Tuesday, July 26, 2005

if it is dessert, we will find it

Originally uploaded by Jane Milliman.
Kate, Gidget and I rode from Caledonia down to Wyoming, the Gaslight Village, yesterday. (Luckily for us) nothing but nothing was open. We decided on the off chance to call the well-known Hillside Inn, and they were serving lunch! Yay! But not so yay: they are at the top (not on the side) of a really - big - hill. By the time we reached it, we desrved that exquisite Key lime Pie with raspberry purée. Oh my goodness. The actual lunch was good too, though it involved shrimp, which Gidget regretted on the ride home.

This place was great! The rooms were very, very beautiful. Take your husband! For more pictures, click here.

Row your boat!

Any Bettys interested in taking a "Learn to Row" class? It's offered by Adventure Out!, a local company that offers fitness classes & excursions specifically geared to us chicks!

They offer all kinds of stuff...kayaking, snowshoeing, rowing, nordic walking, etc. They also have fun, one-time girls nights out, like Pilates in the Park at Mendon Ponds, followed by shopping, to name one.

There is a rowing session underway for August and another one coming up in September. Exact dates are TBD, but it would be a seven-week course.

Click here for details!

Friday, July 22, 2005

That's hot

Another great turnout last night with 14 Bettys, including two newbies Marget and Tricia. It was hot, hot, hot. So thank heavens for Lydia's post-ride tip, "The Whore Bath:" Face, Pits & Crotch. A semi-clean paper towel or Purell moist towelette will do the trick smartly. Or shall we say "tartly."

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Artsy fartsy Lancy

A very cool story about Lance's one-of-a-kind time trial bike.

Monday, July 11, 2005

I love Bob Roll

I love how he says "Tour DAY France," and how those two English guys cringe every time does.

It's hard to imagine this guy actually was a tour rider himself in the olden days. On the incredulity scale, it's right up there with imagining Archie Bunker as a tour rider.

Al Trautwig asks him if he thinks the riders notice the faces of the spectators as they fly by them. This reminds Bob of a story (I love it when Bob tells stories). He thought he was hallucinating when, out of the corner of his eye, he spied a bear along the side of the road. Turns out there really was a circus in town with a dancing bear.

I love Bob Roll.

Friday, July 08, 2005

Sweet Seventeen

A record 17 Bettys showed up for last night's ride, including new riders Lynn and Jackie. Also, it was great to see Mara and Paula. We even had a Towpath drive-by from Jen, who we haven't seen in way too long. Props to Sally for braving her new eggbeaters without a single crash.

No Parrish Hill this week, but we did manage to squeak out 30 miles before sundown. All the better to consume large quantities of chicklaki, chocolate blackout cake, and Miller Light.

Next week: anybody up for a change of scenery? Ginny has offered to lead us on a tour of the Fairport/Egypt countryside. Stop back for details.