Go, baby, go!
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I wish some old seafaring bloke would wish me to "always have wind at my back" and mean it. We've had some very blustery days in Venice Beach lately and I'm on a bike every day. If you know the difference between riding into 40mph winds and riding with them you know why I'd like good tidings from the Gorton's Fisherman. In one situation you hardly have to pedal. In the other you huff and puff. The swirling nature of the SoCal winds seems to always find it right in my face. Poo.

Tonight - Homestead for the Holidays, again.

Here's tonight's: Find the Reference!

May yr drinks be cold and wet, yr butts be warm and dry and the winds affecting neither. -old TNSC blessing.

bye-ee!

whrr ... clik!