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Getting Old

2011-11-21T19:18:00.000-08:00

The past few months have made me fearful of getting old. We moved Jeff's mom out here so she could be closer to us and we could respond to her needs. I've spent some time, not as much as Jeff, in the two facilities that she has occupied and it's not extremely pretty. Our civilization is at a point that the younger generation isn't willing or prepared to house and care for the older generation, but these "facilities" aren't designed to care for someone in a completely dignified manner. Sure they meet basic needs and maybe a little bit more, but we essentially rip an individual form her life or the community that she knows and place her in what is easiest for everyone else.

Having decided that children aren't in our future makes it even scarier. I've been told by a very wise man that one should not have children to take care of them when they get old, but if not them, then who? Jeff is 10 years older than I am and he is a man. I have two things going against me... age and gender.

I was of the mind that the U.S. should seriously consider cutting the greatest expenditure of the Federal Budget (Social Security), but now I see the impact that has on Jeff's mom. These entitlement programs are what take the place of the care the younger generation once provided. I guess it shows what our civilization cares about, or better yet... what we don't care about. The elderly.

Hello... Hello...

2011-11-02T19:42:00.000-07:00

is there anybody out there?

Here I go again. I haven't posted in quite some time and I start to feel the space is wasting away. There are so many outlets that it is a bit overwhelming. The thing that keeps me holding on is the length of time this has existed. I feel like I'm recording history. I guess that would be true if I actually posted something once in a while. Maybe I will think about a post a day for the new year? Hmmmmm???

In other news this weekend marks the 24th Rocky Mountain Women's Film Festival of which I am a new board member. I am excited to partake in the whole weekend for the first time. It is quite a long haul, but I might make it.

Busy July!!!!

2011-07-22T08:43:00.000-07:00

My oh my our July has been busy!

We started off the month by spending the weekend of the 4th in Salida/BV with Glenn and Rachel. They are always so welcoming and flexible, which is so nice. We were treated to two new rides; Vitamin D and Cottonwood Creek. Vitamin D is now one of my top 5 favorite trails. We also rode Green's Creek off of the Crest, which is always a treat. (Sorry for the lack of pictures ... we were always on the go and didn't have time)

My next stop was Breckenridge for a conference on the Environment and Economics. VERY stimulating. Although I was in class all day I had a chance to ride two of the afternoons and managed to beat the afternoon showers. I ended up on the Peaks trail that runs from Breck to Frisco on one afternoon and Lars took me out on the second (I have no idea where we went, but it was fun). I have a new found appreciation for Breck after that conference and was able to see some of the issues I learned about on my ride with Lars.

Next, Jeff picked me up in Breck and we headed to Winter Park for a long weekend. We had such a great time camping, riding, and soaking in the hot springs. The first day we ventured to Sol Vista for a day of lift access. A couple of Jeff's friends from back in the day when he used to race run the place and have built some amazing trails. We ended up with 20 runs and I felt pretty worked. The runs are pretty short, but include really well built table tops, gap jumps, and sweet corners. Tons of flow. DH offers a pretty quick measurement for improving. It's great to do the same trail a couple of times in row as I will ride more, go faster, or jump higher.

The next day we rode out to Fraiser for come XC. Our goal was to hook up trails that would take us back to Winterpark. We ended up with a long day in the saddle and a lot of road riding. Our map was a couple years old, but we thought it would work. We ended up kind of frustrated. Winterpark calls it self "The Mountain Bike Capital of the USA," but I think Crested Butte or Durango deserve that classification. Nonetheless I was tired and deserved a soak in the hot springs.

We concluded our trip with another day of lift access at Winterpark, which was AMAZING. The runs are longer than Sol Vista and we rode half as many, but it was awesome. Winterpark seems to be designed for the intermediate/semi-advanced rider who will interested and willing to take risks, but wants to feel some success. There was always a little more challenge to be had, but I felt pretty good about what I rode. Toward the end of the day a thunderstorm rolled in and the lifts closed a few times. We ended up on one of the last chairs up and it started to pour. We took a pretty challenging tail down consisting of quite a few rocks and roots which were slippery, but I managed to stay on... until I got to a relatively small wall ride. I remembered thinking that the faster I went the more likely I would stay on the bike and not slip off. So, I let go of my breaks. I ended up higher than I had been all day long and at the very end my tires slipped out and slid down the trail. I wasn't that hurt, but a little shook up. Laughing mostly because I realized one of my fears concerning wall rides.

Santa Fe - Land of Al Fresco Dining

2011-06-07T17:06:00.000-07:00

Oh glorious Santa Fe. Every time we go I love it. We probably have a very different experience than most travelers, but it is worth consideration. Usually we have two main goals; 1. see our dear friend Franky and 2. Ride.

This time we experienced the new and the old. The first day we rode Chimisa to Sidewinder, which was a pretty big climb, but kick ass technical decent and something we haven't done before. I was happy to have my geared bike.

Day two, Franky had to work so we were off to Pajarito with TJ. This was quite the treat and reignited Jeff's desire for a DH rig. However, our current bikes seemed to work just fine. The runs were short and technical. There weren't many places where the rider could let go of the breaks for fear of an approaching stunt or crashing into the trees. I crashed on a fairly flat section of single track on my second run.... nothing too bad except digging my head and face into the ground, sticking my leg through my frame, and bruising the palm of my hand pretty bad. I was happy to have my full face and it didn't hold me back from hanging with the crew the rest of the day. I was pretty happy with my riding and with each run I went faster and tried something new.

The next day we were treated to a relaxing morning including eating breakfast at a neighborhood cafe and reading. However, the afternoon included a really kick ass ride, Ravens Ridge and Rio En Medio. In fact we didn't even have to ride it as a loop this time. We shuttled it. Gosh, it is my favorite trail! It is like William's on massive drugs.

Santa Fe does have many non-biking features that we enjoy. Franky is a great friend and he lives in Santa Fe. I also enjoy the al fresco dining that Santa Fe has to offer. In fact I will now call Santa Fe "The Land of al Fresco Dining." I never realized that patio dining was normally prevalent in temperate climates or places that simply had the space. I really enjoy C.Springs for that reason, but MAN Santa Fe offers way more. It seems as though almost every place we went had a patio of some kind.

** I wrote this about a month ago and never posted it. I am so sad to share that two of the rides mentioned above have been devastated by forest fires. From what I hear most of the riding in Santa Fe is closed due to the risk of more fires.

Loved an Animal

2011-05-28T07:13:00.000-07:00

"Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened" Anatole France

My Message to Mary

2011-05-27T11:43:00.000-07:00

Mary was a lot of things to a lot of people so I thought I would start with some memories of Mary that illustrate her character:

Mary was a tough woman --

- My first memory of Mary was long before I knew who she was. I lived downtown and attended UCCS so my commute rout was along Nevada Avenue. Most days I would see this tiny girl riding a humongous red and yellow downhill bike south on Nevada. It didn’t matter if the sun was out, there was rain, or ice on the roads; she was pedaling away. Come to find out she was headed to school or work and would later return along the same rout.

- Jeff Mary’s high school mountain bike coach recalls the following: “One day the plan for the team was to train on the Santa Fe trail, and by train I mean ride as fast as we could down to Criterium and back. As we headed to the start point we happened upon a long set of steep stairs that the racers wanted to ride down. Now, Mary was quiet, but didn’t hesitate. As she neared the bottom her handlebar caught the railing throwing her on the ground. There was a pause and complete silence hushed over the group. As she helped herself up we asked her if she was alright and she said “yea, I’m fine. Let’s go.” The team continued our training session by riding north on the Santa Fe Trail. Mary hauled north turned around quickly and beat the boys back. The next day Mary showed up to school with a cast on her wrist, which she broke.”

