The forecast delivered as predicted that is rain and dropping temps. I have been slippery slimed out of the JEM TH. I am presently parked at the overlook of Hurricane, UT. All the heated buildings and not a chimney spouting smoke. What electricity and petro products have done for environmental modification. How the quality of our lives have improved by eliminating burning of like wood and coal. Hurricane is in a sink hole that would hold in the burned products.
So the overlook surface is crushed rock allowing offroad driving during wet conditions. 4 bar internet connection. Burning the catalytic heater which puts out more heat. I ran it last night on low eliminating the doubling of the down blanket. Still water vapor build up but not frozen. Q. networked w/ adjoining property owner for permission to park in the 1 car wide gap between his shop and next door. Legal place to sleep. No dancing last night or this morning.
Yesterday was just overcast, the air was heavy w/ moisture but kept it all to itself. I put the catalyst pedals on and wanted to experience the pedaling “revolution”. And the forecast was for wet weather until Monday. Ride now or put off excitement. I drove out to the Quail Creek parking area. Good to go, no drops on my new glasses (thanks Steve). I pedaled a bit in the parking lot checking the pedals. My feet seemed happy. I am using the standard installed short pegs which provided sufficient stick to the pedal. Dunno about need to switch to longer pegs. I picked up the newly built trail evaluating the stickiness of the new tread. Soft, it made for slower speed for increased amount of effort but nothing stuck to my tires. Cool. I picked up the Cub Scout loop around and up on the first massif. Lots of chunk to make correct decisions and proper execution. I dismounted several times to hike several sections. Getting back on the pedals takes leaning to place the arch of my foot directly over the pedal spindle. I rode all the way out to the end of the built trail then retraced the now ups and sped down the new downs. The only place I picked up mud was on the old road. Q. said the trail design was for a mesa experience when a rider could not make one of them and that it would withstand riding in the wet.
The catalyst pedals worked my legs differently as it seems that I can push forward at the top of the stroke. So far the assessment is to keep them attached.
Yesterday I opened the front door of River Rock coffee shop. A line was at the counter and the restroom door was open. First things first. I walked out and there was my single shot latte and my name on the cup. Connection. Cool as an expression, the coffee was just right.
I made eye contact w/ a man at a corner table. Shortly he walked to my table carrying a laptop. He said he writes poetry and asked if I would read what he had created. I did. Told a story. We engaged in conversation. It turns out he thought he had met me up at the JEM TH years ago. I recalled that he was from the FLDS community etc. My bearing singled me out. He asked me to post the poem I read on my blog. I said yes. Roman, space is ready.
Interstates and traffic jams are replacing taverns and bars as reasons for parent / child separations.
trump has sole authority to push the BIG button. When the only tool you have is a hammer, everything looks like a nail.