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Chicago has this cool thing where they close duSable Lakeshore Drive on Labor Day Sunday in the morning for bike riders. It’s 15 miles one direction, 30 to do the whole thing, and it’s a blast. Off we went. Ernesto did half the ride, I did the whole thing- it’s the legs. My legs were built for long bike rides. In Ventura I’d ride the loop from the Avenue to Santa Paula, through Ojai and back. It was GREAT.

This ride was perfect- the weather was in the 70s, there was a breeze off the lake, and humidity was low. Well, it was breeze heading south, but was more gusty heading north. The happy chatty riders heading south became unhappy silent grinders on the north side. Still fun though!

Welcome to September. Here’s the recap:

1. moved, July 2023
2. remodeled Ridge house July-October 2023
3. Married October 28th, 2023
4. Mac the Husky passed away November 2023
5. Honeymoon December 2023-January 2023
6. Job search! Hired to DBA the Chicago Urban League’s development database July 2024
7. Cheerfully working away in the CUL, living in Chicago, stupidly happy abut being married and living in this great city

That’s about it for now. More later!

Hello all!

I promised to keep everyone up to date on the hijinks in Chicago. Here I am!

Got here July 3rd, just in time for the fireworks the next day. The drive across from Ventura was great, and Mac the husky was very well behaved. He mostly slept, snored, and enjoyed rest area grass once we got past the 11o degrees in the Southwest.

Mac likes Condo Living! I think he likes walkies four times a day, the elevator (he doesn’t understand stairs), he loves air conditioning and lies under the vent joyfully exposing his very furry belly while tumbleweeds of white fluff wander the condo until the are caught by the shark vacuum.

Back to the drive. Google mapped me through southern Colorado, then Kansas and Nebraska, almost all on small highways. I recommend this! I wasn’t in a hurry, the weather was awesome, the roads were mostly (eerily) empty, and there are a million small towns worth driving through. Full disclosure: I love farmland and rolling hills. So does the husky.

As we drove along, all alone for mile after mile, I was certain we were lost and heading for an alien abduction or perhaps a pie shop. I’m okay with either. But nope, we just kept rolling along.