These are more recent memories:

- From Kennon (team mate and friend): “About a month ago I asked Mary if she wanted to enter the Triple DHip (DH bike race at Sol Vista). Her response...’Should we enter? Does the pope wear a pointy hat? Hell yeah we should do it!!!!’ This is just one small phase, but for me it says so much about Mary's feisty spirit. I loved her desire for adventure and how she was always up for the challenge. She truly was a bad ass.”

-From Melissa (Team mate and friend): “Last September Mary was faced with juggling her commitment to race in the 24hours of COS and her work schedule. She wanted to put in her laps before she left for work so she rode the first two laps, kicked ass...as usual, went home, showered, and worked a busy shift. She returned at midnight and was ready to ride again. Steffie stepped in and told her to get some rest because Mary had been non-stop for hours. To no avail Mary was 100% willing to do that night lap. She didn't let that get in her way of performing and being part of the team. She really impressed me that race.”

- Betty’s memory: “When Mary moved back to Colorado Springs from Summit County, she told Damon and I how she reeeaaallly liked Eli. Eli had no clue (like most guys when a sweet shy girl is fond of him.) Damon and I decided to host a little double date dinner. We invited Mary and Eli over and had such an amazing evening with them playing cards and telling stories. The chemistry between them filled the room. I had never seen Mary that happy.”

- This one is from Betty and Kennon and represents how tough Mary was. One day Kennon, Mary, and Betty were on a Heiser ride when Mary crashed and bloodied her knee. She requested an Advil, but neither of them had anything to give her so Kennon offered an Altoid in a joking manner. She said sure, licked the Altoid and started rubbing it into her bloody knee. She thought it might lesson the pain.”

Under “favorite quotations” on Mary’s Facebook page she chose “Friend: One who knows all about you and likes you just the same.”
Friendships were what made Mary – Mary. The sheer number of people in this room proves that is true. Each of us had a unique connection with Mary that ranged in the degree of intimacy. However, common threads ran through each. We know that Mary always wanted what was best for each of us, was honest and understanding, trusted each of us with her heart, and approached each relationship with acceptance.
She was always interested in going for a ride with friends, having a cup of coffee and conversation, working on trials, grilling in the backyard, hiking the incline, helping with home improvement projects, or cooking extravagant dinners for her friends and family. Whatever it was Mary simply wanted to spend time with those she loved in meaningful ways.

It’s only human to have negative thoughts about people, but Mary refused to pay any mind to those. She always focused on the best attributes of each person she knew and admired them. She recognized her friends’ success in education, her brothers’ achievements in their professional life, and the settled lifestyle that those around her seemed to have. She never spoke ill of people in her life rather she was thankful and honored each person she came into contact with.
We all hope that Mary finds peace and I hope her strong and compassionate spirit lives on in each of us.

I part with “This is A Wish for You” by A.A. Milne the creator of Winnie the Pooh

“This is my wish for you: Comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows to follow the clouds, laughter to kiss your lips, sunsets to warm your heart, hugs when spirits sag, beauty for your eyes to see, friendships to brighten your being, faith so that you can believe, confidence for when you doubt, courage to know yourself, patience to accept the truth, Love to complete your life.”

Shreddin' Moab

2011-03-28T19:16:00.000-07:00

We just returned from a week in Moab, Utah. It was simply incredible. I felt like I rode better than I have the last few times I've been out there. I rarely took a second look at an obstacle and simply did it. I am sure the fit of my new bike has something to do with it. Totally amazing!

On the way out we rode the Ribbon in Grand Junction as a loop, which I highly recommend. In fact I wondered why we ever did it as a shuttle. It's not that tough of a climb and there are some rippable parts on that trail. Fantastic!

While in Moab we rocked Gold Bar, Blue Dot, and Portal. All quite prime. Portal was especially awesome and I railed almost everything. The next day we rode Amasa Back to Rockstacker and Jacksons which was also amazing. There are still quite a few places on Jackson that I walk, but I rode some stuff for the first time.

The following day Kyle, from Acme shuttle, gave us a ride to LPS and Porcupine Rim... always a classic.

A deep nights sleep presented us with tired legs and feeling a bit lethargic so we opted for a new ride, Pipe Dream. It was about 10 miles as a loop from town of flowing single track with a few technical sections. I recommend doing it especially on an off day or in conjunction with another ride.

We were back in the saddle on Friday for some more Amasa Back, Jacksons, and Rockstacker. Those trails simply rock!

On our way back to C. Springs we stopped once more in Grade Junction for a little Lunch Spot action. We were going to ride The Ribbon again, but chose a different combination including Prenump, Gunny, and some other stuff that was super fun.

We didn't stop for pictures often, but those picture that exist are on Jeff's FB page so look at them there. Nothing special, but pretty. I don't know what it is with the lack of us taking pictures, but I think we get caught up in the moment and don't want to take the time. Maybe we need to make more of an effort.

There are so many things beyond biking I enjoy about Moab this time of year. It is great to get away from people and enjoy time connecting with Jefe, relaxing, eating, and drinking beer. The desert isn't really warm in March, but the first desert flowers are poking their way through the rocks and sand adding green and a touch of purple if you take the time to look around. I think Edward Abbey instilled that appreciation for the vivid landscape and harsh conditions. Thank you.

July 4th

2011-02-02T11:25:00.000-08:00

As the temperatures hover around -5 (that's right... below zero) my ambitions for the 2011 season are growing. Yesterday registration for the Firecracker 50 opened and I registered for the the SS category. It's not the National Championship this year, but there are already 5 people registered. It doesn't seem so far away.

Ms. Murphy

2010-12-22T09:36:00.000-08:00

I have an alias. Her name is Ms. Murphy and she only shows her face at the checkout line at Safeway. Most times it's the geriatric Safeway by our house since that's the only one I go to. Reason being is that I use this random phone number connected to God's only knows who's "Club Card." I think the number belonged to the apartment of a guy I used to date.

It gives me satisfaction to know that Safeway doesn't have my real name and phone number, but you'd think that after the checkout person saw my credit card they would know I wasn't Ms. Murphy. Oh well... it is the geriatric Safeway.

I wonder who she is.

If only...

2010-11-08T14:34:00.000-08:00

When I am feeling stressed, overworked, and like I am chasing my tail both professionally and personally I view Katie's blog. Both she and her partner have been experiencing the world without work. I admire their boldness and I dream by way of the window into their current life. Their pictures are glorious and when I am fortunate to see Katie for a few moments it is fun to hear the stories that accompany them. Ahhhhh... if only

Halloween Event

2010-10-25T17:45:00.000-07:00

Yoga for a Great Cause

2010-09-26T17:03:00.000-07:00

Crested Butte

2010-07-27T13:21:00.000-07:00

We found our way to Crested Butte not too long ago. I rode my SS and decided that CB might be one of those locations that isn't best on a SS. I enjoy having a choice and sometimes I just need to employ that choice. I'm glad I did it, but next time the gears will tag along.

It's amazing that what was once an epic day now leaves me wanting more. We found our selves looking at the map often trying to figure out how to hoop different trials and areas up. I hope to make it back this summer so we can test those ideas on geared bikes so we can make it up steep climbs and last an entire day in the saddle.

Goal Reached!

2010-07-06T09:19:00.000-07:00

Wow... that Firecracker 50 stuff is pretty serious.

- Seriously long
- Seriously organized
- Seriously nice people
- Seriously cool socks/shirt
- Seriously NICE FREAKIN' bikes (especially the other gals' SS)
- Seriously dusty
- Seriously supported
- SERIOUSLY FUN!

I managed to reach my goal and now I have something to improve on for next year. My time was about 5 hour and 20 minutes.

Firecracker 50 Goal

2010-07-01T10:50:00.000-07:00

As many of you know I am very nervous about his race. While I've thought about my goal and desires for the finish I have settled and reached peace.

FINISH!

Eyebrows

2010-06-23T17:57:00.000-07:00

It looks like they put fake eyebrows on the people at Bodyworlds.

