A break in wetness occurred on ed for me to perform a parking lot service on my bike parked in front of Absolute Bikes in VOC. Location chosen for shop support to break free my crank arm and in case I needed knowledge above my base level. I switched back to 30T chain ring and its chain. Why I am not working in a shop: I swapped out the rings then put the crank back in and started to tighten the bolt. I looked on the pavement: oopps, needed washer on the ground, back off the crank bolt then put on the washer then put crank arm back on and tightened the bolt. Checked my work, oopps, both cranks are in same orientation. Back out the bolt, correct crank orientation then tighten down. Practice makes perfect, all parts correctly installed and functioning.

Then to reacquaint my body to larger ring I pedaled Verde Valley School rd out to Oak Creek and Red Rock crossing. Several washes crossed the pavement with several more out on the dirt surface. Was able to ride through the flows as were internal combustion engine rigs. Arrived at turn around to see raging creek covering entire dry feet crossing rocks. No way today to cross.

Body did not care for the effort as my breathing was really labored, ring was not the issue.

Yesterday was laundry day. Clean clothes. Doug invited me on their dog walk out Carroll canyon area. We found trails to be dry and bikes that went by us were not muddy. Carroll canyon area faces S receiving impact of SW winds both wet and dry, sun breaks thru clouds that takes back what clouds dumped. A short sprinkle hit us at our low point turn around to hike back uphill. Drove back to VOC.

Last night I watched the Zags beat UCLA on a last second 3 pointer like 2 years ago. Nail biter. Zags move on to Elite 8 on Sat.

Sitting at laundromat parking faced into sun sucking up cloudy solar gain and waiting for predicted sunny afternoon for a ride. Oops, sprinkles on windshield.

Rain falling on rocky land flows off down washes until source of water flow ends be it rain or snow melt. Then washes become dry. This is the wash at the mall running mostly clear of carried sand.

 

 

Just observing, not voicing opinion as to weather shift. This spring has been very wet here in Sedona, high desert. My rides happen between wet trails drying out then another rain event several days later. Frost has left the ground which allows water to perc downward and when humidity is sufficiently low evaporation. Doug and I rode Fri and Sat on dry trails, I rested on Sun, Mon forecast and what was outside said wet, windy, and chilly. Another rest day. Forecast for Mon night was rain with intensity increasing Tues to heavy rain flood warning. Sitting in environmentally protected dry and warm van crossing my fingers every time the heater starts lighting process. Of late it has performed per the book. Please turn on the green LED. Yes, forthcoming warm air. (An aside.)

Sat Doug and I rode out other side of Dry Creek starting from firearms shooting and parking place. This spot is chosen for dry feet crossing of now not Dry Creek.

Above is what crossing would be like downstream. The creek divides ride choices. Very few riders sharing trails over here plus cross country choices to incorporate with system trails. However, the ride has to repeat part of the start to return to bridge. Creek boating play opportunity.

Which gets us to this and more, note the sky.

Doug proposes a route that I comment for understanding and feedback. He has entire route figured. I break it down into chunks, a piece at a time to finish the whole. Our ride covered 16.6 miles climbing 1339′ pedaling for 2 hrs 3 mins of Sedona singletrack. I spent 1 hr 11 mins in my 80 to 90% heart rate effort range. Yes, my body’s blood plumbing system has issues not fully understood for possible treatment. Doug envisioned a longer loop, we hit determined turn around point, Doug said heading back was OK.

I spent the night in town. Sunday evening was Zags 2nd game in the big dance to watch at PJs. St Mary’s played earlier which I gave up being outside to watch others be active. After that game I walked back to my van at the mall to feed myself and clean up. I misjudged time required to clean up to sitting at the bar at PJs for the game. I left dirty dishes in the kitchen, the first time in the van and prolly for my life. I lived as I cleaned up after watching the Zags win. PJs was dead, at game’s end I was the only patron. Justin, the bartender, told me earlier that if the place was dead he would turn down the jukebox music and turn up the announcers for the game. Which he did.

Yesterday I returned to my existing dentist’s chair for determining what was still causing my head pain. Dentist took full head X ray and tapped and probed the upper left teeth. Furthest molar became the tooth of interest. Reading Xray revealed that that molar was dying(?) & dumping bad stuff into rest of my body. Root canal ruled out, extraction cures my head ache and possibly other issues. Next week that tooth is down the road.

Rain still falling.

Later

This wash dumps into Dry Beaver which is now raging dumping into Wet Beaver which is per its namesake. Verde Valley School road to go out to Turkey creek crosses several washes on pavement that are posted do not enter if flooded. Several more crossings are on dirt surface. People live on the other side of respective washes. They are either staying or can’t get back. More wet forecast. More sitting inside. Color of water is red as that is the color of the eroded sandstone being carried downstream until flow can no longer carry it. The 2 big man made impoundments on the Colorado River are settlement basins raising the riverbed lessening amount of water standing. 30 feet ain’t 30 feet no more so to speak.

Sitting inside: I am comfortable, I have what I need or make do. I believe I have sufficient water and propane to make it to tomorrow and eatables for same.

