A Mother, left arm around a bag of groceries… right hand holding the left hand of her 4 year old son… waiting at the curb… father / husband in a holding pattern, circling the block around the grocery store… there’s never any parking…

A group of thugs approach…


The Mother, wide-eyed, terrified.

The son, knowing something’s not right, but no real appreciation of the danger…

closer, “gimmiedatbag”

louder, “gimmiedatbag”

Thugs, psyching themselves up to taking action… “GIMMIEDATBAG!”

The car pulls up. We pile in, and drive off.

The thugs, if still alive, would be in their early 70’s now. I wonder what mischief they caused since then. Who did they terrorize? Who did they kill?

The menacing voice is etched in my mind. I still hear every nuance of it.   “gimmiedatbag”

They are so fortunate they lacked another 5 seconds to take action.

If they had, my Dad would have seen to it that only dental records would identify them.


Mar. 16 2015 Ride, S. Lebanon-Spring Valley, Ohio




Spring Valley Lake, in the morning:IMG_0483 IMG_0484 IMG_0485 IMG_0486

Inside Slim’s:IMG_0487

And Judd Crandall said “The place we’re goin’ is on the other side of that.”IMG_0488 IMG_0489

I shared the trail with horses:IMG_0490 IMG_0491

At Fort Ancient:IMG_0494 IMG_0497 IMG_0498 IMG_0499 IMG_0500 IMG_0501

Deer track – they’ve created a trail that runs along the top of the mounds:IMG_0502 IMG_0504

If you look closely, you can see a walking trail, the bike trail, and two bridges:IMG_0505 IMG_0506

S. Lebanon, Spring Valley, Ft. Ancient, Ohio, Nov. 4 2014





I’d like to solve the puzzle, Pat:IMG_0430

Here’s the tree that fell in the forest, that you didn’t hear:

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Larry and Curly were present, however:IMG_0441 IMG_0442 IMG_0443 IMG_0445 IMG_0446

Mounds built by a mysterious group, between 2,000 and 3,000 years ago:IMG_0447 IMG_0448 IMG_0449 IMG_0450 IMG_0451 IMG_0452

That’s a platform for a zip line. It runs across the river valley:IMG_0453 IMG_0454

This hitchhiker rode along for a couple miles:IMG_0457 IMG_0458


Recumbent, that is.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013, I took my first long ‘bent trip.  The high was about 77 degrees F. On the Little Miami River Trail, I got on at mile marker 33 (South Lebanon), and went up to mile 7 (Spring Valley, Ohio).  That’s 52 miles, round trip.  That’s my longest trip ever – feel great, and could do it again right now.  I saw five deer in two groups.  The route offers quite a variety of scenery.

The recumbent removes all the physical pains that accompany standard biking.  It’s an incredible machine with amazing mechanical advantage.

I’m still getting used to takeoff, and I use the Fred Flintstone technique. By that, I don’t mean that I smoke Winstons, because they “taste good like a cigarette should.” I mean I use Fred’s footwork.  Picture a heavy goose taking off from water, and he kicks at the water to help get to climbing speed.

There’s my 24-speed Sun Speedster CX:


I moved the bell (a gift from Ash) onto the ‘bent:

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This water flow used to be sent past an old mill’s water turbine:

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A covered bridge near the trail:IMG_0129

Interstate 71 bridge over the Little Miami River valley:


This marker is right under the bridge:


A cat friend visited me, while I had a frozen lemonade at Miranda’s Restaurant in Morrow, Ohio, on the way back to South Lebanon.  (note to the NSA – I mean Lebanon, Ohio, not that ‘other’ Lebanon.  Please don’t send a SWAT team):

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Happy trails!

Hocking Hills 2011