Frankie Flatz!!!!

2010-06-21T11:16:00.000-07:00

We flew south for a few days to rub elbows with our dear friend Frank and hit up one of our favorite rides. It was a much needed visit. The trails were beautiful and I even rode my SS. I was so nervous to bring it thinking that it would be too steep for me, but I survived and felt pretty good. I impressed myself.

Fruita was fun.

2010-06-14T21:05:00.000-07:00

We went to Fruita for a quick trip in April. It was amazing! We even splurged for a hotel with a hot tub! OMG! Totally worth it. And we did it on SS.... Holy!

Summer Livin'

2010-06-14T20:57:00.000-07:00

It was pretty hot for a couple of days, but the dogs seemed to deal.

Double Time

2010-06-08T19:16:00.000-07:00

Overlook twice today. Good thing it wasn't as hot as yesterday. I might have fried like bacon.

You know you're in trouble when.....

2010-06-08T19:09:00.000-07:00

you're on your bike at a stop light and the guy in the truck next to you rolls down his window to tell you to "stay hydrated cuz the temperature thing on my car says its 93 degrees" and then invites you to stick your head in his window for a burst of air conditioning.

The good thing was that he was talking to both of us. The bad thing was that both Jefe and I decided to head out for a road ride yesterday at noon! WTF? Why are we so dumb? The ice in our bottles melted immediately and about halfway through we popped into a Subway to fill up on ice and water.

I need a pool. Maybe if I posted something on Craig's list I could find a friend with a pool. hmmmmm?

What the heck?

2010-05-31T20:50:00.000-07:00

Everyone is going professional on me with there own website and such. At one point I thought about deleting this... now there is the question of upgrading. IDK?

Maybe I should simply work on posting more.

On that note --

I spend some quality time with the sun today. Just her and I. It was fabulous. I haven't listened to music and read for that much time in so long.

Up next? Long ride tomorrow! Up early.

lots of stress + one beer = melt down

2010-04-14T19:33:00.000-07:00

I accidentally clicked on THE BEST DAY EVER and totally had a melt down.

Well worth it though.

XX Chrom

2010-04-03T18:03:00.001-07:00

Sun fix

2010-03-28T11:10:00.000-07:00

I soaked it all up. The sun, the pedaling, the bruises, restful sleep, relaxation, hot springs, slow and controlled breath.....

I must say.... I am getting better and better with our trusty camera. I can't imagine how amazing my pictures would be if we had the more modern version. At least I get him in the air.

It gives me a moment to rest.

Smiles all around.

I'll keep the memories in a safe place so that I may reflect when I am overwhelmed and stressed beyond belief. This might just be the only thing that helps me survive the next two weeks.

Here we go....

Kaya!!!!

2010-03-16T18:19:00.000-07:00

Katie is updating her blog regularly and it's pretty spectacular.

There is a link to it on the left side of the page. Check it out!

Testing

2010-03-16T18:13:00.000-07:00

Our 10th graders are currently taking a total of 12 hours worth of testing... Alexis said the Bar was 7. Hmmm?

Do you see what I see?

2010-03-16T18:10:00.000-07:00

The weather is warm... kind of.
I have dark circles under my eyes
My mood is irritable
CSAPs are almost over

It must be time for spring break and boy do I need it. Frankly, so do the people I interact with... break might be the only thing that will save my relationships.

The Power of Dogs: Tear People Apart or Bring Them Together

2010-03-04T19:08:00.001-08:00

As I walked to my car this morning I noticed the neighbor across the street exiting his house. This wasn't the most pleasant experience as I try to avoid him at all costs. In fact I tried to drive off right away, but the ice on the windshield was a bit hard to see through. Even if I were to spray it with wiper fluid it wouldn't have melted. I digress.... He was having a tough time opening the door and was taking forever to walk down the steps so thinking I might be able to chip away before he got to his car I hopped out and started scraping like I've never scraped before. I tried not to turn around, but had to venture to the other side... no Go Go Gadget Arms you see... and accidentally had to look at him. That's when it happened.

He had the sweetest little buddy on the end of a leash. I couldn't resist... the ice between us melted as did the ice on my windshield as the defroster kicked in. I walked across the street with a friendly, "Hello Neighbor Ed," and bent down to meet the little darling. And oh was he darling! As I drove to school I thought that Ed couldn't be that bad of a guy if he had such a cute dog.

Is anybody out there?

2010-02-20T16:27:00.000-08:00

Sometimes I wonder if people even read this thing. In fact I thought about deleting it from the Internet world sometime last November. I hadn't made a post in so long and I started feeling guilty about not updating it and then thought I didn't need that guild in life... I have enough with every beer I drink, every weekend that goes by that I don't see family members, the cheese I consume, not going to as many Wasson sporting events as I should, or the lack of walks the dogs get every week. ahhhh. There is just so much to do.

Anyway, I decided to keep it around partly because I was inspired by Lucinda... seriously! I figured I could post something that was short and it would be ok.

That's my status.

Snow on the roads

2010-02-20T16:19:00.000-08:00

While driving down one of the side streets today I thought to myself "I'm improving my show driving capabilities!" Then I wondered what I could attribute the growth to. Hmmmm, maybe it's the fact that so many people in this city don't want to pay the taxes necessary to take care of the roads (that's kind of a good thing since I get to sleep in a bit certain school days). Or maybe it's because I think there have been more snow storms rolling through this year, which seems weird because I also think I've been on my bike more so this winter than any other one. Hmmmm?

Lost Lunch

2010-02-11T14:21:00.000-08:00

At least three times a week I find a lunch in the trash next to the door.
It's a pretty good lunch too and a mom puts tons of love into making this lunch semi-balanced and tasty in a student's eyes. It's a shame it gets tossed even before the five minute bell rings, but it's probably good mom doesn't know. The only redeeming thing about this triweekly occurrence is that my AP students dig it out of the trash and split it up.

Contents?
- Bag of Lay's potato chips
- Fun size Starburst (x2)
- Slim Jim
- Name brand Oreos
- Minute Maid Cooler
- Roast beef sandwich

This student doesn't realize just how much this lunch costs to make. My parents never bought name brand anything and certainly not juice packets. I would have given my whole generic lunch for one real oreo cookie

I think...

2010-02-09T19:53:00.001-08:00

I think my amygdala is larger and more active than most.

Evidence for -
1. I associate $ signs with everything.
2. I'm not interested in gambling due to the risk of loosing money
3. I get really wigged out when some of my coworkers stand too close to me when they talk (especially when they have funk breath)
4. I've had to teach myself to be emotionally detached from key situations

Evidence against -
1. I think everyone gets weirded out when people stand too close
2. I take risks in my career everyday
3. I love biking because it allows me to take risks and put myself in danger

** However, I don't see #2 and #3 under "Evidence against" as a threat.... hmmmmm

Listen

Study Examines Brain's Risk Center

WOW!

2010-02-06T17:51:00.000-08:00

EXTREME SHEEP!

The sun came out!

2010-02-06T17:46:00.000-08:00

The illusive sun came to visit from behind the clouds today while we were on our ride and it got pretty steamy. This is the first day in the past couple of months I haven't ridden without at least 5 layers. The ground worked with us as well too. I had a smile on as wide as the Mississippi! (I just like typing Mississippi -- Mississippi --- Mississippi) The Stupid Trail isn't so stupid in my opinion.

Advantages of Being Tall #2

2010-01-31T17:59:00.000-08:00

I can borrow most guys' bikes. If I'm in the market or simply want to test the bike I just have to throw a leg over the top tube. Of coarse this is only if said person is willing. This also makes it quite convenient to loan mine to those who are interested.

