Photos/bio solely for self indulgent vanity:
Known locally as the-guy-on-the-bike I enjoyed a small network of asphalt roads interlaced with single track on a 9 mi.² Lake Erie island for a few years. In the winter access was by small plane so the island was nearly deserted. This time in my life was Peak Ride. The second pic is after trading thin ice (the most fun) for goat heads.