A Pieceful Life

A Pieceful Life


I'm so glad that you stopped by, and hope that you enjoy your visit. Here you will find pieces of my life - quilting, cross-stitch, family, travel, friends.
My name is Peg - I am a 60ish wife, mother, daughter, sister, aunt, cousin, friend - and if we're not already related or friends, hope to become your friend too.
We live in the eastern end of the beautiful Fraser Valley, about 1.5 hours east of Vancouver, BC. Empty nesters, we have one son living just a few minutes away, our other son and daughter live in Alberta.
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Tuesday, July 29, 2014

It Was a Race

As we left the Calgary area a few days ago, we happened on a bike race.  I always wonder at people who like to ride bikes, sitting on those little tiny seats … with their backs to traffic.  Not for me, but apparently fun for some.

There must have been thousands, we drove past about 40 km of bikers.  Around every corner, topping every rise, it was bicyclists as far as we could see:


Some riders had numbers on their backs, the largest I noticed was 1940.

Some scary moments, when cars wanted to pass on the right side (yes, at those times it was a 4-lane road, but still most drivers wanted to stay away from the bikers), and when bikers would try to pass each other moving out into the car lane and cars couldn’t move over.

Kudos to them, but I’ll either drive, or walk facing traffic so I know what’s coming at me!

Happy races!                          Blessings, Peg


  1. I do admire them, especially the Tour de France men...but its not for me!

  2. I like to bike ... but only on bike trails (no car traffic) and with a wide, soft seat (and bike shorts under my shorts/pants for extra cushioning). ;-)