Advantages of Being Tall #1

2010-01-25T18:49:00.000-08:00

I was talking with a couple of friends the other night and came to conclusion that since I am tall I live above the germs and bugs that the kids pass throughout our world, therefore I don't get sick as often as short people do. This sounded pretty profound at the time and I decided to have one more beer since I didn't have to worry about weakening my immune system. Brilliant!

I am now trying to kick a bug. Obviously my brilliant discovery did not consider a sick husband who used my toothbrush. Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Muddy Mess

2010-01-18T08:01:00.000-08:00

I picked part of the route for yesterday's ride and I don't think Mike and Jeff will forgive me. We ended up resistance training through a combination of slush, snow, and mud and by the end Mike and I were hiding from a very frustrated and angry Jefe'. We kept our distance and our laughs quiet. I better put air in the road bike tires.

Experimenting

2010-01-18T07:56:00.000-08:00

Experimenting with diet sometimes leads to uncontrollable hunger. Two weeks of nothing but lentils, kale, rice, and tons of fresh vegetables not only turned my crap green, but left Jeff up late at night digging ice cream out of the container with his peace fingers under the table. For us its a matter of eating these things constantly and less than 20 minutes for lunch daily doesn't provide time for that. Hmmmm????? If the white flag ascends above the house you'll know Jeff wants out. You might want to rescue him.

Recomendation

2009-12-09T16:30:00.000-08:00

In November my book club read Woman: An Intimate Geography. Sadly, I didn't finish the book in time for the meeting, but I persevered and am just about done. With each turn of the page I think about recommending the book to a different woman in my life. This book has it all!!!! There is something in there for every stage of womanhood. The best part about it is that it's not super scientific or super touchy. It is a nice balance of information, humor, and honesty. Read it!!!!

Fall Moab Extravaganza

2009-10-12T20:16:00.000-07:00

What draws us into the desert is the search for something intimate in the remote. EA

We just returned tired, bruised, and beat up from a fabulous 3 days in the desert. Each year, without fail, we find ourselves in the remote weaving through sweet single track and off rock ledges. This year we found our way west with the perfect group of people.

The smiles have yet to fade, I can still feel the hot Moab sun deep within, and the memories make my skin tingle. We rode hard and well and when the inevitable surfaced we took it with stride. We were a positively tough group who enjoyed every moment. On the cold winter days when the wind keeps me in I will reach deep within and feel the sun and love I've stored simply from a group looking for the perfect ride on the perfect trail.

SSWC 2009

2009-09-28T18:29:00.001-07:00

I don't know if you remember, but last January I posted some pictures of Jefe and I coloring a couple of SSWC 2009 entry forms. Well, we sent those entry forms in along with 2 $30 checks and spent the next 7 months anticipating an event neither of us had any idea what would hold for us.

The trip was a whirl wind of a time. We met up with Jefe's bud Chummy from California who he hasn't seen for 15+ years and his family who were totally beautiful and amazing. The one and only Franky Flatzzzzz drove up to race and hang out. We chilled with Mimz and joined her and her friends at a show and for beers. Even Bill joined in the fun and drove to enjoy the sights!

The race was the best I've participated in all year. It was VERY well organized and a kick ass time. We started in town with 1,000 other racers and faced an incredibly varied course that was about 20 (very long) miles. I was entertained by the costumes and lack of clothing and very happy to finish 18th in a field of about 130 other women.

I hate taking time off of school and was totally stressed out about the trip, but I'm thankful Jefe' was the driving force and got my ass out there. It was well worth the sub plans, missing a very meaningful professional development, and the long drive. I got to remember the weird days and nights at The Fort a long time ago and see people I haven't seen for a very long time.

Thank you to Jefe, the organizers, our friends, and the super sweet town of Durango for an amazing adventure.

Obama

2009-09-08T08:52:00.000-07:00

I hate to do this, but....

2009-08-31T16:51:00.000-07:00

Summer is coming to an end. Really, our summer ended, but the seasons are changing and it feels sooooooo good. I love the crispness of the air and the few changing leaves. It is energizing!

This weekend we checked off our yearly ride of Kenosha to Georgia with a couple of friends. I don't know about them, but it was one of the best. The leaves weren't really changing, which is what the ride is known for, but there were a few and it was so beautiful. It wasn't too cold and we didn't run into any snow. We even found a parking spot across from the trail and ran into a couple of gentlemen from home.

The next day we rode a local favorite in the fog. It was totally awesome. I worked pretty hard to keep Jeff in sight going up the road since the fog was so thick. The slippery rocks kept me on my toes, but the trail was perfect.

I'm looking forward to more rides this fall. We have to cram them in before it gets cold and dark.

July in Durango

2009-08-03T19:15:00.000-07:00

We were fortunate to spend a longish weekend with Miriam in Durgano last month and enjoyed every moment of it. She was so gracious to open her super cute house to us and show us around her newfound home. We spent our days outside while it was super hot, trying to stay at higher elevations to avoid the hallucinations and our nights enjoying the local brew.

We rolled into town and hit Horse Gulch in 95+ degrees heat. It was a little rough for me. I don't like the extreme temperatures, especially when the water in my Camelback is equal to the temperature outside. I can't deal. We rode around for about and hour and decided Miriam's offer to float the river sounded so much better than trying to continue to tolerate the heat.

Shay was nice enough to blow up the raft while we dealt with the cars.

We enjoyed Steamworks for dinner. I know many of the locals think the place is lame, but it was open late, the beer was good, and I had been dreaming about the pasta for the last two years. Everything live up to my expectations.

We rode Hermosa Creek the next day. The trail must have had a bone to pick the people using it because there were many bloody crashes including one of our own. Miriam ended up walking out with MJ while Jeff and I rode the rest of the trail. Poor MJ ended up breaking a few bones in her hand and spending time in the ER that night.

Once again Kenebec pass proved to be a glorious ride. It was great to share it with Miriam and watch her bust out her skills and excitement.

It was a treat to experience a friendship I've had so long with someone on a new level. I tell you what... that girl can ride! Not only can she ride, but she was quite the trooper on the 1.5 hour shuttle up the trail, a 4 hour ride, 1.5+ hours going back up to the top to get the cars, and pulling an all nighter at work. HOLY! I can't do that.

Crested Butte After 4th Trip

2009-07-15T11:47:00.000-07:00

We avoided the crowds and headed to Crested Butte on the 5th of July for some much needed solitary riding and qt with each other. It was simply a dream.

We were fortunate to spend the first two nights with the Ambrose Clan and enjoyed the warm showers, kitchen, beers, and company. Thanks guys!

The first day we rode Upper, Upper-Upper, and Stand Hill since the combination of the three are quick, accessible, and the "best bang for the buck." The ride was perfect except for the massive amount of misquotes on Upper/upper when we stopped for some maintenance and the cows at the end of Strand Hill, but even those didn't deter from the joyous ride.

I wanted to buy the woman moving the cows a dog or horse to help her. Strong lady!

*You may not know this, but I am really afraid of cows. I've had really awful experiences. However, I think I overcame my fear during the trip.

The next day we headed up Washington Gulch to 403 and over to 401 with Mike. It was a tough climb, but one of the most rewarding descents and views. I highly recommend hooking 403 and 401 if you have time and energy.

Top of 401. The trail was a bit snowy in the trees on the way up, but it didn't seem as long as it used to be.

I can't believe I got these two to stop for a picture on the way down... that never happens.

Shannon and Mike took off the next day for home after a week in the Butte and we headed for the hills to camp and ride.

The day was long and rewarding. We rode about 6 miles (according to a fellow rider) up Cement Creek road to Reno/Flag/Dear Creek/Deadman's Gulch and had an amazing day.

Although the ride finishes with switchbacks that gave me a arm workout, you pay for the kick ass descents. The ride is not for the faint at heart or the weekend warrior. It is a true mountain bike adventure.

We finished the day with some camping, a fire, and smores! emmmmmm!

It was some much needed quality time for us.

