I accepted Nancy’s Holliday Challenge and I warned her that it would involve ME telling stories about ME and MY Town.  I quickly started posting my Halloween entry before she had the chance to say “No, not YOU Greg.”  A very smart move on my part, I must say.  I suppose she or anybody else can exclude me by Thanksgiving time, but there is no stopping me for Halloween.

There are only two reasons I took pictures at all on my Halloween ride.  The first reason was Scott Anderson’s sneak attack October Bird Challenge on the last day of the month.  Despite the last minute nature of his challenge, I succeeded once again.  The second reason was because my wife, The Feeshko, loves Halloween decorations.  I took two pictures for her.  (One of them is the Featured Photo.)  I would have taken a few more pictures too, but my fingers were cold because it was only 29-degrees out there and I can’t take pictures on my phone without removing my gloves.  In addition, they were my thinnest gloves and I had already taken two bird pictures, and, given enough time, I probably could think up some more excuses too.

Here is the second picture I took.  It’s just the same picture as the featured photo, except I zoomed out to include the next door neighbor’s ghosts-in-the-trees display.

Okay, here comes the holiday story about ME that I promised/threatened.

Halloween is the coolest, wildest, creative-est, leafiest, and funnest holiday there is.  That’s not only MY opinion–just ask the Feeshko.  It’s her favorite holiday too, and there can be no doubt she likes it even more than I do.  While I sat in my Gregroom, entering my October Bird Challenge post and watching “Monk” on TV, she was out decorating the yard.  I let her do her thing, though I think her decorations are a little too cordial.  She collects antique dolls.  For Halloween she dresses those smiley-faced dolls in costumes that are not at all scary.  If it was up to me, those dolls would be transformed into bloody zombies.  Everyone has their own preferences, I guess.

The following pictures are a few highlights from our Halloween:

All in all, The Friendly Witch of the North Country and The Evil Balloon Man served treats to about 350 little punks, which, despite the cooler temperatures, was right on par compared to the last two or three years.

Thanks for enduring MY holiday story.  If you thought THIS was bad, wait until you see my Thanksgiving story from my dad’s house in Iowa.

gregblood

Hi. My name is Greg and I ride my bike a lot. That is to say, I ride my bike almost every day. I go on long rides and short rides. Sunny rides, cloudy rides, and rainy rides. I like commuting, errand-running, day-tripping, overnighting, and touring on my bike. I ride on city streets, highways, gravel, single track, and snow with equal enthusiasm. Sometimes I ride fast and sometimes I ride slow. I try to keep my feet on the pedals at stop lights and I do not dismount when I hop up on a curb. I have a roadie bike, a mountain bike and a touring bike. I try to accept any challenge a bike ride can throw at me without complaint. But I don't like bugs.