So, now I've got to move from the tried and true Stumpjumper to the wild world of 29ers.

Soothing stories about nothing much. My so called adventures of owning an old house, riding my bike and just living.
Why do basements collect so much junk? Do I even know what's down there? Do I want to know?
For example, here are some of the odd things that I have found during recent cleaning sessions.
Looks like it is time for a garage sale...
Speaking of software, that would be another expense, getting native versions of everything again. But, if they stick with the G4 for a few more months, then just maybe an iBook is in my future... I guess it will all be made known tomorrow.
What I really want, rather than a computer, is a bike. But which one? My Trek road bike has a bad case of "the shakes" when hitting 29 MPH going downhill. I don't know if something is out of alignment in the wheels/fork, or if the frame is just wearing out (it is a 1992 bonded aluminum frame), or what is going on. I bought is used a few years ago and I can't recall if it has always done this, or it just started when I replaced the rear wheel. Why would the rear wheel cause a frame shimmy?
But, there is the temptation of a new mtn bike, which is what I really kind of want.... but all of this stuff is $$ and $$ needs to pay for things like heat, (ouch) mortgage, home repairs, and the eventual decline of the Saturn.
Things are kind of back to "normal" today, if you call getting up at 5:00 AM and riding your bike for 80 miles normal.
A much better day today, we all slept good last night because the cold front came through and temperatures are much more reasonable. It was actually chilly in the morning, you can see I have my arm warmers on. I almost didn't bring them, but I wouldn't have made it through the week without them. I'm kicking myself for not bringing my cycling jacket, I could have used it for the first hour this morning.
Not too many pictures today. The highlight of the day was the town of Ringstead, where we had abelskivvers and other Dutch food. We met Victor from the Netherlands, he was dressed as a cow. We're not sure he even knows why he is dressed as a cow, just that he is on team cow so they made him do it.
Some town I forget, a little town halfway between somewhere, had Cornelius the giant corn man greeting the riders:
We were moving today, it was our fastest day of riding. A nice tailwind helped out, and we made it to Algona early in the afternoon. At Algona, we had to ride through a volcano to get to the camp. Their theme was something to do with the Survivor TV show. They did have a nice goodie bag with water, asprin and a banana in it.
Our shower contact didn't pan out, so we had to take a cold shower at the school. You never really get a clean feeling in the school showers, because it is about 500% humidity in there. You just can't get dried off...
Tonight was our first night of "vendor food". We wandered downtown to see the entertainment. While downtown we came across the coolest pet store any of us had ever been in - Pet Kingdom. It was in a reinovated old building downtown, and all of the decor was done really well. If you're ever in Algona, stop in, even if you don't have pets. Its just that well done.
Today is the hardest day, for several reasons. A big thunderstorm rolled through last night about 1:00 AM, bringing winds up to 70 miles per hour. Not fun when you're in a tent. The police didn't come through soon enough, so we didn't get the evacuation order until the storm was right on top of us. My tent was collapsing on itself under the wind! I was really getting worried, the lightening seemed right on top of us, and I didn't know if my tent was going to stand up to the wind, or if I would be rolling across the campground. I heard a police siren and a message to get into the school. I decided to run for the school building. The door I (and about twenty other people) ran to was locked, so we had to run to another door to get in. The rain was sideways.
I was absolutely soaked... and cold. After a few minutes, Dan and Bridget found me in the school, and at that point we figured out that we were sleeping in the school that night (along with everybody else). Dan's tent had blown down and a lot of their stuff was wet.
There was a lull in the storm, so I went out to my tent, which was still standing somehow, and brought in my sleeping bag and a few clothes. We camped out in the science lab and got a few hours of sleep.
The next day we surveyed our camp. Dan and Bridget decided to sag that day, they were going to try to find a laundromat in Esterville to dry out their stuff. Tim's tent was fine, he stayed out there through the whole thing. (Note to self, buy a tent like Tim's) My stuff was dry except for what I had carried through the rain to get into the school, so not too bad. We packed up out stuff and Tim and I set out for Esterville, about 80 miles away.
The mood in the ride was kind of down, everybody was tired, wet, and we had heard that one rider was killed when a tree fell on his tent. The only thing we had going for us was a big tailwind that let us cruise along at 24 mpg with no effort. Of course, the wind shifted and we made a turn, so we had a good 30 mile stretch straight into the wind. Our speed then dropped to about 12 mph.
Not too many pictures from today, but here is the little town of Melvin.
Lunch today was at the "Lovely Looney Luthern Ladies" food stand out in the country. Good hamburger, but the corn was overcooked.
Here is a photo of another roadside vendor from today, don't remember what they were selling.
Day 1 started out hot and humid. We left around 7:00 am, in a large pack of riders. At this point, I'm wondering what I got myself into, and if my preparation is going to be enough. The riding is pretty flat, so no problems there. We are crusing at a comfortable 16 MPH with no problems, except for the number of riders to contend with.
Breakfast today is Farm Boys breakfast burrito. Very good. Here is a photo of folks waiting in line for food in the morning. Its a long line and everybody justs lays their bikes in the ditch while they wait and eat.
RAGBRAI brings out the nuts from the woodwork. Its known for weird costumes and wild parties, but I think it has calmed down a lot, because we didn't run into any wildness or loud parties the whole week. We did, however, get passed by this group of riders wearing tutus.
Due to the heat and humidity, it felt like a long day, even though it was a shorter mileage day. Here's a shot of Dan taken in Orange City.