We ended the trip with the Monarch Crest and Rainbow trails. Really, how can you drive over Monarch Pass and not ride these classics? We didn't stop much and when we did it wasn't for long. I felt stronger than I did last time we rode it. It feels good to improve.

Philidelphia and Detroit

2009-07-10T14:43:00.000-07:00

In mid-June Jeff and I spent a little over a week on the East Coast and Michigan visiting friends and family. We had a great time in both locations.

Philadelphia seemed a bit of a blur until I reviewed the pictures...

We spend much of our time quenching our thirst with local brews.

A late night in a shady bar playing the naked game... always the same winner. ;)

Waiting for the train to take us home.

Late night beer pong on the walk/sprint home from the train.

Time on the beach until the fog rolled in. The beers were good though.

Thank you to Kerry and Spencer for yet another wonderful vacation. You guys rock!

Day off the bike

2009-06-29T09:25:00.000-07:00

Since both of us were a little banged up we decided we both needed a day off the bike.

Elk Park to Jones and 666

2009-06-29T09:12:00.000-07:00

Mary guided us on a ride down Elk Park on Saturday. We left really late which was a bit stressful since Mary had to work in the evening, but she worked it all out.

We didn't stop often for pictures since we were trying to make up time for my crash and Mary's mechanical, but pictures don't communicate the sheer joy of riding bikes on great trails.

I'm looking forward to heading up there again after my elbow heals.

Pikes Peak

2009-06-29T08:49:00.000-07:00

Txts --
Courtney: "Want to hike Pikes Peak with me on Friday?"
Me: "Are you trying to kill me?"
Courtz: "No, just up. We can start with the incline. You're in good shape. You go on hard core ride all day long."
Me: "Start with the incline? That's hard enough.... adding the peak?"
Courtz: "we would have to get up really early though."
Me: "How early... I don't do early."
Courtz: "Doing the incline makes it shorter. No later than 6."
Me: "geeze... ok I'm in, but I don't want to slow you down."
Courtz: "Bringing hard boiled eggs for a snack. Unless you think they are gross."
Courtz: "will you bring the caviar, steak, and champagne?"
Me: "You're getting all high class on me. I'll bring PBandJ and PBR."

The last time I climbed Pikes Peak I was 12 and I haven't done it sense for many reasons, but I thought it would be a great opportunity to spend with time with a great friend and it was.

Highlights:
Climbing the incline at 5:15 in the am.
The snake that we saw at the perfect moment
The trail at a .5 grade or -2 grade.
Coffee at Barr camp
Snacks that Courtney shared with me
Climbing up rocks at the top to avoid the snow
Heightened senses
The views
French fries and dips at the top
Following it up with an evening ride on the Overlook
Spending qt with an amazing friend

Thanks for taking me on another adventure Courtney!

Sand Creek

2009-06-29T08:34:00.000-07:00

Last week I rode in another Sand Creek Series Wednesday night race and placed 9th out of 9 racers. I'd like to share that there weren't any females on the line with me, but that wouldn't be true. Kelli Emmett raced in the ss category, so I had the pleasure of lining up with a pro.

The races are quite fun and I wish there were more riders who came out to race. It's totally low key and a great spectator event. Each week they change up the course a little bit, which helps make it exciting. I love the aspect of racing with friends and getting to encouraging them on switch backs.

Hopefully my swellbow will heal for this Wednesday night so I can ride. Otherwise I will be cheering on the racers with beer in hand.

icoloradosprings

2009-06-23T18:15:00.000-07:00

Check out this link for local change.

Let it ---

inspire you
challenge you
ignite creativity
empower you
encourage you
wake you up!

icoloradosprings

perfect long weekend

2009-05-25T16:44:00.000-07:00

We thought about heading down to New Mexico this weekend, but we needed some home and together time instead, and I haven't regretted it one bit.

Early last week I started planning our ride and menu. I knew I wanted to ride a ton and eat tasty food. Although I didn't cook the items I wanted so badly, I am satisfied and I know the waffle mix will hold until next weekend (along with the bacon...shhh).

Jeff and I rode the Whiskey Loop on Saturday, which totally kicked my a*$. I ended up walking up one of the tough climbs on Columbine, and at the bottom of Buckhorn I decided to split with Jeff head back home. The lightning scared the heck out of me, but as I passed CC I figured if they were willing to keep a bunch of 8 year old soccer players on the field, I must be okay.

Saturday we rode up Rampart Range Road to meet friends for a loop at the reservoir. I wanted to do that ride some time this summer, but I didn't know it would come so soon. I made it, though, and in good time. We were planning on heading down the Overlook trail, but I was scared of the rain and lightning so we hitched a ride with Shaun.

To make-up for the previous day we met MikeX2, Jane, and JJ at Balanced Rock to ride up to the Overlook. I lost the arm to my sunglasses, so if you see it on the road up there please pick it up. The climb was well worth it. I think what we experienced today was, "hero dirt." Whatever it was, it was amazing. I felt like I was stuck like glue to the trail and the group was perfect! Thank you for an awesome ride guys/gal!

D and D from Wasson

2009-05-22T18:09:00.001-07:00

Sweet sweet project

Betty's advice

2009-05-18T16:35:00.000-07:00

"Sometimes you have to just let things or people go." I am trying, but it's hard.

Riding with the boys

2009-05-12T19:33:00.000-07:00

I registered for the single speed category in the 1st Sand Creek race of the season thinking I might be the only female in the category. Prior to looking at the start time I had no idea that the single speeders are co-ed and hit the trail with Pro and Cat. 1 males and females. I felt totally out of my league especially when the Pro males came roaring past me not once, but twice. At least the majority of the racers on coarse didn't pass me... I feel pretty good about that. I also finished 8th in a category of 10 all male racers. Pretty snazzy!

The best part was hearing all my friends cheering for me. At times I wanted to stop and give them all hugs for coming out on a Sunday afternoon to ring cow bells and yell, "GO HURDY!" I appreciated it so much. It kept me spinning my pedals when all I wanted to do was slow my roll.

Since the course was 2.3 miles long and we rode for 90 minutes plus a lap it was a great spectator event. I lost count of my laps on the second one, but I feel like I passed certain geographical/human features a crap-ton of times. I will have to ask Matt how many laps he did and subtract 2 since he is defiantly one person who passed me twice.

Hopefully the Sand Creek series advances its record keeping methods... there were a couple of mistakes on the results and it would be nice to compare myself with the Category 1 women. Until next next time...

Things I learned today from my first race

2009-04-26T16:26:00.000-07:00

1) Racing isn't that scary... as long as it's a laid back and well run race with friends.
2) I just might be able to ride w/o my camelback, baggy shorts, and stopping to chat.
3) I now know that I can eat a gu (not littering), drink the drink, and keep pace all at the same time.
4) Getting dropped like a dress on prom night in the first mile by every person in the race doesn't feel very good. (I guess a 32*20 wasn't the best gear ratio.
5) Passing dudes and catching up feels great!
6) I felt like a little girl experiencing my first horse show... glad I didn't puke on the way out of the ring.
7) Jeffrey is a wonderful support staff, mechanic, and accountant.

I'm happy with my choices today.

Lisa Fest 2009

2009-04-26T16:23:00.000-07:00

Thanks for including us. Always such great people.

Enough said...

Randoms

2009-04-14T19:11:00.000-07:00

You know you are at a Safeway Starbucks when you ask for a "Grande Cappuccino--WET" and the lady suggests that, "you might as well get a latte instead."

Olive + a set of new toys = her getting so excited and forgetting to pee when let out and peeing on the wood floor in

Tula + a new bed = not leaving the bed for anything (food/water/outside/attention)

New BLT in the works for me + new carbon design = tough choices

She must be at least 32.....

2009-04-13T19:40:00.001-07:00

Happy belated birthday Alexis... too much fun I left my card at V-bar over night. ahhhhhhh..... walk of shame.

