Passing the torch

This summer I’ve connected (thanks Chuck) with a group of cyclists who get a few miles in every morning at 6:30. I’m more of a 1-2x a week guy myself, but the group goes out religiously. The route always goes in the same basic direction, and varies from 15 to 25 friendly miles. A great warmup, and a chance to chat with several well-connected Brattlers. Brattlegians? Brattleburgers?

One of the regulars is Judge Jack, on the right, and the “long” route escorts him to work at the Newfane courthouse. On Monday, we had a much larger than usual crowd because it was his very last day of work. His law clerk joined the ride… Definitely not his first time on a bike but one of the first times he’s joined the old farts early in the morning. He’ll clerk for someone else now and continue his apprenticeship.

Even knowing Jack for a short time and as superficially as I do, it’s obvious he’s a Good Man. It was so nice to be part of the reminiscing and picture taking, and it presented a very motivational picture of how nice retirement might be: true sloth is moving your bike ride all the way back to 7:30.