I read this the first time I choked up. I was not aware that this process of commuting to work on  my bike would  inspire  any of my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your having trouble reading his handwriting it reads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;My Dad is Lightning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;dad is like&lt;br /&gt;lightning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;he rides to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;work and back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going up down up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down to pick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-2839750593299166693?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/2839750593299166693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=2839750593299166693&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/2839750593299166693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/2839750593299166693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-grade-poem.html' title='First grade poem'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3226/2868138960_a37145bcf3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-6060084616814159346</id><published>2008-09-12T12:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:26:08.914-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>It rained last night as I fitted my fixed-gear with new full fenders. My excitement mounted as I awoke to the sound of rain this morning. I donned my very best wet weather gear with the addition of newspaper sacks on my feet.&amp;nbsp; I then set out. It was&amp;nbsp; sprinkling as I left the house and&amp;nbsp; I traveled through&amp;nbsp; varying  levels of precipitation. As I was nearing work I realized that I had rain water streaming from my face, my grinin' like an idiot face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-6060084616814159346?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/6060084616814159346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=6060084616814159346&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/6060084616814159346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/6060084616814159346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/09/rain.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-3798457972305702824</id><published>2008-08-20T07:35:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:22:05.886-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Words to Live By'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bikes'/><title type='text'>Words to live by.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote cite="http://www.yehudamoon.com/index.php?date=2008-08-20"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 383px; height: 131px;" src="http://www.yehudamoon.com/images/strips/2008-08-20.gif" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;cite cite="http://www.yehudamoon.com/index.php?date=2008-08-20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yehudamoon.com/index.php?date=2008-08-20"&gt;Yehuda Moon and the Kickstand Cyclery - Bicycle Comics | Doubt on a Ride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This came up just when I needed it. I also never expected something so deep from Joe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-3798457972305702824?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/3798457972305702824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=3798457972305702824&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/3798457972305702824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/3798457972305702824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/08/words-to-live-by_20.html' title='Words to live by.'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-1869420835509332723</id><published>2008-06-25T11:16:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T13:06:16.848-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Longmont'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bike to Work Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colorado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bikes'/><title type='text'>Bike to Work Day in Longmont, CO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2610825792/" title="100_3396"&gt;Bike to  Work day  Longmont Colorado edition&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click for a little bigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2610825792/" title="100_3396"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2609992041/" title="100_3416"&gt;&lt;img alt="100_3416" src="http://static.flickr.com/3052/2609992041_48e0be9287_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bicycle Friendly Community '04-'12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2609994773/" title="100_3398"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2610825792/" title="100_3396"&gt;&lt;img alt="100_3396" src="http://static.flickr.com/3049/2610825792_b32a1b9b13_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2609994773/" title="100_3398"&gt;&lt;img alt="100_3398" src="http://static.flickr.com/3231/2609994773_f8056a1d83_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was the best coffee I had, and I had a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2609996155/" title="100_3404"&gt;&lt;img alt="100_3404" src="http://static.flickr.com/3073/2609996155_a947457d62_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2609998465/" title="100_3408"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, pancakes and sausage.does a body good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2609998465/" title="100_3408"&gt;&lt;img alt="100_3408" src="http://static.flickr.com/3173/2609998465_4d7b7d4315_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2610002151/" title="100_3417"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about watching the only guy working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2610002151/" title="100_3417"&gt;&lt;img alt="100_3417" src="http://static.flickr.com/3277/2610002151_e33fb2a643_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2610827244/" title="100_3397"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other fixed gear but mine I saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2610827244/" title="100_3397"&gt;&lt;img alt="100_3397" src="http://static.flickr.com/3229/2610827244_40cff2e83b_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2610003805/" title="100_3419"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy on the right came from Loveland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2610003805/" title="100_3419"&gt;&lt;img alt="100_3419" src="http://static.flickr.com/3059/2610003805_d0b87c3552_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2610839444/" title="100_3421"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Station at the Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2610839444/" title="100_3421"&gt;&lt;img alt="100_3421" src="http://static.flickr.com/2416/2610839444_8f0b9b29aa_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2610836320/" title="100_3418"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present and past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16913067@N05/2610836320/" title="100_3418"&gt;&lt;img alt="100_3418" src="http://static.flickr.com/3004/2610836320_f6af303d36_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretch Coolness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-1869420835509332723?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/1869420835509332723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=1869420835509332723&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/1869420835509332723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/1869420835509332723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/06/bike-to-work-day-in-longmont-co.html' title='Bike to Work Day in Longmont, CO'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-8721712930806861411</id><published>2008-06-10T13:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:07:07.