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Cookies? Did you say, cookies ? But first, some cycling. One must earn those cookies. (By riding uphill, of course.) We started with a bri...

For me it seems that February is the cruellest month, having claimed the lives of two of our club members: Ellen this year, and Jon four y...

A long-planned, much-needed day off. A day for a visit to the seashore, the place where I find peace. I puttered about, made a sandwich, an...

A girl needs a day off, now and then. Like today. A social ride on our club's calendar fit the bill. Our leader has a regular following,...

The chapel was filled with Ellen's family and friends and colleagues. They shared stories and memories of a woman who was involved with ...

We came together to ride in memory of a cyclist, a member of our club, a woman whose life was stolen last Sunday by a man driving a Land Rov...

Here's a climb I haven't done in a while—up, and up, to Henry Coe State Park . We met our small group in a surprisingly trendy pocke...