Shabbat in the woods with Teva. Camping at Buttermilk Falls (where the kidney murders took place!). I rode my bike there Friday night, then back to campus early Saturday morning to teach B-Rock. The ride back up the hill with all my gear took a toll on my poor mountain bike. A bunch of spokes on the rear wheel gave out. The wheel was pretty old with at least 10,000 miles on it. Time for a new wheel.