Monday, October 19, 2020

Well Sh*t Fire - Scraping The Bottom Of The Barrel For The Second Time

This just might be an update that you will want to pass on. Seriously, you might not want to continue on reading. 

The Dude snapped off this above photo back in July 2019. The photo below was sent to me on October 10th 2020. My buddy, My friends, My mate 

Dennis was diagnosed with bone cancer in December of 2019. Still shocking news to me but even more completely stunned on Sunday the 11th when receiving the grim news.

What you must understand here is that Dennis was more than just a human. He was so caring and found a true passion within the automobile industry. His knowledge of road worthy cars was quite astounding really. Dennis was a jokester and he left us way to early.

Tonight, as I write this, his funeral is about to take place on YouTube in about an hours time. Me, I am beside myself. But for his twin, my loneliness matters are rather insignificant. I sympathize with his twin Robert because Den & I gravitated as one. Example?? When Den was driving, I was shotgun. And Robert and The Dude were inseparable. The photo above, can you guess where I was seated??

This past week was beyond strange for me as I waffled through it in a haze. Example??? Ready for this, a number of folks from my past resurfaced with a wide range of undulating issues or life situations to share. I strived towards my best to accommodate, is that the word, maybe compassion would be the preferred word. Who cares. This past week was a struggle for me as I was processing my mates passing but yielding my feelings to others I care for in hopes they could seek the best possible outcome. But the reality of it, not one asked me how I was doing. 

And that is honestly and a bit candidly OK because I am not sure how I would have reacted. Their calls, texts, and outreaches were a perfectly timed distraction from my own debacles of life now that I am reflecting. The above photo was from 1985. The Dude, Robert, Me, and Dennis at my moms place. Not too long after this shot, TJ bound, back when it was a safe place for dancing and under age drinking. Back when every night was a festival. Back when meals were cheap, safety was never a concern because it was the norm, and the donkey show wasn't even a thing. You Know, The Good Times With Even Better Friends  

Sharing my latest acrylic piece with ya. Tuesday, two days after receiving the news of Den, I poured and then painted this piece for Hippy Jim and Susan. Those two crazy kids hit 15 years of marriage and are as happy together now as they were back then. I only wish I had my photos from that ceremony. That whole week is for another update for future posts. 

How all this ties in together you ask??? Denver Chris just hit the big 50 this past 13th of October. Hippy Jim and Susan to the left, Uncle Karl and Janet to the right. This group was very familiar with the twins. We have cross pollinated the twins with The Cheese Family and the twins joined the family in 2004. So on DC's birthday, toasted the twins a few times. Dennis, we successfully honored your life that night. You would have approved. 

We all took a little field trip on the 13th and hit a few watering holes along the way. The Handle Bar Tap House was first, a new bar downtown GJ after that, and consumed refreshingly wonderful homemade pizzas along the river in Palisade. And guess who I spent that night with?? Meet Ben. Ben is an old 9 year old Golden who's owners passed away earlier this year. Ben now travels with the hippies. Quite happy he is and we cuddled until sunrise. I haven't snuggled with anyone or anything in almost two years now. And that may be the problem, I am fucking lonely. I wish I had the gift of love. 


I truly miss laying as one with someone I honesty love and feel completely vulnerable with. To share that moment when the other person shifts positions in the middle of the night and I briefly kiss them on the back of their exposed neck. Experiencing true intimacy without intercourse. Knowing we will wake as a team and able to take on any adventure we so choose. Filling the day with compliments and completing tasks at hand because you want to. Leaving little treats for your partner for them to discovery later on at some point. Spontaneously preparing their favorite meal so when they walk through the door their sniffer senses go into overload. I dearly miss the simple just because hug. 

