I know why I picked up this bottle cap you see above. Primarily I removed it from its rusting place at the turnout off Utah Highway 261 just before reaching Interstate 163 otherwise known as the Valley of the Gods otherwise known as the Middle of the Big Nowhere because I hate litter and I …
Stewing from various trivialities among them getting the brush off from a person I’m profiling for a feature — that’s due Thursday! — I hopped onto the bike and expended some pent-up frustro by working up a goodly sweat riding five times around the Silver Lake Reservoir, arriving back home 56 minutes after I started. …
Susan and I welcomed a charming young lady over to the house who was interested in adopting a pup, and the end result is that we were so impressed with her heart and willingness to commit that the one we called “Squeaker” has gone off to have a new and wonderful home and life with …
As I get set to go for a bike ride after this post with plans to be back by mid-afternoon to meet with the first of a couple prospective pup adopters, I’ve been scrolling through the images from our roadtrip vacation and I got the urge to post a couple/three from our Yellowstone excursion for …
Well it looked good on paper. It worked, in theory. But actualizing a weekly evening bike ride utilizing the MTA to get us to Pasadena for a cruise back downtown? That’s a rail line of a different color. It started out well enough with the seven of us getting a timely jump for the three …
With the cancellation of this evening’s group river ride because of lack of a quorum, I filled up my hydration pack and saddled up to go get me a lot of sweat from my beloved Griffith Park Loop ride, roughly 18 miles of varied terrain that goes from urban to riparian to rural and back …
At the IAAL•MAF’s regular weekly ride around the Silver Lake Reservoir, I paused on the westside of the water to snap this inaugural image with my new Olympus Stylus 710: [large version here] And yes, at 6:28 a.m. it was already hot.