I'm one of many who made the cover of this quarter's American Randonneur magazine. That's me in the yellow, second from the front. This was taken 10 miles in to a planned 750-mile ride. I've already written that 60 miles down the road I bounced on my melon, putting a mercifully early end to this Qixotic adventure. Not sure whether in light of that failure to be ashamed of the photo, or proud, but I guess I think it's at least a little bit cool.