So my plan was to head down to the San Juans and camp for a couple of days and be back for the YouTube Funeral. As I am driving along with my obscure thoughts, it dawns on me, I AM IN Phuc-N Hotchkiss. Totally on auto pilot, I turned towards Marble as if I was going to work. What A Classic

Of course I amused myself with "Oh Well" and drove on up to Marble. The good news, it was if I had the whole town to myself to share with Old Mr Bear. The calming sounds of a Fall breeze through the evergreen trees was soothing, zero city light pollution offered up the opportunity for Milky Way staring, and my bed roll spread flat under a canopy of shooting stars. One of the best ways to pass out cold. Speaking of cold, I woke up freezing inside my sleeping bag. Found out later that Marble had a low of 34F/ 1c that night. But totally worth it because the night sky was beyond alive. The air was dead still and constellations were almost lost inside all those tiny of tiniest twinkling light years away gases. Stunning 

The link is about to go live. Warned you that you might not wanna read this. Death of a mate sucks!! Oh, and then just when I thought I was near rock bottom, more Sh*tty news rolled in. Halloween is my favorite holiday and you all know this. I love playing dress up. Our group has been creating theme costumes for decades. Last year was Cowboys and Indians, before that was Robots, and so on. As we always do, July 4th is when we set the theme in stone, we all fabricate our costumes during the rest of the Summer months. This year, the two little ones will be Thing 1 and Thing 2. I'm immediately all in as you all know my history with Dr Seuss. Ideas were bouncing around in my mind like a bouncing super ball inside an elevator.  So I have meticulously hand stitched a Vlad Vladikoff outfit together back in September and just started working on the leggings. Just before the news of Dennis passing away, the theme was changed. The kids want to be dinosaurs now so the adults agreed on Cavemen and Women. Phuc-N Yuck!! Does Mr Sun really have to come up tomorrow? Can I possibly take anymore of this? Will the Human Race ever stick by their word? For me, someones handshake doesn't carry merit these days because everyone has a justified COVID cop out.  

Anyway, Me and The Boy Dog with Robert and Dennis from June 2015. I know that The Boy Dog welcomed Dennis with open paws. Together, those two are waiting for me. Looking forward to seeing you both on the other side. Rest In Peace Dennis 




Friday, October 9, 2020

Rough Cut = Rough Times

The migration towards the higher country offered bigger rewards than expected. I just sensed that I was in for a treat but what I witnessed was truly magical. Brick Red Scrub Oak, Green & Yellow Aspen Trees Groves, and Mighty Evergreen Trees standing erect amongst the color palette provided by the Centennial Divide. Sign Me Up

I arrived a day earlier because I had the time and needed the mental break from daily chaos. Plus, it was really nice to escape the smoke filled skies. The Valley took a hit again by the California wild fires. What appears to be cloud cover in the above photo is actually a smokey haze lingering about. Sucks


This is what awaited me on my free day. The ever so soft breeze plucked these golden leaves from their perch and into the air they went. Those little guys floated down towards me in a seesaw swaying motion but the sound they produced while airborne was so special. More than just a rustling sound but more of a comforting blanket of reassurance. Right Here, Right Now 


No trail running these days but the casual hike presented a full on blissed out experience. The leaves crunching beneath my feet, The Crystal River cascaded rushing like sounds off the mountain sides, and one hell of a glorious sunset awaited my stumbling old body into the open space of clarity. Let's Problem Solve 


I carried along the trail and pleasantly never crossed paths with another human. Might have crossed paths with a soul or two but no knuckleheads this trip. YES


The shift of crisp clean evening air was a gentle reminder that my noodles are uncooked and my sauce is still in the mason jar. Would love to have continued on but the hunger pains scrum my walking dreams. Thankfully, boiling water doesn't take all that long and my Full Moon tomato sauce only needs a slight moment under the burner. Best Meal Ever 


ROUGH CUT:

A number of you fine folks knew of this style of material and quite a few asked for some photos. I thank you, I heard you, and I present to you my 9 hour day of manual labor. As The Great Comedian Steve Martin Once Said," I get paid for doing this." 


The ends are stain free because of cracks, splits, or future cuts for fitting to size. My pattern of production consisted of staining each side first and then laying them flat for their first coat. After a few hours, flip over, stain the backside. In this arid climate of about 12% humidity, these boards are dry within about four hours. 


