Test your cycling knowledge! Here’s your quiz for the day: These three men just returned to their van at the end of a hard ride. Which one rode an e-bike all day?

Test your cycling knowledge! Here’s your quiz for the day: These three men just returned to their van at the end of a hard ride. Which one rode an e-bike all day?


What a perfect day! Chance meeting with friends in a tiny hill town, after 12 km we stopped for cappuccino & croissant, and a hike to the top, 16 km later cafe lunch and gelato, then two more hill towns, and home again in time for a swim.







Our Villa sits at the foot of these 300′ limestone pillars atop Saignon, an ancient fortified hill town overlooking the Luberon Valley.

It glows in the starlight like a sculpted head on a monument.


The “Beast of Provence”, imposing Mount Ventoux, was the first (only) recognizable object visible from the air as we approached this idyllic place. In a few days, we may attempt to reach the summit on two wheels.


The journey began in a parking lot…

Greetings from my old stomping grounds, The Olive Walk and Fleming House’s Big Red cannon, fired in peace each morning of Finals Week.

Our early start to the summer coincided with the Giro this year. We enjoyed the usual sports: cycling, kayaking, hiking, and open swimming.






Unfortunately a couple of the boys were abducted and replaced by body doubles. Tim escorted them home, fed them dinner and no one seemed the wiser.


Classic vinyl analog storage devices were enjoyed!

New this year were salon style meditations, reflections and reminiscences. Topics included: living on the jagged edge of AI for maximum productivity, and the important historical lesson from the Civil War, that the slave uprising and rebellion turned the tide after Atlanta burned; Memories of Apollo 11; Wisdom from Anna Karenina, Travels with Charlie, and Scripture, with Greek exegesis of fear and trembling; Chapter 33 (the rogue wave) of an unpublished work in progress; and how to survive a Presbytery meeting without gnawing your leg off.





The P2P this year rolled in Camelot weather, with Arthurian pageantry, yet failed to secure the Grail. We shall endeavor again!