You’ll dig a trench thru 3 feet of snow on your deck to cook a brat. For you non-’Sconsiners, first off I pity you, and secondly,  brat = ‘Sconsin’s own king of da brat, Johnsonville … cooked slow on open fire, never boiled (’cept in da beer to flavor it a tich). Of course, I smothered my brat in onions and sauerkraut. Me and the wife are havin a “dutch oven” contest later.   

Yeah, I know the previous post and this one are separated by only a matter of minutes but I felt they needed to be in different posts.

 Today marks what has become (over only 3 years for me) the point at which I move forward and look toward spring and getting back on the bikes again. Riding in the winter has its own charm … if you like raspberries on your cheeks and the feel of stranger hand due to numb cold fingers. Seriously, winter riding is OK but much more fun for me to read about (thanks Geo!) I like winter riding, when it is above 20 degrees and no wind. So I’m picky.

What I do like is ALLLLL the people that are in the bike circle we all share and going to the swap meet brings em all out.
We see young, old, big-boned, skinny, peg pants, messenger bags, suits and ties, dress shoes and sandals, new stuff, old stuph, priceless gems, priceless junk, giant salty pretzels and gooey fake cheese, picked over bins, good deals, hagglers, firm pricers, story tellers, tattoos, piercings, stale popcorn, Pabst in cozies, local Brewhouses’ fares, old bikes, new bikes, cobbled together bikes, perfectly matched bikes, lotsa ooohs, many more aaaahs, and about a dozen missed opportunities cuz “I” waited just a hair before make the deal, crazy hair, big stories and tall tales, guys with caliper looking for the “Exact” size part, buying more than selling, but most importantly …. and my favorite part ….

I got to see and talk to many of the people I like to see and talk to. I know that more of this to come is right around the corner. We are scattered all over the state. A simple event like this brings us together again and starts the cycle again. Each of us picks our own beginning point.
This, is mine.

That’s it, what can I say? I got busy with life, bikes, work, family. I guess the site and blog were the easiest parts to set aside.