Check out how that massive saw blade chews into these boards like butter. A few 14 footers, a majority of them are 12 footers, a number of 8 foot boards, and then 8 4x2's for trim work around the door, corner edges, and windows. And that there my friends, is about $450.oo of rough cut lumber with about the same dollar amount of oil based stain. Yah00000ooooooo 


The photo below, check out the 4th and 5th boards from the left. A shinny steal bandsaw blade rips these boards to the desirable width but leaves pretty cool markings in my opinion. Hints, rough cut lumber and think leather gloves for my sissy paws. But before applying the stain, those boards smell so good. Totally Raw 


Ponderosa Pine, Douglas Fur, and Blue Spruce for mixing and matching the board & buckle style. Fingers crossed that these bark stripped beauties will start going up before the first snow fall. Time Will Tell


On a good note, really enjoyed working outside. Is this what I want to do?? Sh*T No. But it is work and my office is surrounded by amazingly color changing Aspen Trees, Blue Jays & Crow calls echoing through the lush forest landscape, a perfectly timed light breeze produced by Mother Nature to cool down my core, and clean fresh air surrounds my muffled thoughts. Not a bad combo when rolling out gallons and gallons of stain. So Thats Cool


ORTHO:

There was an Ortho session this week that went well and worth a mention. A client from way back forwarded my contact info and their friend had a jacked up knee issue. They pitched the idea of a backyard session at their place with a dinner afterwards. Dinner It Is 

I set up my table under their Ash Tree and we got to work. I started with the good leg and released the foot, realigned their Tibia / Fibula relationship, and released their Psoas Muscle. On to the "injured" knee / leg. I was simply checking the Cuboid / Talus relationship and a huge clunk "popped" in their ankle. They obviously felt it and looked down the table at me. No Pain, just a very noticeable clearing of a blockage. 


I moved up through the lower leg and nearly address the actual knee. Broke up some fascia throughout their quad by working with Langer's Lines and points. Went on to balance their Pelvis, Sacrum, and Ilium. The rest of the session was basic clearing of Chakras and light key Reflex Points. Throughout dinner, they continued to rave about how great they feel. Ortho-Bionimst, Do Nothing Better 
 

LAST DIP:

My last dip of the year in The Crystal River took place as the water has become painfully cold. The beautiful black sandy underwater beach there still remains inviting but that clear mountain water has a bite. I was dripping with sweat from that back breaking elbow grease job, dropped my clothes as if they were on fire, and slinked myself into the shockingly low currents of The Crystal River. 


All in one walking motion, I submerged myself next to that larger slab of marble. Refreshing as all get out, I only lasted a short few seconds. Like 3 seconds tops. My breath vacated my body just as the last hair on my head slipped under the surface. To once again be free from my own salty minerals, legs & feet rinsed of all brush/roller splattered stain, and wide awake from head to toe I quickly trotted myself back towards the bank completely rejuvenated. By the time the UV Rays hit my butt white skin, my knees, ankles, and toes almost ached from the impact of that chill cold water ways. Not Complaining 


And check this out, a mini rock slide had just happened within the month of September. The soil still appears to hold some moisture content and its hasn't rained in like forever. So I was sort of paying attention but just relaxing in the sun when I noticed this bone projecting from the fresh hillside. Hope its an older deer leg or animal bone of some sort but kinda freaked me out. HALLOWEEN Is Just Around The Corner 


GOALS:

  1. Hike The Monument During The Meteor Shower
  2. Road Ride If The Air Quality Is Healthy Enough
  3. Lift With Purpose & Stop Whining About The Smoke 
  4. Hustle Winterizing Projects For $$$
  5. Sleep In Past 4:30am
  6. Edit & Add To My 'Inspiring Blogs That I Enjoy' List 


BONUS:

This blew my mind. So I have been corresponding by blog with The Hummingbird Tribe for awhile now. Very creative folks over there and they upload award winning photos as well. They offer up art projects, sunset photos off their deck overlooking the lake, and various random events from around their neck of the woods as well. 


I followed their simple instructions and this happy little boxed arrived. With pure excitement, ripped into this sucker and smile came across my face from ear to ear. So Thoughtful 


Completely made with love, this is a handmade bar of Goat Milk Lavender infused soap/salve with a little hint of local honey. This bar of happiness will bring life back into my desert dry cracked skin. I tried my best to stage this photo with natural lighting as to showcase the molded stamped goodness. Very Creative 


So ya see, there really are good people in this world still. Never give up because a damn good samaritan just might be lurking around the next corner of hope. What Else Is Possible 

