Riding local, riding abroad. Doesn't matter. "One less car" bike commuting and "Bikes Belong" advocacy, plus "I ride solo" bicycle travel. Racing is fun, but there are so many equally great reasons to ride.
Hawkes Bay NZ Water trail
Thursday, November 17, 2016
Sunday, November 13, 2016
Hiking near Quincy, WA
Expansive glacial carved valley bookended by lava tube cliffs. The recent rain has greened the slopes and waterfalls are running again. The sagebrush smells sweetly spicy and the silence is exquisite.
Nice to be able to hike here in November, before the rain settles in for the winter.
Nice to be able to hike here in November, before the rain settles in for the winter.
Saturday, November 12, 2016
Friday, November 11, 2016
Worth bashing through the undergrowth
Live each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each - Henry David Thoreau
Today's remarkably warm November day demanded a close-to-home hike, and yielded the hoped-for result. Perfect specimens, flowering out of the duff, with caps easily 2-3 inches in diameter. Now to figure a couple of dishes worthy of this haul.
Today's remarkably warm November day demanded a close-to-home hike, and yielded the hoped-for result. Perfect specimens, flowering out of the duff, with caps easily 2-3 inches in diameter. Now to figure a couple of dishes worthy of this haul.
Oh well
From this week's The Stranger. I have decided not to worry over unfair things I can't change. I hope our new president realizes what an honor it is to lead our country, tone down the foul rhetoric and understand he serves all the people. No more bullying, no more scapegoating. This isn't some silly reality television show. Time to grow up and stop the tantrums about social change. If you are a leader, then lead please.
Sunday, November 6, 2016
Inlet lake to North Lake, near Stillagaumish River
Saturday's weather was terrible: flooding rain. However, I'd committed to join an outing with a Meetup hiking group I joined a week ago. A group of outdoor enthusiasts who appreciate the beauty of the mountains near to home and who are game to embrace the season. I'm glad I went. While I enjoy my solo hiking forays and mushroom hunting in the woods, it's good for me to socialize a bit more too. It's all part of embracing a new self. Scenes like this bring wistfulness for sure, but it's not raw grief so frequently. That's progress.
Wednesday, November 2, 2016
Birch bolete
This month's record rain has produced these, in a neighbor's lawn. I've dehydrated some, and will cook this prime fresh example with something worthwhile. I first noticed them last season, when I was riding to work. Someone else collected those before I could. So it goes.
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