It was one of those weekends where everything I wrote sounded like drivel.
So I’m doing the wise thing and going pictorial.
Traded in my fat bike for one that fits me like a glove.
This was our first time out and I’m feelin’ the bike love.
Canvas Stark white Untouched My horse looks dubious Perhaps there’s a reason This place lies untraveled Powder over ice? Frozen ridges to trip on? Who’s to know? He isn’t the one Who wants to find out But I ask And he moves Does he trust my judgment? While I do not? So far so good…
Crazy, busy day. I’m never ready for Christmas and this year is no different. I wrote my Christmas cards last night and wrapped a present for my son, so the key thing to get done today was make a trip to the post office. I was dreading that, knowing how busy it would be. So…
Can you say OUCH!? After the doctor got done cranking on my arm in every direction feasible this morning and some that weren’t feasible, my shoulder is feeling so much worse than it was. Whine, whine, whine… It’s a rotator cuff issue. Now I have to make an appointment for physical therapy. If that doesn’t…
After we got off the train, we took a cab to get to the car rental place. We picked up our rental car and took the historic, scenic Columbia River drive towards Mt Hood.
Staying home is starting to get to me. Up to now, things haven’t felt very different from how I normally conduct my life. When I look out my window or go for my walks, nothings strikes me as particularly unusual. The main difference in my life is the difficulty of getting groceries, and even that…
Saturday, I went to see a few friends ride in a mountain bike race. It was more of a fun race than a serious race (except to some bikers who just can’t help themselves), complete with Halloween costumes. We never quite grow up do we? Zooming around on bikes… wearing costumes… what could be better?…
