Doing what it takes - kind of...
The other morning I was passing over Pine View Dam a bit before 05:00 in the morning. In my last post I mentioned going fishing when I was just a pup, here at Pine View. I can still smell the wet morning dew on the sage brush and hear the Red Winged Blackbird singing across the open fields of wild flowers. I remember as we'd come up over the dam, quite often you'd see the morning star out over the eastern sky, just above Monte Cristo. If you look closely at this picture, the morning star is just at the top of the breaking light, directly over Monte - maybe over Woodruff.
Just last night I ran across some old grade school pictures. It really hit home how many season have passed and how much life has been lived. As I looked at the face of the 5 year, 6 year old and so on, I could see so much of what I have forgotten. Those years seemed like an eternity, and now.........they just spin by. I guess its good to take inventory from time to time, but we also have to live out the day in front of us.
A lot of dirt....
The kids decided my old dirt helmet was getting a little ridiculous. The Fathers Day gift was a new dirt helmet. Needless to say I immediately went looking for some stickers, but could only find a few - for now (how about that tank decal). Still the little kid at heart.
The evening climbs are getting better. I busted the free hub on my Trek a couple weeks ago and had to do an emergency rebuild. The past few nights have been void of any other riders, but then most people don't like the grinding to get to the top. Tonight I didn't see another person on the trail anywhere. It was premium time on the mountain - and right out of my driveway at that. The bike still needs a little work, but I'll get to it...sometime. I just can't bring myself to get back on my road bike, and haven't been since that particular morning. It'll come.
For now, here is a little something from Joni. I believe this is her reply to Neil's "Sugar Mountain".
Ride HARD!
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