Scamwagon

Author's note: This is an older post that never got published.  The original date was sometime in October, 2012. The weather app on my smartphone says today is a "refreshingly cool" 60 degrees Fahrenheit.  I think my frozen self would have used a different adjective to describe how cold today's ride was, from home to Lake Iroquois and back. The goal was to see the beach at Lake Iroquois.   This is my second attempt at this trip.  The first time, I really botched it, making wrong turns, picking the toughest roads, and making the trip needlessly painful and long.  This time, though still fairly long and hilly, it was much better.  Only one road that was rough, which I knew about and decided was worth it for the distance saved.  I was careful and didn't hit any potholes or washboards.  Figured out the best place to avoid the washboard on a dirt road is in the dead center. The fall winds are brutal, and definitely have a noticeable impact on efficiency.  Most of

In the final days before the snowstorm, I managed get my act together and squeeze in the acquisition of half a cord of wood.