Sunday, May 25, 2008
I drew a picture of the roads that are shown on google maps (we almost never need to print anything so we don't have a printer) and made a plan to hit Forest Rd 462. 462 starts out as a single lane gravel road that is quite steep at the bottom. After a mile or so, there's a small sign that points up a rock wall, and the difficult part begins. Lots of loose rocks and some boulders made the going tough for us 'roadies'. I had to walk at least 2 sections, and Jill walked a few more.
As an aside, here's the short answer to why we didn't ride mtn bikes. The gravel road is about 15 miles from our apartment. A road bike is usable on most dirt trails and excellent on pavement. A mtn bike is very nice on dirt trails and usable on pavement. We prefer the former. The unspoken alternative is to drive to the trail, but let's leave that unspoken.
We met up with a couple riding their brand spanking new full suspension mtn bikes who asked us if we knew where we were. I pulled out my drawing, he pulled out his 1998 trail book, and we guessed our location. He was very surprised that we could ride road bikes there. In fact, he later told us that he told his wife that if he saw us again up the trail he would sell his not needed mtn bike on ebay. He saw us after they turned around to head back.
I really hoped that my drawing was correct, especially the scale, because we were getting hungry and we appeared to be in the middle of a large forest. The options were to turn back and ride (okay, walk) mostly downhill over the rocks or to press on to parts unkown. We pressed on and found much better going. Soft dirt roads with large gullies made by 4x4 wheels worked well for us. We rode in the middle.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
I've sort of taken this approach with my bike riding lately. But what I changed the most is my eating routine. I've started eating less than I can at meals, and I don't eat any snacks (has been candy bars) in the afternoon. Not surprisingly, I'm often hungry. I'm also very excited to eat when it is meal time. The food tastes great!
The most curious thing I've encountered is that I don't know when I'm 'full'. And this is especially challenging since we eat different food every day. Even if I could remember how much pasta I ate last night, that doesn't tell me anything about how many grilled cheese sandwiches I need to eat tonight.
I think my brain is not happy with the situation. It will probably win in the end.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
After eating GCCBs at Burger Boy, we took a detour up Monticello Road. We are really blessed to live in such a beautiful place.
Some final thoughts: the recipients of our economic stimulus rebate were International Development Enterprises, World Vision (for Myanmar specifically), and ABQ Rescue Mission... We've been thinking about hell recently. We might write a post here someday, but it would probably be too long for this format... We're thinking about parking all bikes indoors this summer and putting a table on our porch. That way we'll be the fogies sitting on the porch watching the people walk by. Hopefully, we'll chat.... Speaking of which, a neighbor was grilling ribs while I was grilling hot dogs. She says grill for 30 minutes on low for medium rare. Periodically douse the ribs with marinade (water, vinegar, nature seasoning?, and honey). Also, buy the ribs when ribeye and prime rib are on sale as this means extra ribs are available. She offered me some, but I declined. Was that dumb?
Thursday, May 15, 2008
I wish Michigan and New Mexico were just next door to each other!
Sunday, May 11, 2008
On Woodbridge Rd, I wanted to knock on someone's door to ask if we could take a picture from their backyard. From the road, we could see that there was a great view to the south across a small valley. But I chickened out, so no pics for you. Instead, here's a picture of the road and my back. Sorry about that.
On the way down, I was coasting along at about 25 mph when I hit a wall of wind, easily the strongest wind I've ever felt. My speed plus the wind speed in the opposite direction was too scary for me. I slowed dramatically to make sure that Jill was okay also. She was, but an older woman in a black pointy hat and gown on a bike was blowing away with the wind.
While waiting inside BB for the GCCB, I said to Jill, 'That guy looks a lot like John from church,' but I decided it wasn't. Then, Oliver from church joined him. It was John. Those two, along with one of John's coworkers, Andrew, had been rock climbing in the area. Despite their sore forearms, they had no troubles with the burgers. Andrew was even able to hold and eat the DMGCCB (double meat). A good time was had by all.
Happy Mothers' Day!
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
J mixed red chalk and water to make a very effective war paint on his chest and face and pants and... A little warm water and scrubbing got it off outside.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
For today, I'd like to talk about leaf blowers. I hate them. I was reminded of this when I arrived at work today. A leaf blower was walking the perimeter of the bldg to 'clean off' the lovely rock gardens. At our apartment complex, the leaf blower comes out every other Monday to 'clean off' our little porch. Yes, the leaves go somewhere else, but huge clouds of dust form. Where does the dust go? On our 2 bikes that are parked there.
But Jill is no dummy. She came up with the brilliant idea of moving our bikes inside on Sunday night and returning them on Monday night. Find somewhere else to land, foul dust!