The mountain is not called “The Wachusett” here in Not-France.
|The Goal on the horizon, March 31 2013|
This early in spring, an eager cyclist cannot achieve the summit.
|Denied the summit|
Our ideals remain on the perpetually shifting horizon. We pedal in the direction we think best. We seek elevation and hope not to fail when the raw side of incline kicks sharply upward into the steepness.