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Stop and smell the roses, and all. I almost missed it this morning, but when I took the mental pause and realized what lay before me it was a picture postcard moment. Sharp cold, a thick white layer of frost and day-old snow on the pastures along the river, three colorful hot air balloons between …

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Ok, that part about where they announced nex year’s Tour de France route and I said “Armstrong will win his sixth Tour in a row next summer”. That was a typo. What I meant to say was “With three mountain finishes and a time trial up L’Alpe d’Huez, the one man who might be able …

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I don’t like to whine here, so I’ll make this brief. On a long ride yesterday on on the west side of town, our little trio of cyclists was honked at only twice. In both cases, there were two lanes in our direction – the drivers had an entire lane of their own. Our sin, …

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