Stay Strong & Think Of Others First,
Cheers 

Saturday, October 3, 2020

So October 2020 It Is

Leaves clearly morphing into vivd utopia and cooler mornings offer pristine riding opportunities 

NUMBERS:

Hours - 43

PR's - 15

Activities - 20

Miles - 536 / 862km

Days Off The Bike - 10

Total For The Year - 3,232.7 miles ( 3,174.1 Cycling Miles 5,109km )

WATERING:

House sittings gigs have also ramped up due to Fall Colors seekers. These desert gardens still need some H2o on weekends while the humans are flocking to the mountains for that last glimpse of Summer Camping. And as a hose controlling expert, I was judicious when it came to dispersing the proper amount evenly amongst the raised garden beds. Everything is coming on strong now that it is NOT reaching 100F / 38c and 3% humidity during the day. The shorter days helps for sure. The Valley lost 21 minutes of daylight last week.

SPAM?? Hope William Knows

SPAM!!! Sure hope poor William receives his notification some day. 


Dawn Patrol Rides, finding these rides treating me rather well. 




EXIGENCY:

Future Sight Of Healing Options West??? Are You Kidding Me??? I Sure See The Vision. Even Walking This Property Felt Solid In My Bones. Just checked out this site in the sleepy little town of Cedaredge Colorado. Four acres of land, irrigation rights, butted up against Forest Service Land, and book ended by two larger lots that appear established. Both of those lots have a 1990 or maybe 1980's ranch style homes near the back corners of the property lines. In My Wheelhouse 


Following through on a goal of getting my A$$ back up in the mountains for the fall colors. 




Loki doing a little shimmy shimmy shake. The Dude showcasing his smoked pork tenderloin, fresh homemade bread he baked earlier, and sliced triple brie. Oh Baby 


Beat It



My Poor Old iPhone Just Doesn't Give Mother Nature Justice 



Righteous Adventure, No Bones About It 


ASTRONOMY:

Monday and Tuesday moon rises caused me to go speechless. But that Blue Moon on the 1st of Rock-Tow-Ber, YES!!! My gratitude levels were running high and my mason jars were full to the rim. Just in case you are unaware, I pretty damn excited, a Blue Moon is when two full moons appear in the SAME month. In this case, October 1st and HALLOWEEN NIGHT!!!  


The Winter Constellations are creeping their way into the night sky again. In the Northern Hemisphere, space offers a "soft" meteor show on the 7th. Its referred to as the Draconid Shower and will project from the Big Dipper Constellation. Now be ready on in the early 20's of October as the Orionid Meter Showers begin in the south eastern sky. Obviously manifesting out from the Orion Constellation. And lucky us Coloradans, the crescent moon won't interfere with the predawn streaks of light. Dynamic Light Trails 


I Really Like This Shot 


Love This Hillside 

Loki Was Hot On The Scent


Like The Wind, Float - Like The Feather, Fly - Like Your Dream, Live It  


IN CLOSING:

September was a complete Sh*THouse. Lets be honest. For every "good" day, the next three days sucked. The amount of combative people these days is ridiculous. Simple incidents quickly escalated into more than just a beeping car horn. About 5 or 6 months ago, I really had my fingers crossed that the human race would exit their locked down dwellings better people, compassionate, thoughtful, or maybe even sympathetic. Boy was I ever wrong. With a nod to baseball fans, was I ever off base. Was that ever a swing and a miss. Hit The Showers Meat



This video above showcases my photos and uploads for promoting my Radio Shows during the year of 2014. Loads of Boy Dog photos and some amazing scenery photos I shot with an old iPhone3. I didn't recognize that this was my video in the YouTube algorithm feed. The stunning San Juan/ Dallas Divide Fall Colors Photo caught my eye and clicked on it. AND there is The Boy Dog drinking water!!! STOKED!!! Its only 3 minutes long and hope the soundtrack doesn't turn you off. And I sincerely thank you in advance for allowing yourself to screen my film. 

GOALS:

  1. Elevate The Heart Rate Between Lifts
  2. 1,000kms No Excuses 
  3. Photo Montage Of Rough Cut Lumber
  4. Bike Trailer & Solar Set Up Final Configuration 
  5. Remember To Breath, Process, And Then Respond
  6. Mail Time - Goodies Arrived 


Stay Strong,

Cheers 

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