So how will you remember this year?
Whatever the state of the COVID pandemic, or anything else in the world, I can say that 2021 was better than 2020 in at least a few ways, however small.
For one thing, I didn't have two accidents (here and here) that landed me in an emergency room (one of them to a trauma center), as I did last year. I guess one of my blessings, if you will, is that they were the only two such accidents in my nearly half-century of dedicated cycling.
For another, I've met a couple of new potential riding partners. As much as I like to ride alone, I sometimes want someone to share the experience. And one of those new fellow riders is two years older than I am and took her first rides in four decades--with me. Lilian is good company and the educator in me finds fulfillment in helping her re-enter the world of two wheels and two pedals.
And last year's first crash, which wrecked Arielle, my Mercian Audax, yielded enough insurance money for me to buy another Mercian frame--La Vande, a custome Mercian King of Mercia constructed from Reynolds 853 tubing and equipped mainly with parts I had in my apartment. She's a nice complement to Dee-Lilah, my custom Mercian Vincitore Special.
I still wish I could have taken a trip somewhere more than a state or two away. Well, I could have, but even though I am fully-vaccinated, I have been reluctant to get on a bus, train or plane. That hesitancy has also kept me from doing a few rides that I've done a couple of times in each of the past few years because they involve a ferry ride to connect parts of the trip or a train ride to get me home. So, I've been doing many of the same rides again and again. Perhaps, in the coming year, I'll seek out some new routes.
Oh, and Marlee has been at the beginning and end of my rides. She joins me in ushering out this year, and wishing you good tidings in the new year.
