Friday, October 29, 2010
In Nimue's mind, the the creature that most epitomizes evil pestilence while still being cute is the squirrel -- so that's what she wanted to be for Halloween. It took a couple dollars worth of fabric remnants, part of an old pool noodle, some fishing line, a few safety pins, and some face paint.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Moment of utter surprise: A Grim Cyclist in full fancy bike kit bedizened with the requisite logos riding along at a fast clip actually came out of his zone and said hi to me as he passed. I usually greet these Grim Cyclists excessively cheerfully in an effort to break through the training gloom (biking should be fun!); it usually doesn't work. This instance was especially unexpected, as I was riding slowly in mom clothes on the commute bike with fully-loaded bags on the back -- a sure indication of inanimate object status in the eyes of the typical too-too-focused Grim Cyclist. Thought I was hallucinating when he happily greeted me...
A prime candidate for Darwin in action: the Stanford student who rode out erratically in front of the truck in the dark the other night -- no lights, no helmet, flip-flops for shoes, all the while yakking on her cell phone. The truly scary thing is that this is not an uncommon occurrence around campus. You'd think they'd have more common sense. Argh.
I helped a rider who had toppled over and gotten tangled with her bike at an intersection near work the other day. Ow. Pay attention!
An entertaining read: Bike Snob: Systematically & Mercilessly Realigning the World of Cycling. Go find it in your library.
Most charming of all, Chad and Nimue spent quite some time together in the garage cleaning out several years of accumulated gunk from her wheels while I made dinner the other night. It seemed quite educational, and the look of joy on her face as she realized how easily everything now spins as she pedaled out the next morning was delightful. "I'm in gear five and it feels like gear two!!!"
The new cat has taken semi-permanent residence behind the computer, as if is her right to run the nerve center of the house. Now if only she was secure enough to make the dash to the litterbox in the garage on her own... (I have to take her there, as she's afraid the Bobber will come molest her while she's doing her business.)
Friday, October 15, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
......Snake Lake/Little Deer Lake:
4WD, most difficult.
Pack your winches, tow straps, high lift jacks, and travel with another vehicle; you may need them. Going down is easier than up, so driving a loop is very challenging: rocky, narrow, ledgy, constant bouldering, tight turns, and steep. Dropping down from Snake Lake to Gold Valley is the easier route out. Camp at the pretty lakes and try the fishing.