Last Night...

...I went for a TT ride with the old and young in Hogtown. It is always good, even when it's bad.

Moon, waxing cresent
We followed it to the west
Along Hogtown creek

I must get new lights
Batteries won't hold a charge
After fifteen years

Before 20th
Riding blind right on Chip's wheel
I kicked a big stump

Took road, Split-Rock--Pat's
One pedal and nine toenails
No mood for pizza