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokes, love, bicycles : Older and Wiser : Times Record News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.timesrecordnews.com/news/2008/jun/09/jokes-love-bicycles/"&gt;Jokes, love, bicycles : Older and Wiser : Times Record News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-8721712930806861411?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/8721712930806861411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=8721712930806861411&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/8721712930806861411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/8721712930806861411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/06/jokes-love-bicycles-older-and-wiser.html' title='Jokes, love, bicycles : Older and Wiser : Times Record News'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-6140853298695308565</id><published>2008-05-23T20:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:24:00.240-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bikes'/><title type='text'>Bike Club Baiku</title><content type='html'>Here are some examples of bicycle based haiku. This was a "homework" assignment I gave to my bike club kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Write a haiku about bikes" I said. "What is a haiku" they said. "5-7-5 syllables" I said. They said ummm ok....&lt;br /&gt;Any way, four of them got one or more done and I came up with a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Baiku&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My bike is wicked&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It has foot pegs on the wheels&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I fly on my bike&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;_____________&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My bike has cool wheels&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My bike wheels have many spokes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A blur on the street&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;______________&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Speeding super fast&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Through the muddy grass&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A big grass killer &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;______________&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Serenity sweet&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The breeze caresses my back&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll sweat later on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Turning northward oof&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The breeze now a hurricane&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Spinning gone just mash&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Head down chest heaving&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Turn ahead, a copse of trees&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Relief, rest, home soon &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;_______________&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cars and trucks rush by&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Honks and cheers they cry I think&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You walk on sidewalk&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;_______________&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hybrid car driving&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Quietly sneaking beside&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your conscience scared me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;_______________&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Left right stop air brake&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Look left right left back front turn&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Start slow use helmet&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;________________&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I like riding bikes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My friend and I like bikes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I enjoy bike club&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;________________&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love my new bike&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is red and black with gears&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My bike is awesome!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;________________&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Carl&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-6140853298695308565?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/6140853298695308565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=6140853298695308565&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/6140853298695308565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/6140853298695308565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/05/bike-club-baiku.html' title='Bike Club Baiku'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-7157315125644774236</id><published>2008-04-10T12:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T12:18:47.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The wind,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;Today, it was all around me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;Blowing this way and that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;And I just tucked into it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;And let it wrap me in it's evil charms. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;Granted, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I was not going very fast into the bosom of the beast, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;But feeling its chilly embrace, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;I knew she was somehow helping me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;become a better person&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Chromazoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;This is from FGGF and describes quite well how I felt yesterday. Pushing against the North wind blowing in our snow falling today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-7157315125644774236?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/7157315125644774236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=7157315125644774236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/7157315125644774236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/7157315125644774236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/04/wind.html' title='The Wind'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-5050208934000172999</id><published>2008-03-24T14:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T14:32:58.209-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bicycles on roof of salvage yard in Denver.</title><content type='html'>Jon at Grinderbikes wrote in his blog about a trip to a salvage yard with an obcene amout of old bikes in huge piles. Also that they had some on the roof laid out in rows. I asked him if he knew the address, his reply was  "north of the old Childrens Hospital. I was riding with someone... and wasn't paying attention to the streets". So, I went to Google Earth and began looking. Lo and Behold! I think I found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="350" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps?t=h&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=39.776035,-104.961716&amp;amp;spn=0.001971,0.005482&amp;amp;z=18&amp;amp;output=embed&amp;amp;s=AARTsJpnOA3ioEtcI9rx_v7gyZqlolGTYw"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?t=h&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=39.776035,-104.961716&amp;amp;spn=0.001971,0.005482&amp;amp;z=18&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color:#0000FF;text-align:left"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-5050208934000172999?