Monday, January 5, 2015

Birthdays, holidays, the year past, and the one ahead.

I realize I haven't posted for a considerable time.  Various factors I suppose.  A little bit of lack of motivation, a lack of time, and the thought that maybe I shouldn't share everything I think on the Internet.  To quote U2's Bono from  LITTLE BOOK OF A BIG YEAR: Bono's A to Z of 2014:

"B IS FOR BLOGOSPHERE It's enough to put a fella off free speech... the problem about finding out what people think is...you find out what they think." 

A funny thing my father-in-law said also comes to mind.  After mentioning that a mutual friend had posted something on Facebook, he commented that he had gone to Lake Hope Lodge for dinner and didn't even text anyone about it.  All that said, I thought it good to write down a few things about 2014 and start planning for the next year.

Birthdays
As an adult, your birthday becomes less and less of a thing.  Perhaps an excuse to go out for a nice dinner, coffee, or some other self indulgence.  We are still young enough that the kids aren't going to do anything special but yet we are old enough that our parents don't make much to do about it either.  Shelly's birthday was nestled in between high school soccer and my mountain biking trip to WVa.  We tried out best to do Casa for dinner with some friends, but Brock was crawling on the floor and I had to leave early to pick up Ethan from a soccer event.

Between birthdays we filled the time with the high school soccer tournament, a wedding, OU homecoming, and a severely sprained right ankle from lunch time soccer at work. 

Four weeks later, it was my turn.  However, this was the big 40 for me.  I planned to take a few days off of work and spend some time on two wheels.  While I did get to ride both my bike and motorcycle, it was a cool, rainy few days that ended with a viral respiratory infection as a final gift.  No grand, mid-life crisis adventure, just a ride on my motorcycle to Grayson lake and back, plus a bit of a road bike ride the day after.  No parties, no gifts, just one day I was 39 and the next I was 40.  Even my mom, aside from a birthday card, seemed like it was a forgotten day.  We had just a couple years before celebrated what would have been Eric's 40th with a party, cake, and 40 helium filled balloons that we released while singing happy birthday.  Shelly would ask me days after my birthday if I would like to have a surprise party and who I would like to invite.  I guess the one mid-life crisis thing I did do was get another tattoo.  I had been thinking about it for years but more worried about getting a bad one than anything.  I got a cog on my right forearm, specifically, a Chris King single speed cog.  I did a play on words with it and had the artist (though Aaron would call himself more of a craftsman than an artist) change the words to read CHRIST KING.  I can see it while riding.  It is my subtle reminder to keep things in perspective.






Holidays
From there, it was a race through the holidays.  First up would be Veteran's day. This happens to also be the anniversary of Eric's death.  A tough day.  I took the afternoon off work and took the KTM out around the unpaved roads to St. John's cemetery.  It was good to ride for the afternoon and be in my own thoughts.  Ended up running in to my mom and dad at the cemetery and we chatted a bit.



November was also tough as a good friend was dealing with an unexpected relationship problem.  What can a guy that has been married for 20 years offer a guy that is dating and dealing with what seems like high school drama? Not much but a supportive shoulder and a listening ear.  We did some riding, some drinking coffee, and he did lots of talking.

One of my favorite holidays is Thanksgiving.  Something about the idea that we look around and feel grateful for where we are and what/who we have.  The food and afternoon of shooting shotguns isn't bad either.


