I keep planning these grand, eloquent entries that are deep with meaning and rich with imagery \u2014 and then I keep not writing them. Which is, I think, negatively impacting the readability of this here blog. So I think I\u2019ll switch it up a bit. Instead of dazzling you with my wordsmithing (which really is quite dazzling when I actually get around to smithing the words), instead I\u2019ll just keep it simple and post up a quick entry when I go out for a putt or have something interesting (and writeable) to say.<\/p>\n
I went out riding today with one of the guys from my club and his wife. We decided to have lunch at a local biker-friendly hangout, the Harley\u2019s Rock Inn<\/a> (now under new management and just called the Rock Inn, I think), and since we live pretty far from each other we met in the middle in Castaic and rode up through the twisties together. I took the lead and we hot-footed it up the mountain at a brisk pace, scraping floorboards all the way. (At least I was \u2014 he laid back a little in deference to his wife.) The route we took up \u2014 Lake Hughes Road \u2014 is my 2nd favorite local ride. We had lunch and hung out for a while, then split up and headed to our respective homes. I took Bouquet Canyon down, which is my favorite local ride.<\/p>\n I clocked roughly 110 miles today, and it was a beautiful day for a ride. Sunny and clear, cool and crisp, right in the middle of December \u2014 a perfect example of why Southern California was made for riding.<\/p>\n