Yesterday I failed to put the cover over my bike when rain was not falling and in spite of forecast. My bike remains uncovered, when does it becoming too wet to cover? That time passed. Nature is pouring water on the upward facing surfaces then dripping to the underside carrying caked dirt then dripping onto jobox. Just not forcefully hitting the under surfaces. The 2 cables are completely shielded, be the shits if rain enters at bar end. Leaving a bike uncovered in this intensity of rain is a first. Add this to dirty dish first. First tooth extraction.

I switched to a 28T chain ring for easier pedaling that I hoped would ease my pedaling effort which it did. I started with a 30T count that I have ridden for years when I switched to a 1by drivetrain. The revel website read a 32T was max size ring. I asked them what effect the 28T would have. Answer: bike designed for a 32T and smaller size detracts from suspension performance. I suppose that going back to 30T gets suspension working better. I’m having a problem wrapping my head around the larger more demanding effort 32T to get the optimum suspension. Have to go thru 5 stages of acceptance. I run an 11 speed 11x46T cassette.

 

This spring here in Sedona has been one wet event after another. Two weeks ago it was snow, since then several rain events, one of which was Tues night dumper, creating Oak Creek flooding and rock slides on 89A in canyon. I parked facing a wash and watched runoff rise up its sides. mass dump. Wed morn the flood was just a trickle. No riding on Wed.

Steve arrived Mon afternoon full of anticipation of riding red dirt instead of white snow. We did a short ride around Big Park. Beautiful day for reacquainting him to Sedona riding as I enjoyed his smiles. Earlier this year I became aware of the demands this riding extracts from a winter body not conditioned for the all around body workout riding.

Steve took this of me, seems my belly protrudes as the shutter is released

We  spent peaceful and comfortable night out off Beaverhead.

Tues we me at shooting pit off Dry Creek ride to ride trails on other side of raging Dry Creek which is swollen by melt and run off covering every dry feet stepping stones. Our ride immersed Steve into a mix of system and cross country trails. 13.9 miles climbing 1106′ pedaling for 2 hrs 9 mins. Forecast called for rain event as day progressed as we observed clouds dropping and blocking out the sun. It was coming so we shortened our ride to beat the rain. Parking at this spot staged us for crossing Dry Creek on name sake road bridge. The creek would have made a thrilling class  2 rapid, more importantly for us was dry feet. Our route would have been a lollipop return to cross this bridge, however we shortened our ride per above taking Dawa and a wet feet crossing, water reached mid shins with velocity. We beat the rain. During the ride Steve’s wife called telling him that  she had fallen on snow and had possibly broken her wrist. Steve heeded her call for help by cutting his multiday visit short and driving the 2 days back to Bellevue, ID and white dirt.

Spring break season in a non beach town swells traffic to almost unimaginable levels. Tues driving back to VOC took 28 mins to coast down the hill and thru Talaqua what ever. I spent night in outlet mall.

Oh, the parking lot at former outlet mall. Signs are posted banning overnight parking or camping which I had honored. Mike at the Worm used to have his business here and knew the property manager whom I met years ago in his store. Mon I was parked there when a pickup pulled up beside me and the driver struck up a conversation. I clicked on the person was said manager. I asked and was given overnight permission. Score. Paved sleep spot.

Wed heavy rain loosened rocks to slide onto 89A up the canyon closing it. Thurs I had a heart test up in Flag, My only route was driving I17 uphill and because it was Thurs I needed to find a laundromat in Flag. Made the drive and washed clothes at found laundromat near NAU. I put my wet shoes in the warming sunshine on the passenger seat. Mostly dried out. Additional data gathered on my heart. Drove back down to VOC. S bound slow lane on interstate has many patches of broken pavement, driving over them jarred my eye teeth.

Doug and I sought to ride on Friday but concern was for dry trails after rain during the night. We met at Sunset park with acceptance of having to turn around because of muddy trails. We were surprised at how dry they were and so few muddy spots. Sunshine.

Carroll canyon side. My breathing has become more labored, air goes in and out yet I get out of breath on climbs. Seeking to learn cause and if repair is possible. Is it age or bad body parts?

Friday night, ST Pat’s day, was Gonzaga’s opening game in the Big Dance. PJs in VOC is my go to watching spot. Today the drive thru the Y took less time. PJs was packed with patrons wearing green. I am Pagan and refused anything green. Zags won to advance to next round on Sun. They are a number 3 seed.

Today back up in West Sedona for a ride. Forecast next week is for more rain events. Many dry days will pass before Dry Creek can be dry feet crossed.

Shocking: Steve said ebikes were allowed on Croy trails outside Hailey which are on BLM land. BLM’s official ebike policy is that they are only allowed if the local manager has signed a document permitting them. The local manager by passed that process by changing the designation of the trails by allowing all 3 classes of ebikes. Class 2 is full electric with throttle and without pedals. Mayhem. Trailforks has not been revised to this change.

In an attempt to pedal with a bigger smile I had a 28T Absolute Black oval chain ring, down from 30T. First ride proved an improvement as the smaller ring made pedaling easier. When I rode with Steve, who is slower than me, allowed me to lessen my effort. However, with speedy Doug I was back to being out of breath.

Sunny Sat AM, 48 degrees, and a stiff breeze, forecast wants high winds.