Then it is a mad rush to Christmas.  We just finished thinking about all we have only to about face and want everything we don't have.  Our families are getting better about trimming down the materialism of Christmas, but we still do multiple parties, over short a amount of time.  While Brock wants to play with his new toy, we have to tell him to put it away for now, we have another house to go to.  By the end Christmas day, Brock lost it when my mom gave him a yellow spoon rather than a purple one.  Dad was surprised.  I had to remind dad what Christmas must be like for Brock after 4 parties in less than 24 hours.  On top of that, I started to get sick on Christmas eve.  By the end of Christmas day, I was losing my voice and feeling pretty worn down.  Friday brought on the fever and a sinus headache with lots of coughing.  I finally got in to my doctor on the following Tuesday where I received antibiotics and the diagnosis of a sinus infection.  No wonder it felt like I had been punched in the face.  After 4 days of fevers and so much coughing my muscles were sore, I was glad to finally get on the mend.  Not much of a Christmas break though.  I spent a lot of time on the couch, reading or watching soccer on TV.  While that sounds great, it isn't me, I like to be out!  No riding except for a couple of trainer sessions over the whole break.  No cutting firewood which I had also planned to do.  Brock and I did take a couple of hikes in the woods.  Something about boys and creeks.








2014
Not a lot to report on the bicycling front for the year.  I only competed in one race.  I did earn a Wolfman award at the Gravel Rouser though. According to my records, I only did 1596 miles for the year (combined road and trail riding) and climbed over 96,000 feet.

2015
I am starting to give up doing too much planning since as Alison Krauss sings, "the planes I had my plans in never got off the ground".  Shelly and I hit the 20 year mark this year.  We never got to go on a honeymoon, so we have been stashing money away to go on a real vacation, just the two of us.  I also hope to get away for a motorcycle camping trip.  Other than that, I have been putting together a list of races and other events I want to consider hitting:

  • The Gravel Rouser - March 19-22
  • OSRS #2 Lake Hope P/B Team Athens - March 29
  • Amish Country Roubaix - April 19
  • Middle Mountain Momma XXC - May 3
  • Mohican 100 - May 30
  • Hilly Billy Roubaix - June 27
  • Race to the Hills XC - August 2
  • Slatyfork Ultra XXC - August 22
  • Revenge of the Rattlesnake XXC - September 19
I probably won't race the Revenge of the Rattlesnake, not on a rigid bike.  That course beats me up.  But we will likely ride it anyway.  The Mohican 100 is a long shot too.  OSRS #2 is a road race that is organized by Team Athens.  I am not much of a road racer, but will probably be there to drive SAG.

Happy new year all.

Monday, September 29, 2014

Getting high

Wow it has been a while since I have posted.  Work has picked up with some new projects.  High school soccer has consumed everything it can.  Brock started preschool.  Ethan and I rode the Buell to the Albany fair to see the tractor pulls.  I am almost done with staining the house, a process of brushing a penetrating oil on every square inch of log/soffit/fascia.  We rescued a couple of kittens.  I did however make it to Davis, WVa for what has become an annual trip to camp, ride mountain bikes, and eat.

John Deere 4030, turbo.  Impressive piece of farm equipment.

I won't say it is impossible to stain every part of the house from a ladder, but I will say it is not safe to do so.  This time around I rented a towable, articulating lift to do the most dangerous parts.

Home for the weekend.

View up the Blackwater river from camp.

Pano view up and down the Balckwater.

Hellbender!

Make sure you go to Thomas on Friday night for a fantastic hamburger at the Tip Top coffee bar.

Good morning.

Open area on the climb along the Canaan Wildlife Refuge area.

Pano view down in to the Canaan Wildlife Refuge.

Somewhere along the Plantation trail at Blackwater Falls State Park.

Pizza at Siriani's.

Pano view from Hoodoo Rocks.

On top of Hoodoo Rocks.

Yes, there are snakes in them rocks.

The Redline enjoying a little sun on Moon Rocks.

Did I mention the rocks?

Moon Rocks.

Two lane covered bridge in Philip WVa.  Happens to also be the scene of the first land battle in the Civil War.

My souvenir, a little dirt from Davis WVa.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Dual Sportin'

Thanks to the guys at Athens Sport Cycles for fixing my two pinched inner tubes from me replacing my tires on the KTM, I got the bike all ready, packed some camping gear, and loaded the GPS for a 1-1/2 day ride and camp trip planned with some friends.

