Bike Wash Day

Screw the cars!  Only the bikes get washed by hand.

It’s dry out there!  We’ve had just 1/100th of an inch of rain so far this month, and that’s on the heels of a much drier than average June.  The unpaved sections of the Eisenbahn State Trail look like the world’s longest line of cocaine.  The limestone dust is so fine that it gets everywhere, but it’s most annoying on my water bottles.  Every time I take a drink I ingest a little dust that was stuck to the bite valve.

On Friday I rode 52 miles—mostly on the Eisenbahn—and my Giant FCR3 turned white.  So, today was Bike Wash Day.  The Raleigh didn’t really need a bath but I scrubbed it up too.  After today’s 30-mile road ride, the Raleigh’s only blemishes were a little sports drink and brake pad dust.

Dry plus warm equals lots of opportunities to ride and I’m already at 300 miles this month.  If I maintain that pace I will have a 1,000-mile month for the first time ever.