|The Boy Dog Spring of 2009 - Between 105 & 110 Pounds|
Miles on the Bike - 336
PR's - 9
Hours - 36
Hiking - 7 Miler & 4 Miler
Activities - 21
MAY 2019 - 53 Hours and 788 Miles
Been riding just for the sake of riding. No real goal in mind or targeted zone. Finally received an unprofessional e-mail from EPIC canceling the Carson City Race. Bummer. I will definitely spend my $$$ with other Race Event Companies in the future but never again with Epic Rides.
|Like That T-Rex??|
BCV I was holding down four part time jobs and five volunteer gigs. I went from full speed, a trip to San Diego, to absolutely dead in the waters. Pacing
|All Those Tiny Pools Are Ready For Some Rain|
|Barrel Cacti - Beautiful Slab|
|The Non Operational Flagstone Quarry|
|Healthy Cacti - One The Verge Of Blooming|
|I Personal Love A Flowering Barrel Cacti|
The station is just a weird place these days. Its always had a dynamic cloud but now its just another older building. The lack of leadership is a true disgrace to the founders.
Where do I get off on making that kind of statement?? Easy, I can paint a number of examples of how the station was a nucleus to/for the community. Anything you were ever in need of, a couple of networking conversations and situation solved.
|Through The Clowns Mouth And Over The Path Is The Disc Basket|
|My Latest Acrylic Pieces of Work - Unfinished Still|
|Leftover That Needed To Be Eaten - Roll It Up With Rice - Oh Baby|
|The Wind Blew My Commuter Over - Lucky The Lock Held Its Integrity|
Damn, have I ever been throwing the plastic well lately. The other day, All Pars, Two Birdie and one HS* bogie. My putter is having trouble finding the basket but my mid-range disc is on fire. Pitched my best offer to The Dude about making a Leadville road Trip to play the course up there. The town of Leadville is located at 10,152ft / 3094 meters and offers a spectacular course through the forest pines.
|Someone from New Mexico Signed The THANK YOU Poster|
|A Washed Out iPhone Photo with the Colorado River Flowing|
Boogied out of dodge last week with an ice chest full of cooked meals packed away in tupperware. I sensed the general direction but not committed to anyone direction particularly. A couple hours later, found myself along the Crystal River for a few days. The daytime temperatures were perfect and just a little chilly at night still.
I hiked two old trails that I used to trail run with The Boy Dog on. Well, he would pull me up the mountain and I would happily provide him with treats as a reward. Now, the first day hike, I felt very slow but content. The hike was peaceful, the wild flowers are just about a week out from reveling themselves, and the dirt trails were ideal. Not Dusty Yet
|Took Video Of This Solo Pilot Safety Departing|
|With My Sunglasses On, Looked Like Casper Peering Over The Ridge|
- Write Down Daily Intentions
- Hydration When Feeling Hungry
- Walk With Purpose
- Speak With Meaning
- Century Time On The Road Bike