Have you ever experienced the phenomenon known as "writer's block?"  I haven't, because I'm not really a writer.  The condition I am now experiencing is "bike blogger's block."  Actually, this isn't really a blog, it's a journal.  Sure, "blog" sounds cooler and more technologically sophisticated.  "Journal" sounds more like something an aspiring writer was told to keep by his/her English Professor.  "Diary" is another word.  That one sounds like something a teenager hides under his/her bed after writing their innermost thoughts.

I'm neither a techie hipster nor a teenager, so I'll claim the middle ground.  That's right, I'm just a member of the Third Estate.  I write a journal and I report what I see.

There can be no doubt that I don't educate anyone.  I don't seriously think anybody will ever follow one of my routes.  And I sure don't write these journals on-line just to remind myself of how much fun I had.  Heck, I had written travel journals for that purpose for decades.  Almost nobody has ever read them but me.  Now I publish them on-line for no other reason than vanity.  I admit it:  I want others to read them.  

If you are one of the people who reads about my shenanigans, I thank you.  If not, I take no offense.   Either way, I really, really appreciate the comments. 

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So much for my writer's block.  Once I get on a roll, I can't stop.

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Looking back at my seven DIFFERENT mini-tours, I'm having a hard time picking a favorite.  It's like picking a favorite bike.  I just can't do it. Given a "Sophie's Choice," however, I'd probably go with the first mini-tour . . . or maybe the last one.  The second one was pretty sweet too.  Oh, man, how can I forget the inner-city mini-tour or the one in Iowa.  Okay, I loved them all!  Please don't make me choose just one!

One thing I will never forget is how The Feeshko came up with the idea of short, monthly, mini-tours.  At first it seemed like a ridiculous idea.  Then it became a brilliant idea, considering the limitations I had with my dad's medical issues.

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Remember the second page of this journal?  That's the one where I described buying a Bluetooth keyboard and bragged about how I could use my phone to post updates from campgrounds?  Well, forget that crap.  Not once was I able to finish a post from a campsite.  I think I'll retrieve that thing from the basement right now and stomp it into the ground.  (I've never had such violent thoughts toward my pen and notebook.)

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I'm almost done writing now.  The four-day storm of rain, sleet and snow is now moving in.  The forecaster's predictions are so bleak that I'm not sure any human being could possibly go for a bike ride.  I might give it a try though.