State Fair, RNC, St. Paul Classic, Minneapolis Classic

Baby steps. Just trying to get some pictures out there. Last Sunday was the new Minneapolis 37-mile ride. While today is the first official “crossing” of the I 35 bridge, we were the first “undering.” The last picture probably deserves some explanation. At Stop #4, Theo Worth Parkway Par 3, as I was coming out of the clubhouse bathroom, a guy came up to the golf course guys and said that there was a hole in the group that people were stepping in. This was the fix.

RNC Welcoming Committee

On Friday, Dorothea and I were riding our bikes and ended up in downtown St. Paul, where preparations for the RNC were underway. Mostly, blocking streets to traffic and putting up anti-pedestrian fences.
Labor Day, with Liz, we joined the march. Law enforcement was way over-represented. This woman, with her sign, at the “turn-around point,” kinda captures the sentiment.
There were cops on horses, bikes, in riot gear, plainclothes, everything, everywhere. They were transported in rented minivans, most of them apparently Kias.
Wednesday, after dinner, we went downtown with the children so that they could see what was going on. These gentlemen, as seen through the window of Mickey’s Diner, look as though they should be eating sushi.