On a positive note, we’ve managed to get in every other day on the bikes, but the rainy season still persists.  Thankfully when we do ride it’s still 72° and only wet and gritty on the chains, and since we wash our lycra every day it doesn’t matter that it’s already wet when we get home.

I discovered Stava on the iPhone tracks various segments of the route I generally ride each morning and now I’ve got a goal to beat.  Evidently I’m only 4th in the posted times on the big climb in the loop.  I never realized just how long (or short) the effort was when pumping up the 3-tiered roller.  9:05 is my time but I now need to work toward 8:01 posted by some unpronounceable local Thai. Nephew Christopher cautions me that Stava is responsible for a number of down-hill record breaking attempts. Good reminder.

The Fahsung (pre-dawn riders) have found out I like Grilled Pork Neck (Ko Mu Yang คอหมูย่าง) which is the specialty of the restaurant where we normally sup on our morning Dim Sum.

Now they’re stepping up the taste treats with hand stuffing the Mu Yang into Thai donuts and topping it off with chlli sauce.  All I can say is A Roi – delicious.

It’s a good thing I’m riding 20 miles to and 20 miles from this treat because it could probably give you a coronary just looking at the plate.

And just in case you worried we’re not eating right, here’s a typical dinner out in front of our hovel.

Soon we’ll be venturing a little farther afield, if the rains would stop.

Trang had it’s first ever large scale mountain bike race, with 12 categories and over 300  riders last Sunday. I’m choosing NOT to compete so I can enjoy riding the entire winter rather than walking around with a sling or worse.  Fahsung rides are enough testosterone for me.  I did manage to PhotoBomb the Governor’s wife when she was riding the back of the VIP course.