Travelin' Man

12 days, 2500 miles, 7 states, 1 baptism, 1 graduation, all nieces and nephews and former roommates.  It was one heck of a trip.  We got a rental car and luckily I was able to convince the burrower to take a few of my friends on the trip...Seabiscut and the road bike.  I used the old roof rack from the Kia and made it fit the rental, it was close enough for me.

We drove 12 straight hours on Friday to stay at my buddy Chucks place as it cut the drive short and got us into the central time zone.  Kope showed up to stay the night and help us make some bad decisions and Marty and Leah made an appearance at dinner to get the party started before heading home.  It was just like old times, beer, ping pong, video games and watching youtube videos.  (We really never had that much of a life so that was a normal weekend for us).

We then woke up early to make the drive into Chi-town to see my Grandma, on the way out of town to go meet my godson for the first time. We went out to dinner with both sets of his grandparents and called it a night early (he had a big day the next day).  He also called me to color coordinate for the dinner.

This picture was taken before he peed on me.  Kid has good taste.

Sunday was then taken up by the baptism.  He was stoked, I could tell. I gave him his one gift (that he has to grow into, but never too early to get them riding) and how could he not be happy?  Also the cake was as big as he was, how could you not be happy with a cake like that?

Monday, I took off and headed back down to my old high school stomping grounds to drop off the burrower with her parents as they headed to western Illinois and I stayed around the area at my buddy Marty's place.  We stayed up way to late on a school night, playing music, and I figured out why I never picked up an instrument....I have no rythem.  But there is a video somewhere on facebook of a bad attempt of us playing Journey, while intoxicated. 

I woke up early as usual, and took the road bike down to the I&M Canal to punish myself for the drinking.  It hurt.

It would be great for a cyclocross bike though, hard packed gravel that travels from Chicago all the way to central Illinois.  A lot of history there if you want to learn about it, otherwise just a beautiful excuse to ride and not have to worry about traffic.

Wednesday I headed back up to northern Illinois to meet up one last time with Web (sans baby) and Dan came down from Wisconsin to play 9 holes of golf.  I scored a respectable 63 or so.  We grabbed lunch at local bar and then I made the last minute executive decision to drive up to Wisconsin to see Dans son, and of course his wife, the bear.

Yup, he is going to be a soccer player.  I am showing these youngsters the right sports to play as they get older.  I am glad I made the trip up there as I don't always know when the next time will be to see them.  I stayed for a few hours, ate dinner and then continued on my journey down to meet up with the burrower and see my new nephew, Payton.

Being only 2 months old, he didn't do a whole lot of tricks yet, but I am sure he will get taught some pretty good ones. 

We basically hung around that part of the state until her sisters graduation.  We did take our other neice up to our old college stomping grounds of St. Ambrose and meet up with my last former roommate and our nephew who just turned 1 that day.  We went to Chuck E. Cheese to celebrate.

That was actually very tough to crawl into, I almost didnt get out.

Those are about the highlights of the vacation.  I did manage to get a short mountain bike ride in up in Davenport.  I was very impressed with the trail i rode up there, managed by the IMBA chapter FORC (friends of off road cycling). It was
Sunderbruck Park.  It was well maintained, decent elevation changes as it was right on the river, and reminded my of the trails back here in Charlotte, but just shorter. 
I did manage to enter one of the Wednesday night short track races down in Rock Hill when I got back, but I did that just to get a feel for the trails there as I think my next event is going to be the 8 hour Tree Shaker, but more on that another time.

Same old, same old

Its been a whole lot of nothing going on here. I made the executive decision about 3 weeks ago to trade in both my little hatchback and the burrowers little sedan, to get......a small SUV for her.

She has always wanted one, and well, I think I got a good deal on it. So what is good for her is good for me. Except that left me without a vehicle. Now, normally that isn't so bad as I can ride my bike to work, and we have locker rooms there to shower and change in. Yeah for tax breaks to build those facilities. On the other hand I haven't had a chance to get to the trails to ride as most are a little too out of the way to ride a mountain bike to. My trail time was limited.

On the other hand I got some of my car insurance premium back, as well as lost a couple pounds with the 3 weeks of commuting to and from work. Only got caught in the rain one time. All that changed yesterday when I finally was able to pick up a vehicle for cheap. Requirment....that it runs and I can put my bike on it. I will be hitting up the trails more reguarly now, again.

But looking back over the past few weeks there were some other minor note worth events that happened. Went down to the original dirty south, ATL to see the rents. Even got to stop and go to the Sweetwater Brewery. Not much of a "tour", but one heck of a social gathering.

Me and the Burrower.


Dad having a brew.


Me and the designated driver...I mean my mom.


I actually don't know these people, but they wanted their picture taken (he did anyway)

Me and the burrower also went to the Georgia Aquarium. We watched dolphins, and made funny faces at the fish.



And finally, most importantly. I got my limited edition St. Ambrose University Bicycling jersey. I ordered this back in February, and finally it came. Lets just say it looks sexy on me.


And most importantly the fighting bee.


The weather finally didn't completely suck today, so hopefully trails tomorrow. I have a vehicle, the bike is ready to go, should be fun. Until then.

The Wedding Day (very picture heavy)

Getting up to the midwest a week early and finishing up the details, (dj, favors, photographer etc) the big day finally came. The plan was to meet the burrower at Vanderveer Park before the ceremony at St. Ambrose for her big reveal to me and to take some pictures. The men got dropped off at the park first and we were greeted by an unusual sight. For those of you who have seen the movie "Role Models" there were people there larping.


Me taking it all in...


somebody probably should of helped the guy who had his legs chopped off by a nerf sword.


Then finally my beautiful burrower showed up and we started the picture taking.




The guys with the bride.


Everything went off without a hitch,mostly because she still decided to go through with it.


Afterwards off to my favorite college bar


Didn't find any pictures on the f-book of us at her favorite bar, but looking forward to the photographers pics of those.

And finally the reception


Everything was good, a fun time had by all. Tomorrow if I have time will be Bahamas pics, then probably back to the same old bump and grind blog. I might still throw pictures of me in that bikini if I get enough responses though.