Antibiotics and Drinking

2009-04-02T16:03:00.000-07:00

Searching the internet today I realized I am not alone. I'm not the only one who thinks it's totally annoying to stay away from the drink while on antibiotics... I have company. Mostly men and English, but there are those who are like me and it's quite funny to read the message boards.

Spring Break Trip '09 Paper Plate Awards

2009-03-28T20:30:00.000-07:00

*This is a little different from my other trip posts, but I was surrounded by some pretty sweet people and I can't buy them trophies so this is my solution.

Jeff!

Staying positive when sick as a dog
* Nice job making calls to get meds.

Hanging with Mary and me after the men left

Descending amazingly well and going up like a steam ship

Mary!

Serving Hurdy up a piece of humble pie... it was doughnut flavored

Staying healthy when surrounded by “The Disease.”

Allowing me to get to know you better

Mike!

Being the most excited I’ve ever seen anyone in Moab

Letting me look at the candy bars Shannon packed

Betty!

Shredding the trail… I think it’s the baggie shorts
*Pretending like she doesn't descend well and then spanking it

Having the most gorgeous ring on her finger and being totally excited about it

Damon!

Being so laid back when his bike broke

Sharing with me… erk

Going too fast for me to snap a picture since I was so far behind

Kyle!

Sharing rides and thoughts with us

Being such a great person with a rad dog

Opening you house to us

Sharing Milts

Jessica

Taking such rad pictures (the photographer rarely gets in the shot)

Riding her ass off on the slick rock

RG

Having the biggest truck I've seen and driving it like a mad man (no this isn't a euphemism)

Thank you to all who shared in this adventure with us. We had a fantastic time and can't wait to do it again. Also, thank you to Betty/Damon and Jessica for the pictures I stole from your facebook.

Here are some more pictures.

2009-02-23T18:34:00.000-08:00

In an earlier post I mentioned that there were exciting things happening for women's cycling in C.Springs. I also replied to a comment that it was still too early to share any specifics. Well, now is the time.

I've been fortunate to meet and work with a great group of women over the last few months. In early October I was invited on a ride by Mary and Betty. We rode through Red Rocks to Palmer Trail and Section 16. On the ride Betty mentioned that she was thinking about putting together a women's bike team. Now, I've never been interested in that aspect of riding, but her intentions sounded selfless. She wanted to provide women in our community perks and support that were desperately needed. At the end of the weekend I found myself at her house with a group of 12 other women, none of which I had ever seen. We ate, drank, and chatted about our interests in the sport and about starting a team. As the night wore on it was evident that we needed to continue to dialogue about our vision.
It came time to meet face to face again and Jessica graciously opened her house for a meeting of three times the amount of ladies. At that point there was an obvious dilemma. Not all of the women wanted to race and those who were interested didn't want to ostracize anyone else. We knew we had to widen the scope to include, not only those in the room, but other females in C.Springs who need something... anything, to call their own. We opted to create a women's mountain biking association that would include a developmental race team. That way we could provide something for everyone.

The Women's Mountain Biking Association of Colorado Springs strives --

To encourage women of all levels of skill and interest in cycling through making the sport and cycling community in Colorado Springs more accessible and visible.

- We aim to encourage participation in race events through a developmental team
- Organize group and training rides
- Educate women through skill and bike maintenance clinics
- And organize social events to promote community

While we are a committed group of female racers and skilled riders, membership includes female cyclists interested in completing their first race or group ride.

We started with a vision and it has morphed into one hell of an organization. This has been a whirlwind of an experience and we are excited about what this will become. This group of invididuals are some of the most selfless females I've encountered and we are lucky to have them in Colorado Springs.
*not all of the girls are pictured here

Hope to see you there!

2009-02-08T18:36:00.001-08:00

Crazy!

2009-01-25T09:43:00.001-08:00

I love that the exchange students at school use the word "crazy" for everything. The price of clothes in the U.S. is "crazy!" Pikes Peak is obviously "crazy!" Supply and demand are definitely "crazy!" Mrs. Hienton's age is "crazy!" The fact that Mr. Fierro eats beans and rice 75% of the time is "crazy!" My favorite, the menu items at Taco Bell are "crazy!"

I tell you one thing that is definitely "crazy!" We will be on the start line in Durango in September. There are over 500 people... only 2 winners (male and female). Neither of us are expecting to do anything spectacular except finish and have a really great time.

I can't believe it! I have never raced and because of the nondiscriminatory nature of this race little Hurdy is going to be on the start line with national acts like Marla Streb and Kelli Emmet and some hard core C. Springs locals namely Scott Boyer and Jeff Hienton. I am also excited to see Francisco Sotomayor our dear friend in New Mexico.

Check it out

*Kerry/Spencer -- the answer is YES! We would be honored for you to be our groupies... more importantly if the snow in the high county holds we could ride.

Palmer Park Entertainment

2009-01-24T16:40:00.000-08:00

Yesterday after I ate my bowl of Cheerios with South American blueberries I started to prepare to hit the incline while Jefe' was getting ready for a ride. After coming to the realization that riding my bike is more entertaining than hiking up 900+ stairs I decided to trash the idea and follow Jefe' to Palmer Park. He kindly waited for me change gears and layer clothes to ride instead of hike.

All dressed and ready to go we exited the gate and hit the road. Evidently I wasn't thinking straight and didn't pick the appropriate gear for my adventure. About half way to the park I realized I remembered everything except my bike shorts under my tights. Ooops. Instead of turning around I decided to keep truckin'.

We had a great ride. I don't think it ever got above 40, but we stuck to it. I cleaned sections (mostly up -- I have the down part taken care of) I never have and felt strong. My undercarriage wasn't as comfortable as it would be if I remembered to slide on my shorts. Palmer Park demands that a rider moves around a lot on the saddle which is a bit painful at times without the extra padding. I wouldn't recommend it to anyone.

As always our ride was filled with laughs. For example; I was following Jefe' out to the the improv and this is what I saw...

This is not staged! Well, except for the fact that after I saw him I threw down my bike, told him to stay where he was (its not like he could move anyways without my help), and pulled out the camera. Ha! Ha!

I am ready for round two!

SAVE THE DATE!

2009-01-11T16:24:00.000-08:00

Block out the evening of February 21st. You will not regret it!

Bill's Daily

2009-01-10T11:05:00.001-08:00

So a relationship is a great gift, not because it makes us happy — it often doesn’t — but because any intimate relationship, if we view it as practice, is the clearest mirror we can find.

Charlotte Joko Beck

Impressed

2009-01-08T20:05:00.000-08:00

I poke fun at our little Safeway too often. Tonight is different. I am moderately impressed with the acceptable selection of teas available. They deserve a round of snaps!

September Plans

2009-01-07T20:11:00.000-08:00

Sunday morning + a cup of joe (PBR) + crayons =

Happy New Year!

2009-01-06T20:05:00.001-08:00

It was a wild one! Thanks to Jane and Rachel we had a great time.

Mike kept knocking on the door....

and Krista isn't only the Queen of PBR....

She is also the Queen of 80s Dance Moves... she knows them all! Let me tell you the girl can dance!

The New Years Eve party turned dance party was perfect. Thanks ladies.

Exciting!

2008-12-20T21:09:00.000-08:00

Exciting stuff is happening for women's cycling in Colorado Springs. I am pumped!

Just one of the girls

2008-12-20T21:08:00.000-08:00

He has arrived

2008-12-14T11:44:00.000-08:00

A Challenge

2008-12-08T15:41:00.001-08:00

I rode all over the place yesterday with Betty, Damon, Ryan, and Jefe. It could have been the 7 or 8 beers I consumed the night prior or that I am falling out of shape, but wow! It was tough.

But hey... I can't feel that bad about it. It was 60ish in the middle of December and we were treated to a few trail that were new to us. I was just happy the be out on the trail with such amazing people.

