You know it’s August round here when the dragonflies line up to drag race each other, let me crash the party, and spot me a moving head start. I still lost. Grin.
In the first two photos is one of the ranches I pass nearly daily as it’s on the 5 mile jaunt to Woodland Park, from whence nearly all longer rides branch out. It’s been amusing to watch the civil engineers and construction crews wage war against mother nature and her weapons of rain, decomposed granite, and gravity. You can see their latest attempt with the layers berms that are now mostly filled in after a few boomers. The ditch used to be six feet deep. Blessedly cool day in the 60’s, headwinds up and they swapped directions while I was tucked in the hills, so I had them down too. Thunderstorm season likes to do that to me. Sardonic grin. It is fun underbiking with the Quickbeam and Barlow Pass tires. Promotes sitting off the back of the seat for better braking on the single track descents. Flowers are stunning and smell amazing. Bumble bees the size of 50 cent pieces land on these delicate things and plunk them down to the ground, gather their pollen, then fly off as the flower dances with delight. All in all a grand way to while away three hours (45 min. of it lazing with a pipe in a meadow) and make a wee grocery run. Grin. Pictures start here, scroll right https://www.flickr.com/photos/deaconpatrick/29092811925/in/album-72157667890405824/ With abandon, Patrick www.OurHolyConception.org www.MindYourHeadCoop.org -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "RBW Owners Bunch" group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an email to [email protected]. To post to this group, send email to [email protected]. Visit this group at https://groups.google.com/group/rbw-owners-bunch. For more options, visit https://groups.google.com/d/optout.