We (Ryan, Bill, Sam, myself) met at Casa for breakfast before heading south east out of Athens.  Soon we were turning on to a Dry Weather Road.  That turned out to be the easy one.  We wound our way about some townships roads and turned past a farm.  The road quickly turned grass covered and them to mud, rocks, roots.  Oh yeh, and it rained over night and continued throughout the morning.  The mud got slick, quickly filling the less aggressive treads (I was glad to have the large knobs of the T63).  At one point we popped out of the woods into what appeared to be a hay field and were greeted with a stop sign, in the middle of the field.  Evidence that we were in fact on an old, non-maintained township road.

Between the workout of pushing 300+ pound dirt bikes through mud and the constant rain, we called the ride after the morning run.  Instead, we rode uptown Athens, still covered in a bit of mud, for coffee and then a late lunch before heading home for a shower (both me and the bike).  Great fun, would like to try it again in the dry!

Couple of things I learned: when doing such a ride, go with someone that is 6'6".  You never get so stuck that he can't get you out.  Second, I need a MX/DS helmet.  I love the Shoei RF-1100, but you don't get a lot of airflow when riding slow.  I roasted in it.

Just get out there.











Monday, July 14, 2014

Exit


He went deeper into black
Deeper into white. 
He could see the stars shine 
Like nails in the night.

Exit - U2

Thursday, July 10, 2014

A month full of randomness

I have said before that I am glad that phones have cameras.  This way I know what I did!

Ethan spent a week camping in WVa with Shelly's folks.  Shelly and I planned to get away for a couple days of kayaking with Brock staying at my folks.  The weather conspired against that plan, but not wanting to disappoint Brock or Grandpa, we headed out for some inside type of fun.  First stop was the Harvest Moon Cafe in Canal Winchester.  This place is worth the stop with good food/drinks and nice atmosphere with brick and black pipe interior.  From there we hit up Iron Pony, REI, Jeni's Ice Cream, Trader Joe's before heading back to Athens for supper (and some World Cup soccer) at Jackie O's.  Fun day to get away.  As an aside, I picked up a pair of TCX Track boots for dual sport riding.  Lot's cheaper than a broken foot.


Speaking of, with a dual sport camping ride planned in a few weeks, I picked up some Michelin T63 tires for the KTM to replace the worn out Sahara's that are on it.  Should make a great dirt road/trail tire.



The following week we decided to pack up a tent and take Brock camping.  The weather forecast for Davis, WVa looked great with highs in the mid 70's and lows in the 50's with fair skies.  We got in to Thomas, WVa and to the Tip Top coffee shop in time for lunch and to watch the USMNT versus Germany cup game. From there we set up camp, checked out Blackwater Falls, the Blackwater River valley views, the Dry Fork River, some pizza from Siriani's, playground time in Canaan Valley and back to camp in time for a fire and marshmallows.  Brock was great and slept like a rock.  We even had a woodcock hanging around in the camp.  Up the next morning around 5am to make coffee while Brock slept in.  We stopped at the Laurel Valley wind turbine installation after breakfast and before having a Hellbender Burrito for lunch.  After that, we headed back home, watching the temperature rise 10 degrees plus humidity as we dropped out of the mountains.










With that, June ended with the passing of a great man, Chad Vanco, a coworker who was fighting cancer.  At only 42 years old with a wife and two kids, it was a tough loss.  I watched the USMNT game versus Belgium at Jackie O's with a few other folks!  We celebrated 21 years since our first date.  Got to take a short trail ride with Ethan.  From there, I have just torn stuff up.  Ethan broke the chain on his TTR.  My MASI road frame is being replaced (under warranty) as the bottom race for the headset bearing came loose from the frame.  The generator quit generating on the old Sportster.  And yesterday my final drive belt broke on my Buell on my way home from work.  Thankfully it wasn't in the construction area I just came out of when it happened and dad was able to pick me up.  Also found a bad rear wheel bearing when I took it apart (most likely related).  And lastly, a good friend lost his job.  I need a bike ride...