Genetic expression

Since Russell and Cooop are holding a grudge against rodents I thought one from the Milwaukee Museum might be appropriate. Note the expression, it almost says "oh shit, Russell and Cooop are after me." 
...but then he is just a rodent so maybe it's a perpetual expression.


The Jetta was loaded and driven to Kendall. It didn't take long before Sephie showed how proficient she is at cycling.



Ride, take a break (eat some Doritos & have a few sips of Sprite), ride, take a break, ride, take a break and so on until the destination is reached. As much as I might want her to ride or race single speeds, there needs to be a development period. I know it will take years before her body can deal with the saddle time needed for longer rides or the pace of races (road or off road) but she's got the mentality now.


The first of the 3 tunnels on the trail. 

I didn't realize how long they really are. Without a flashlight it would be slower going than it already is.


The scenery from the trail was typical Wisco. Dairy cattle and farm land are along the trail, but there is an Amish farm and we were lucky enough to see the tilling of the soil. Or it could be fuel prices have gotten high enough the Amish aren't the only ones using horses.

At Wilton we stopped at the "Pie are Square" diner. One of my favorite breweries, the Pyramid Brewery is in San Francisco. They are finally being distributed east of the Mississississississississississississississississippi River.


So a round of pie ala mode was had before the return trip.

Pecan pie with Apricot Ale signifies the official start of summer for me.

Sephie doing her Megatron impression

On the return trip, at roughly 14 miles ridden, Seph started to either bonk or suffer a sugar low from her two scoops of ice cream and apple pie.

Karen drew the short straw as she had the rack on her bike. It was mostly up hill, which surprised me because I thought trains were too lazy to climb hills. 

I had the easier job of bringing the bike along. It was a little difficult snapping a picture at the same time...

After we walked through the tunnel she regained her legs and her focus... and then some. The 3 mile downhill leg back to the car was great. She dug deep and "finished the stage" with some fire. She'd been giving me "the look" all day when I'd pull along side her. If you've ever raced you've seen or given the look when the turns of the pedals get serious. I pulled along side her and relieved her of her fleece and tried to pull ahead to put it away in my back pack. She had other ideas...

Then I caught the finish...

Whether it's football (not that ponzi american style), swimming, cycling or whatever Sephie does, she'll have "the look" ready to go... and the desire to finish the competition off.