On Saturday, I renew a fall ritual. No, not the Horrible Hundred bike ride in Clermont.
It's the Circular 120 -- the ride around Lake Okeechobee.
Every autumn when the cooler weather arrives and the humidity becomes bearable, I start at the city of Okeechobee and bike counter=clockwise around Lake O, passing through ageless oldtime south-central Floroda cities like Belle Glade and Moore Haven, Clewiston and Okeechobee.
Tomorrow my ride is dedicated to Bill Fox, a Middletown, NY bicyclist who used the bicycle to change his life. He died doing what he loved -- cycling in the Hudson Valley.