In lieu of synchronized dance moves, Fred and Ginger pursue each other by bicycle in the RKO studio film Carefree.
At this point in my own cycling season, I’d rather pedal in wingtips on my new mixte than participate in the event I signed myself up for in January, that is, the Cascade 1200. In preparation for the ride, I’ve been riding an intensive series of brevets including the 24-hour Fleche Ouragon, the very hilly SIR 400 and two 600ks (ORR and SIR). I’ve survived each ride so far but my body (namely my left shoulder) is beginning to feel like a piece of butchered meat (pulled pork?). Two more weeks for recovery and than I’ll be on my way for real, pedaling non-stop for 4 days (w/sleep breaks??), covering 770 miles if I can keep myself and The Pencil moving in a forward direction. As for couture, I have assembled a mighty force of neckerchiefs and woolen shorts and jerseys and will be investing in both sun blocking arm covers and mountain pass proof sugino resistor booties.