As Jefe says, "Round is a shape." Embrace it!

Golden is well....

2008-11-23T18:36:00.000-08:00

GOLDEN....

Rafer took Jefe up there a few weeks ago and Jefe loved it. So we headed up there this weekend. It was great! I don't know the names or the locations of the trails, but I can't wait to go back.

While catching my breath and resting my legs I took a couple of photos of the men.

Support Wasson....

2008-11-17T13:49:00.000-08:00

students and local youth theater. We need positive support for this production. They've been working hard. I think Jefe' and I are going on Friday and then heading our for drinks. Let me know if you are interested in joining us.

The Wasson Theater Arts Magnet will be producing “The Laramie Project” by Moises Kaufman and the Tectonic Theater Company on November 20, 21 and 22 at 7p.m. Tickets are $5 for students and $7 for adults.

Only a Woman would write this

2008-11-13T17:20:00.000-08:00

If you don't like something change it; if you can't change it, change the way you think about it. ~Mary Engelbreit

Colorado went blue...

2008-11-05T16:40:00.001-08:00

and I am one happy girl!

Confession...

2008-10-21T19:13:00.000-07:00

I haven't been reading our book club book... I've been swept away with a Greek family living in America... I am loving it!

Emma Crawford Coffin Race!

2008-10-21T16:58:00.000-07:00

William's Canyon Ride
B-fast at Adam's
Coffin Race!

What a great way to spend a Saturday.

Gulu Walk Oct. 25th

2008-10-12T15:21:00.000-07:00

One of Wasson's amazing students is leading the C. Springs effort. Join us (I'll be there) on the 25th!

If you have questions --

Check the Gulu Walk site

ask me

or

email

invisiblechildrencosprings@yahoo.com

Kick Ass Fall Ride With Some Kick Ass Girls

2008-10-12T14:52:00.001-07:00

At least once every three issues of Bike Mag. there is a letter from a girl about her experiences with mountain bike riding. She is usually bi*@hing about the way guys treat her like a delicate flower on the trial, the way her saddle interacts with her vagina on rides, or the lack/quality of female riders. I read for entertainment and I roll my eyes.

I don't know where these girls live, but I bet if they tried hard enough they could find fellow femmies to ride with. Even in our town there are a crapton of chicks who ride at all ability levels. I bet there would be even more if they had someone to introduce them or encourage them in a nonthreatening environment.

I had the pleasure of riding with two ladies today who are awesome. They take their riding seriously, but you can tell by the smiles on their faces that riding feeds their souls. They are positive, challenging, and encouraging. We need more of this in C. Springs. A project may be underway.

Bigger Moab Pics.

2008-10-11T13:46:00.000-07:00

Bigger Fruita Pics.

2008-10-08T17:23:00.001-07:00

The slide show was so little. Here are some bigger pics.

Quick Fall Moab Trip

2008-10-01T19:51:00.001-07:00

With Kerry and Spencer in town for a long weekend the crew headed west to Moab. To get reacquainted with two wheels and our legs we rode the Lunch Loops in Grand Junction on Friday in the sweltering heat and we were able to sweat out the beer and the Mexican food from the night before.

The next day we headed into the La Sals to hit up the "Whole Enchilada." I have slowly realized that my definition of epic changes with my skill and fitness, but this ride was of EPIC proportions.

Our day started with a shuttle to the top. Our driver Kyle and his co-pilot Rally made it seem short. When we reached the end of the shuttle it was raining and hailing. We got out of the van, each took a pee break, and jumped back in the van to see if the rain would let up... It didn't.... so we headed out.

We started up the climb as a group, which isn't as bad as we heard. The only thing that made it bad was the rain/sleet/snow and the 34 degrees temperature. I have never been so cold and so unprepared on a ride. The weather for the Moab area was 94 degrees and no one thought to bring Winter riding gear. My fingers were so cold they stung and I thought that they might fall off at the nail. We regrouped at the top and started the descent. At that point we were in survival mode and the group split up. Jeff, Bill, and I were waiting for a couple of seconds when Shaun told us to keep going so we did and we didn't stop until PR when I had to fix a flat.

The descent was like nothing I have ever done. The terrain was diverse, challenging, and fast. We were smiling the entire way down (after we got out of the clouds) and ended the ride with high fives all around in 90 degree weather.

*Spencer... email me that pic. of the other part of the group on the top of PR so I can add it here.

The next day we packed up and hit Amasa Back for a quick (hot) ride and then headed out of town.

The trip was fast, but well worth it. Thanks to Kerry and Spencer for giving everyone a reason to hook it up and head out of town. Ya'll rock!

The Leaves Are Changing

2008-09-23T19:08:00.001-07:00

We met an amazing friend for an amazing ride last weekend.

Don't let that bag of Lay's fool you... the man can ride. While giving Jefe a ride for his money, Glen kept me smiling and looking forward to the next time we get to hook up for a ride.

Kenosha to Georgia was prime as usual that fine fall day. The leaves were just changing. I bet if you head up there this weekend it will be brilliant. Be careful of the loving male gnomes on the trail...

Thanks again to Glen for another great fall ride.

Sidecar Solitaire: The awareness of riding in isolation #4

2008-09-14T10:42:00.000-07:00

Ride after ride we are becoming one. Trips to retrieve a beer, small grocery runs, and Friday night dinners out have left me with an additional element that I can't do without. What was life like before the sidecar? It makes me smile and laugh. I find joy in watching Jeff get so excited to take the thing out even if it's for a emergency trip to the store for a lemon or cilantro. I can get him to go anywhere on that thing. He just needs a reason.

In the beginning I decided my time spent in the hack would be a local affair. There was an understanding that if I was in the thing there would be no going west of Manitou, north of the Simon's house, east of Union, or South of the Martin Luther Kind Bypass. However, if I wasn't riding along Jefe didn't have geographical limitations. His once 15 minute trip to the store turned into an hour trip to the store in Woodland Park. He kept telling me that the Woodland Park Safeway had a much better selection of produce than any of the Safeways in the Springs. He came home one night excited about his experience driving in the cool air up and down the pass. I wasn't impressed and thought there was no way in hell that I was going to share that experience with him.

I moved on. Last night was my first ride up the pass. We went to visit Mike and Lori and I agreed to take the moto. I was a little nervous when we merged onto 24, but as soon as we headed into the curves I started planning our entry into the Sidecar class of the Pikes Peak International Hill Climb. I dreamt of our sassy matching outfits in purple (to reflect the majestic mountain that we would climb) and hanging out of the side of the hack at every corner. Stacee even offered to spend the whole day on the mountain cheering us on.

As soon as we passed the entry to the Pikes Peak Highway reality set in and I settled into a state of ease. I stretched out my legs, let my head fall to the side and fell asleep with guacamole in lap. My slumber didn't last long and I woke up in time to see the trees passing above me as we entered the long dirt driveway beside a mountain stream that eventually led to the Blackmore's front door.

I may have given up on the Hill Climb for now, but I have other plans. They might just have to wait until next summer.

Lori Rockin' Out!

2008-09-14T10:36:00.000-07:00

An evening spent with Mike and Lori as they say good bye to their mountain home. Lori schooled all of us in GH Wii. She is a rock star! I guess it's all about the whammy.

I saw the...

2008-09-04T16:46:00.000-07:00

However, she was floating among chunks in the bowl after a night of some serious debauchery with friends.

Thank you to Frank for yet another great weekend. We had an awesome time cooking out, riding, and drinking massive amounts of beverages. As my liver heals I will pat myself on the back for getting out every day this weekend regardless of the number of drinks consumed the night prior or how slow I felt.

August's Book Club Meeting

2008-08-26T16:25:00.000-07:00

Alexis,
Thanks for picking the book, making such a great meal, and hosting our meeting. It was great!
Love, The BC

WP Weekend

2008-08-11T16:16:00.000-07:00

Here we are... school is about to, officially, start. At least I got a couple of fabulous rides in with the girls. Thank you to Jess for extending the invitation and her hospitality.