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/5050208934000172999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=5050208934000172999&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/5050208934000172999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/5050208934000172999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/03/bicycles-on-roof-of-salvage-yard-in.html' title='Bicycles on roof of salvage yard in Denver.'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-8011409909690242375</id><published>2008-03-07T11:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T11:54:27.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike More - Drive Less!</title><content type='html'>Fun&amp;nbsp; stuff from New Belgium Brewery. Yum!&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/STn7GvYUxL0&amp;amp;l=99&amp;amp;sk=64z-DLDCHMKUXWNncnbp0gU&amp;amp;t=OEgsToPDskIgKNUnOcmn5FrLSfJ6Mccy&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/STn7GvYUxL0&amp;amp;l=99&amp;amp;sk=64z-DLDCHMKUXWNncnbp0gU&amp;amp;t=OEgsToPDskIgKNUnOcmn5FrLSfJ6Mccy&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p class="citation"&gt;&lt;cite cite="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=STn7GvYUxL0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=STn7GvYUxL0"&gt;Embedded Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-8011409909690242375?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/8011409909690242375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=8011409909690242375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/8011409909690242375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/8011409909690242375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/03/bike-more-drive-less.html' title='Bike More - Drive Less!'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-6746128641619515775</id><published>2008-01-24T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:39:07.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fleet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bikes'/><title type='text'>The Stable...</title><content type='html'>...or quiver. "The Boss" calls it my "harem".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/R5j1qk4VwVI/AAAAAAAAACM/gaM_pmStA4Q/s1600-h/100_2433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/R5j1qk4VwVI/AAAAAAAAACM/gaM_pmStA4Q/s320/100_2433.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159143484956197202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is "Tyra" Fenders a Wonder! Stock Mongoose Tyax Elite with Planet Bike fenders and a &lt;a href="http://www.instructables.com/id/BIKE-LIGHT-500-Lumen-%22Mt.Bike%22-for-under-10-bucks-/"&gt;DIY bike light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/R5jyp04VwTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lfKounoKS8E/s1600-h/100_1943+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/R5jyp04VwTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lfKounoKS8E/s320/100_1943+-+Copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159140173536411954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is "Keley" my first fixed gear conversion. In this picture I had spent around fifty dollars for parts and paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/R5j0Rk4VwUI/AAAAAAAAACE/2Upr83szvuY/s1600-h/GG-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/R5j0Rk4VwUI/AAAAAAAAACE/2Upr83szvuY/s320/GG-05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159141955947839810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is "GiGi" my second fixed gear. I went really spendy on this one and bought a new cog, tires, tubes and some new to me pedals. the frame I traded for and the rest is parts bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/R5j3404VwWI/AAAAAAAAACU/nbE9aNpcZrk/s1600-h/100_2176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/R5j3404VwWI/AAAAAAAAACU/nbE9aNpcZrk/s320/100_2176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159145928792588642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is "Sophie" and has been accused of being the catalyst  of my renewed bicycle geekism. I found her on a corner with a sign that said free. I tore everything apart and cleaned and lubed and adjusted. I learned later that it "should" have been harder because she has a two-speed kickback coaster brake hub, made by Bendix. Apparently they aren't very user friendly. Oh well, now I know it was difficult. NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/R5j_ME4VwYI/AAAAAAAAACk/8weupNWzp8M/s1600-h/100_2296+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/R5j_ME4VwYI/AAAAAAAAACk/8weupNWzp8M/s320/100_2296+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159153956086464898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is "Martha" found beneath a HUGE pile of other bikes on top of a Volkswagon van. The wheels in this picture are now on GiGi. I have a set of 27" more appropriate for her. Do you like my emergency fender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next project to finish is a Schwinn Suburban. I just need to get some more elbow grease from the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-6746128641619515775?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/6746128641619515775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=6746128641619515775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/6746128641619515775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/6746128641619515775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/01/stable.html' title='The Stable...'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/R5j1qk4VwVI/AAAAAAAAACM/gaM_pmStA4Q/s72-c/100_2433.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-162509219566516071</id><published>2008-01-13T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:39:08.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, that's one...</title><content type='html'>...question answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had thought occasionally of, "how do long distance bicycle racers take care of bodily functions?" The answer came to me in the form of an e-mail from "The Boss" so, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/R4rPtKSGTdI/AAAAAAAAABU/T29raay4Hwk/s1600-h/Water+Break.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/R4rPtKSGTdI/AAAAAAAAABU/T29raay4Hwk/s320/Water+Break.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155161098240282066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-162509219566516071?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/162509219566516071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=162509219566516071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/162509219566516071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/162509219566516071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-thats-one.html' title='Well, that&apos;s one...'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/R4rPtKSGTdI/AAAAAAAAABU/T29raay4Hwk/s72-c/Water+Break.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-5542256061038217996</id><published>2008-01-11T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T12:55:40.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No post in over a month!