IN to Caribe and Back

Two weeks of rain and sunshine, up and down swirley whirley of weather, some days shorts-riding and two evenings ago the get-up for a late October morning ride. 

North-central Indiana.

Some roads, some trails–Brown County, Murdock park, and ‘poo.  And in between there was a jaunt to San Juan.

U.S. territory, Puerto Rico.

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It rained all 5 days we were there.  A conference themed on int’l ag and extension work.  Sometimes we spoke Spanish, and sometimes not.  The locals speak both, most of them anyway, and suffice it to say, some don’t want an “American” speaking Spanish to them, and some don’t want to speak English to the “American.” 

Damned if you do, damned if you don’t.

In the spirit of a Garifuna boatman:  Anyway.

A colleague who grew up in a sea of sand in Niger put his feet in the water sea for the first time in his life.

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And when he saw this little “jueyay,” he suggested we be careful because it might spit at us:


Word is that some people in Niger don’t believe the oceans really exist.

Later that night we kayaked in bioilluminescense and understood why some would not believe until seeing. 


The Happy Virus

I caught the happy virus last night

When I was out singing beneath the stars.

It is remarkably contagious–

So kiss me.



Eat Here
Eat Here

Beers, food and Happy Trails cookout for Argentine Juan this evening.  Ride in the morning before the IN Vintage Wine Fest the rest of the day.

Remember the Gin Blossoms?  “Hey Jealousy”

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