PS
Krista and I saw a moose. We came across some tracks and all the sudden we heard,what I thought to be Big Foot, tromping through the stream next to us. We dismounted, peered into the trees across the small valley, and saw him. Well worth the pedal strokes.

Processing a loss

2008-08-11T15:32:00.000-07:00

Getting ready for school last Thursday I took a moment to check my MySpace page The most recent bulletin on the role was from Scott Boyer. What I saw resonated within me for days. His best friend and roommate, EJ, and Jayson a co-worker, both members of the CS cycling community, were hit and killed by a vehicle on Wednesday night. The tone of helplessness and remorse of Scott’s words stuck with me.
Throughout the day my stomach was in knots, throat was tight, and my eyes burned. When ever I could I snuck away from my colleagues to check the website of our local tabloid to understand a bit more what happened. I tried to process just what had happened and what it meant through conversations. I reflected on my few interactions andI listened to the connections my friends had with these two gentlemen and realized how many people it touched. Our community, the CS biking community lost two passionate individuals who touched so many lives. It rocked our little world.
Everything was taken from these individuals and those who knew them due to choices one person made. I hope that our community can heal and celebrate the life that once was. My thoughts and prayers go out to friends and family.

This tragedy made me realize how fortunate we are that everyone is so connected and supportive.

When the spirits are low, when the day appears dark, when work becomes monotonous, when hope hardly seems worth having, just mount a bicycle and go out for a spin down the road, without thought on anything but the ride you are taking. -- Arthur Conan Doyle - 1896

Monarch Crest: An Old Friend

2008-08-06T19:49:00.000-07:00

It fills our hearts with joy to do this ride. Just when I think I can make it a year without heading to Salida, I realize how much I would regret it come winter. I'm glad we took the last Wednesday available before school to do it. Amen!

Some experiences simply do not translate. You have to go to know.
Kobi Yamada

Almost over

2008-08-05T11:48:00.000-07:00

Since the summer is almost over for us, we are quick to take advantage of opportunities when they are presented. We, finally, made it down to Santa Fe this weekend to visit Frankie and spend some QT with Katy and had a perfect time. The rides were the best, the people were fabulous, and the drinks were plentiful.

It's been decided... Raven's Ridge/Rio En Medio is the best ride! Last time we hit it up we shuttled it, but this time we rode the whole thing. The ride included about 12 miles of climbing dirt road, which was half manageable and half killed my stilts and was followed by some of the best and longest downhill we've ever experienced. Raven's Ridge is narrow, technical, steep, and follows a barbed wire fence that is just about elbow height. It's tough, but the sense of accomplishment is overwhelming when you hit the bottom after near death experiences riding too close to the fence. Lots of butterflies in the tummy, smiles on our faces, and giggles all around.

One thing that was absolutely amazing about the trail was watching Jefe'. The man can do anything on his single speed that he's done on his 6 inch bike. Just look at him! Mad skills!

On Sunday we headed down to Taos to ride South Boundary. We, thankfully, decided to shuttle this one and climbed another dirt road that lead straight to some sweet single track. (Thanks to TJ for hookin' it up when Jefe' forgot his shorts.) The trial was amazing and so was the group. After the climb we hauled donkey and peddled like maniacs to the bottom. We just missed the rain and enjoyed beers at Second Street with the gang back in Santa Fe.

As always, our trip to Santa Fe was a blast. We totally enjoyed Frankie's new place within biking distance of downtown. Thank you to Frankie and Katy for dinners, drinks, and good conversations. You are the best!

Sidecar Solitaire: The awareness of riding in isolation #3

2008-07-29T13:51:00.000-07:00

Then my perception changed. I was watching Anthony Bourdain one evening and I realized the majority of the world rides motorcycles. Whether you look at China, India, Malaysia, maybe Greece, Italy, Spain (let’s throw some European countries in there), Mexico, Chile, etc. the majority of humans ride motor cycles. And it’s growing. Every time I turn around I see one more motorcycle or moped on the road. It’s an answer… It’s an answer to saving gas, saving money, saving the planet and leading a simpler lifestyle. It’s catching on. I should feel safe in my teal rocket with more two wheelers (or in our case three wheelers) on the road.

I’ve embraced it. Yes, it is scary. But, oh geeze, the joys sure do out weigh the sore muscles and hyperventilation. I have confidence in my driver. He has excelled beyond my expectations. His throttle to clutch ratio is exceptional! He is smooth and conscientious of his cargo. He’s preemptive in using his index finger on the hydraulic leaner prior to turns as to make it more comfortable for me. He’s considerate of my restroom requests. He is all I could ever ask for in a driver. He is a perfect pilot for his monkey.

One man alone can be pretty dumb sometimes, but for real bona fide stupidity, there ain't nothin' can beat teamwork.
Edward Abbey

Sidecar Solitaire: The awareness of riding in isolation #2

2008-07-28T08:54:00.001-07:00

I was anxious, excited, nervous, and eager. I could only imagine what Jeff felt knowing that he was the one to drive around his most precious cargo - me! The time had come for Jeff to learn how to drive the thing. There were endless neighborhood loops, sleepless nights, practicing right/left hand turns and quick stops on “the course,” borrowing bikes, waiting in lines. To Jefe’s surprise he passed both tests with flying colors. We were legal and ready to roll.

My anticipation turned to fright. I was scared. Friends would ask, “So, how is it? Do you like it?” and I would answer “I’ve decided it’s dangerous and scary.” A simple drive to Wasson or Patty Jewett would leave me with strained muscles and shortness of breath. Although it wouldn’t happen often, I was fearful of stalling in the middle of Fontanero and Weber or even worse Jackson and Nevada. I was terrified of rear ending the eye level bumpers. I was worried that some SUV driving mo-fo wouldn’t see the teal bucket full of 100% love and crash into me. I lived through all of this nervousness with a smile on my face and always reassuring Jeffrey that I was having a good time. I wanted to have a good time and I kept telling myself that. I wanted to play the part in the vision I had of myself in the sidecar.

(See prior posts for the beginning)

A great night of.....

2008-07-27T10:40:00.000-07:00

An amazing patio dinner in Old Colorado City at Pizzeria Rustica and horse racing in Manitou. Thanks guys!

We are making progress

2008-07-27T10:38:00.001-07:00

Sidecar Solitaire: The awareness of riding in isolation #1

2008-07-24T09:03:00.000-07:00

About two months ago we bought a motorcycle with a sidecar. Why we bought it doesn’t matter; the experience is the jewel.

Long before understanding what it was like to ride in the sidecar, I saw myself in one… I saw myself in a little box attached to a (not so powerful) machine, helmet and goggles on, white scarf blowing in the wind… I knew my place was in a hack. I imagined traveling as far as downtown to get a pint at the local pub. I anticipated touring the Old North End on a hot summer day. I thought about packing up my sidecar with a picnic and riding down to America the Beautiful Park on a Wednesday night to watch a bad cover band, sit on the soggy lawn, and drink wine out of plastic keg cups. I contemplated, somehow, making enough room for both the dogs and myself. I knew it would be a fantastic experience!

After seeing a hack for sale on our way back from Buffalo Creek, we spent a couple of weeks researching, exploring options, and making offers. Finally, we decided to revisit and buy the one that got our attention in the first place. Lyle, the previous owner, and his wife transported it to us and exchanged it for a fair price. I felt a mixture of emotions in the kitchen that morning; the sadness Lyle and his wife must have felt knowing that would be their last ride, the relief Lyle felt with cash in his hand and motorcycle and sidecar out of his garage, the excitement of Jeff and Hurdy as they embarked on an unknown journey, the anxiety of parting with a grip of cash not knowing where this would take us.

May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.
Edward Abbey