This week’s Clarendon Cycles column was inspired by the weekly Conte’s rides I’ve been hitting this year.  I’ve something of a love/hate relationship with it – when it’s good, it’s *awesome*.  But when I get stuck with people who couldn’t handle a paper bag, nevermind their bike, or who don’t seem to possess the ability to accomodate other traffic on the road, I swear it off.  Which means I swear it off every other week.  Which means, of course, I go back every week.  If just a few more people would be just little more thoughtful, I bet I could keep the swearing it off to once a month, max.