June 4 Ride Report

[Zen]

As usual, I got a late start. But I did get a start. Had to try out the new Frogs. They're easy to get into but they don't have that loud click that you get with spd's. The left one felt good but the right one kept feeling like it would unclip, though it didn't.

I hate my saddle with a passion. It gives me something I have named "firecrotch". Oof. I spoke to my LBS man and will have a new saddle Thursday, either a Terry Zero or a Liberator.

Anyway, I finally got a photo I've been waiting for

Sheep peek



I call this guy Big Daddy but for all I know it could be a female



I love this farm, it's so picture perfect





I got zapped by the electric fence but it was so weak I first thought it was a static shock. My dog's Invisible Fence had a much higher charge.
I was reminded of this fine example of Cow Poetry called "Distant Hills"

The distant hills call to me.
Their rolling waves seduce my heart.
Oh, how I want to graze in their lush valleys.
Oh, how I want to run down their green slopes.
Alas, I cannot.
Damn the electric fence!
Damn the electric fence!

Thank you, Gary Larson.