CYCLE LIFE CHALLENGE #2: The Snow Storm Didn’t Come, Yet Doris and I Rode Our Bikes Anyway


We waited and waited and waited until we could wait no longer.  It was mid-afternoon and there was still no snow, but we absolutely HAD to get out into the first above-freezing temperature we’ve had since well over a month ago.  And even though we didn’t get to ride among snowflakes as big as our heads, we still had a great deal of fun.

Our plan was to ride up to the grocery store for our Cycle Life Challenge purchase.  We would take our time, enjoy the warm air and the mostly snow-free streets, and snap a few pictures for my blog.  (That’s right, MY blog.)  Then we would buy some cartoon character food items, load them up into my panniers, and ride back home.  If I do say so myself, it sounded like a very nice date for Doris and I, and additionally, an outstanding step up the ladder toward Eternal Glory.

We had fun playing in the snow and taking pictures of each other in the mountains of southeast Minnesota.  The mountains are so huge that you can barely see us pedaling up their incredibly steep slopes but, of course, I’m posting them anyway.


About a 60% grade, I’d say.


I was very worried about the possibility of Doris getting swept down the mountainside in an avalanche. Courageously, she considered an avalanche to be “an acceptable risk.”


One of the nice things about having ridden a bike since the first day I was sketched is that my leg muscles can easily climb those steep grades.  It also doesn’t hurt that the combined weight of my bike and me is less than an ounce.  Now that I’m done bragging about my mountain climbing ability, it’s a little embarrassing to have to admit that, back in the flatlands, I got stuck in the snow.  Thank goodness, Doris was there to pull me out.


“Thanks, Doris.”


Then came the only negative part of the day.  We stopped just a few blocks from the grocery store where Doris took an action shot of me riding down the road.  That’s when we were photo-bombed by this annoying clown:


You guessed it–“gregblood”–and he looked like he was in a confrontational mood.


He rode up to me and demanded that I give him the new password to his Cycle365 account or else he’d report me to the Federal Agency of Internet Law.

“F.A.I.L.?”  I’ve never heard of F.A.I.L.”  I replied.

“Yeah, well, it’s a real thing.  And they’ll FORCE you to return my account so fast that your cartoon head will spin!”

“I’m afraid they’re going to FAIL,” I quipped, proud of my little pun.

“Fine,” said gregblood, “I’ll see you in court!”

I’m not worried.  It’s just the hollow threats of a paper tiger.  Besides, my cartoon-rights lawyer will file motion after motion after motion so that gregblood’s case won’t see the inside of a courtroom until well after I’ve achieved Eternal Glory.  Anyway, we quickly forgot about the ravings of that lunatic and continued on to the grocery store.


The site of today’s purchase.


We gathered up some cartoon vegetables and some cartoon meat, paid for the food with gregblood’s bankcard (don’t ask how I got it), and I tried to hurry past the Girl Scout Cookie table.  Yup, it’s that time of year again, and the aggressive 10-year-old Girl Scout/Sales Specialist asked “Would you like to buy some Girl Scout Cookies?”  I did not have the willpower to resist both her high-pressure sales tactics AND Doris’s pleas to buy her a box of her favorite cookie.


“Thin Mints, please,” she said to the Girl Scout.


We couldn’t wait until we got home, so we laid down in a snowbank and nibbled on a Thin Mint together.


It’s a very large box, but luckily we had our tow ropes to drag the Thin Mints home.


When we got home, we built snowcartoons of each other.


Due to our late start yesterday, I am writing this the next day.  Doris and I are finishing off the entire box of delicious, minty, chocolaty, crunchiness.  The snow storm eventually arrived last night as we slept.  We woke up to one of the prettiest snowfalls of the season.




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.

9 response to "CYCLE LIFE CHALLENGE #2: The Snow Storm Didn’t Come, Yet Doris and I Rode Our Bikes Anyway"

  1. By: GDinSD Posted: March 10, 2019

    Hey G2, I see that Doris has multiple uses for the Thin Mints: 1) a tasty snack and 2) it looks like she uses them for tires/wheels (at least on the front of her bike). Probably she will have to eat them all before the warmer weather.

    • By: gregblood Posted: March 11, 2019

      Hi Gregg,
      At first I couldn’t figure out what you were talking about. Then I looked at Doris and you’re right, her tire looks exactly like the edge of a Thin Mint. Uncanny!

  2. By: Lednar De Nalloh Posted: March 11, 2019

    Go Doris and G2,

    I think your ego-owner is suffering from cabin-fever and needs a lllllooooonnnngggg cycle tour. So what happened to all those cookies or biscuits as they’re called here?

    • By: gregblood Posted: March 11, 2019

      We ate every one of them. Luckily we have high metabolisms.

  3. By: Suzanne Posted: March 11, 2019

    In the days when I sold Girl Scout cookies, we only had vanilla and chocolate flavored ones. I loved the vanilla cookies. But thin mint sounds pretty good, too.
    I have a question, G2 – Do the neighbors think Gregblood is nuts?

    • By: gregblood Posted: March 12, 2019

      Yes, I’m sure the neighbors think he’s nuts, though they’re much too polite to ever tell him so.

  4. By: Tony Cullimore Posted: March 12, 2019

    We buy the basic biscuits, bash ’em up in the whizzer and use them as the base for cheesecake.

    Great to see G2 and Doris out and about in the snow and that magic photographic light.

  5. By: Kathleen Jones Posted: March 13, 2019


    All thin mints must be passed by the Goddess for inspection, to make sure they’re safe for you to eat. Keep that in mind please.

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