Yesterday i drove in from Dry Creek canyon to Altitude cycle for internet work I socialization. Turned on computer and like magic, just riding along, stuff that the computer would not access internet. So began the phone calls listening to several techs w/ English as second language and over a cell phone connection. And then maybe MS was pushing updates that some took others were retracted. Almost everytime I turned the computer off per the tech request it wanted to run updates. I pretty much stayed working the fix till 4:45 after spending about 30 mins w/ an english speaking woman. I needed to meet Troy @ 5:00 @ his shop. My patience was past fried. The last attempt the tech wanted failed. I told her I had to go, my patience was gone and I was that close to putting it under my left rear wheel and backing over it.No internet for the day.
Troy didn’t show which was good & bad. bought a prepared spinach salad for dinner. Drove back out to McCoy Flats for sleep spot. 3 miles by road from rt 40, maybe 2 miles by raven. RT 40 is Main st. Loud motorcycles & cars ply the street. The noise rattled me. And the heat under a cloudless sky w/ no shade was cooking me in the van. AT 10:00 bedtime it was 80 degrees outside.
Plan today was to ride from corral camp for 2 hours, drive back into town for $1.50 shower @ rec center, buy propane, then drive to Park City. The last tech call @ 7:00 told me of a Verizon store that could fix my internet issue. All things happened.
Rode Jackalope & Serendipity trails on the corral side of raod. Fun trails on desert soil. Up higher was round river roack, down lower it was crushed rock & packed dirt. Got to steer again. I likened the first day of riding like driving my old Golf-GT VW: carving corners. So much fun. My bike stuck to the ground. So much fun. The uphills still hurt by the downs & flats were just a hoot. Today’s ride was 15 miles climbing 2012′ out in the big sky desert.
Shower @ rec center.
Stopped @ Ace for propane. Spitter valve doesn’t perform. Needs attention relying on internal shut off valve. A woman filled the tank, the spitter didn’t vent leading her to think no propane went in in spite of the meter reading 4.9 gals. She mentioned this to another store employee. He walked out to my van. he assessed that propane did indeed go into m y tank. And the spitter needs help. He noticed the Bike Mag pic on the side of my van. I told him it was from a mag article. He went into the wow zone then pulled out a pocket spiral notebook and asked me for my autograph. Not even a mtn biker. he went on about me being famous. I asked him if he was know for something. He said he pulled up his ship’s anchor that was entwined in an old sailing ship anchor. He begged his skipper to waypoint the location. He didn’t. Some time later the guy, Red, read that one of Drake’s ships had been discovered and his boat’s Danforth was hocked into Drake’s anchor.
Route took me westward on rt 40. Further west meant more moisture as trees morphed from cedar & juniper to firs.
Made Verizon store. Road construction trashed the main drag in front of store; he had no customers. He worked on my computer via telecom w/ another tech. Several more joined in conversation. Problem moved to trouble ticket ( meaning bigger problems). Used the store’s wi-fi. I was told I would be called w/i 3 days . Walked to grocery store & back and the phone rang. Another tech was on the line. He instructed me, in just minutes he fixed whatever.
Internet back.
Drove up to Silver Valley lodge area @ Deer Park & parked in parking lot which is right near the eastern TH for the Mid Mountain trail. Big ego palaces cover the mountainside. Hope to sleep unrousted.
Visited Cole’s sporting shop in Park City to buy trail map.