A Narrow Victory

Today the Chaucer Boys, who have read their Ayn Rand, biked to Riverside Park in Windsor. The park used to be two gravel pits and a grove of redwoods, but, as many of you know, now it's a grove, surrounded by grapes, with two nice lakes except that the water contains a lot of mercury. The lakes are not lively. Anyway, we rode around the big lake. Had to walk two short stretches. On the way home we got passed on the road by other bikers. That is to be expected. Everyone passes us except for small children, but this was the first time we got passed by a trike ridden by an old guy with no legs. He was using hand pedals. Geez. Fortunately we came to a long hill and managed to catch him at the top when he paused to rest. We raced on down the hill--that was his weak spot. He could not coast really really fast downhill on a trike. We left him in the dust.