Full moon. A small group of crazies on two wheels. Music by Jason and his bike stereo that won’t die. Warm summer night. Crickets. Perfect ingredients for a short tour of east Austin. The tour included some cyclocross action as we explored the abandoned runways and parking lots on what used to be Mueller Airport.
I added 30 miles to the little tour. Thought it would be a good idea to ride to the ride instead of hauling my bike down there on my car. Nice quiet ride home except for the dolt that was driving down the two-way bike way on Rio Grande. Not only are cars prohibited on the bikeway, he was going to wrong way down the one way street. Amazing what you see at 4 AM in a college town.
I rode for Neil. RIP Mr. Armstrong. We’ll get back to the moon one of these days.