</title><content type='html'>I'm not doing very well with this "more interactive" web thingy. I just find that some of the stuff I think about posting,  just aren't important when I have the time to post. Like right now, I'm editing what to write in my head and thinking "why do this at all?" At least I don't look like a fish out of water, my mouth open and closed as censor my speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YMCA basketball season has struck so time is a rare commodity. I  am coaching  two teams  and assisting  on one in another league. Sleep, Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to get some bike time in as well, commuting seems to be all the riding I'll get for a while. That and below freezing temps (sometimes below zero) have me chickening out. Most of my bike projects are done, I still have the Suburban to finish. See above as to why it's not done as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps when I get a chance I'll put some pics of the bikes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-5542256061038217996?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/5542256061038217996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=5542256061038217996&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/5542256061038217996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/5542256061038217996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-post-in-over-month.html' title='No post in over a month!'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-1034527646094750429</id><published>2007-12-07T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T06:34:12.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bicycle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baiku'/><title type='text'>Fender Love</title><content type='html'>Anticipation!&lt;br /&gt;Precipitation we have!&lt;br /&gt;Fenders a WONDER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-1034527646094750429?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/1034527646094750429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=1034527646094750429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/1034527646094750429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/1034527646094750429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2007/12/fender-love.html' title='Fender Love'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-157273305725480186</id><published>2007-12-06T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T20:47:11.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAAhhhh!</title><content type='html'>Yeah... aaaahhhh! I almost got the right hook yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I was in most of the right turn lane, had signaled and was about twenty feet from the corner. When an SUV with paper plates came around my left, halfway in the turn lane and half in the through lane and turned in front of me. Now I had been doing approx.  20mph prior to the turn, so I don't think i was impeding traffic. Oh well, She must have needed to be somewhere better than meeting my daughter at her school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-157273305725480186?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/157273305725480186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=157273305725480186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/157273305725480186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/157273305725480186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2007/12/aaaahhhh.html' title='AAAAhhhh!'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-7277706700135860878</id><published>2007-11-22T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T18:50:18.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uuuhhh...</title><content type='html'>Well, that was way too much! Food that is. Went down to great grandmas for Thanksgiving, my job since her husband passed is to carve the bird. I think this year when I started there was actually a little puff of dust. But we must make some concessions, she is 89 after all, and the dark meat that I go for was fine. My wife outdid herself with the pies. She also made homemade ice cream for ala mode mmm... I think I'll go have another piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-7277706700135860878?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/7277706700135860878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=7277706700135860878&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/7277706700135860878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/7277706700135860878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2007/11/uuuhhh.html' title='Uuuhhh...'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-7114950500405074290</id><published>2007-11-21T06:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T06:42:24.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo!</title><content type='html'>I feel like I made the "big time"! I was just looking at &lt;a href="http://www.cyclelicio.us/"&gt;Cyclelicious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and saw a post about the bicycle haiku I wrote. He also mentioned &lt;a href="http://www.saferoutesinfo.org/index.cfm"&gt;Safe Routes to School&lt;/a&gt; which is a program we are promoting at many of the schools in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-7114950500405074290?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/7114950500405074290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=7114950500405074290&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/7114950500405074290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/7114950500405074290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2007/11/woohoo.html' title='Woohoo!'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-5458177052183779383</id><published>2007-11-20T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T16:44:09.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bicycle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baiku'/><title type='text'>Baiku</title><content type='html'>Commuting by bike&lt;br /&gt;Herds of blunt objects assail&lt;br /&gt;Steadfastness a must&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-5458177052183779383?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/5458177052183779383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=5458177052183779383&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/5458177052183779383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/5458177052183779383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2007/11/baiku.html' title='Baiku'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913387179527278036.post-2835679803169858925</id><published>2007-11-20T13:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T14:03:36.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>This is my first attempt at a  more interactive  web presence. I have created and managed web sites in the past but the content rarely changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I don't really have a plan for content here, just whatever I seem to be interested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Items that might appear are varied. Such as: bicycles and cycling, soccer, coaching soccer and basketball with young children. Bipolar disorder in children. Beer. Food. Whine (no, I spelled it right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Carl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913387179527278036-2835679803169858925?l=getinlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/feeds/2835679803169858925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6913387179527278036&amp;postID=2835679803169858925&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/2835679803169858925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913387179527278036/posts/default/2835679803169858925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getinlost.blogspot.com/2007/11/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>getinlost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11240515454256225290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lcSxHMw3ht4/SDeGVul7BTI/AAAAAAAAADM/BLP4X5ryQSU/S220/Cone%2Bwrench%2Bcrossbones.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
