As we all know, many of my discoveries happen when I am on a bike. However, in this instance, I have ridden by the location I am blogging about many times, and had never taken a right turn to check things out. In my defense, most of the time when passing the tiny Town of Neskowin, I have had over 90 miles under my legs and I have a big hill coming up and I just want to get home and eat….
Today, though, Michelle and I went to Neskowin on purpose. We wanted to check out the Ghost Forest near Proposal Rock… Continue reading “A Science and History lesson”
As any regular reader knows, 4 months ago Michelle and I moved to the Oregon coast, Lincoln City to be exact.
What some may not know is that to do so, I changed jobs. I was a corporate trainer. I molded the youth of the Mighty P in my image. More specifically, I trained claims adjusters for the insurance company I work for. Walk through any office, and you will find the vast majority of the claims people who work there were trained by me at one time or another.
I was the claims cowboy and I was a DAMN good trainer!
But, to move here, it required moving back to being an adjuster. Which, in some eyes is a step backwards, and in other eyes a sign of insanity…. Continue reading “Any regrets?”
The Pacific coast is cyclist destination place. People fly from all over the world to ride a bike along the Pacific coast of the USA. Back in 2016, Rob and I met Aussie Bob.
Who flew into SeaTac airport in Washington state and was cycling to San Francisco to catch a ride home.
Today I met another person doing the same thing, and I helped him on his way… Continue reading “Cyclists take care of their own!”
Many of my posts begin with the fact that I am learning new stuff about where we now live all the time. This one is no exception. This time it’s about the weather.
Michelle and I have a running joke that the weatherman and weather apps flat have no idea what our weather is going to do. We look outside on a day its supposed to rain, and its sun. A day that is supposed to be calmand the trees are bending over. We just look at each other and laugh and say, “They don’t know!”
This week the story has been fog… Continue reading “Taking advice from a crazy guy on a bike”
One week ago, from the time I am starting this post, Rob and I were almost 3 hours south of Centralia, and starting to cuss the rolling hills. As hard as a 200 miles ride is, the prep is just as tough. There are hours upon hours of training rides and being away from home. That means one weekend day is taken up with a ride and the other ends up being errand day. It aint easy on a cycling spouse to have someone gone that much.
Given that, the big training rides are over! Therefore we decided today would be a fun day to do something together we had never done.
Continue reading “A bird’s eye view”
Here we are, three days after crossing the finish line in Portland. My rear end no longer pains me when I sit, the old man noises have dwindled some and I was able to walk the neighborhood with Michelle.
The bike still sits in the garage and will NOT move for another week, but the body is on its way to recovery.
This was my 4th time on this ride, the first was exactly 10 years ago, and I did it in two days, the rest were all 1 day rides.
These are just some random thinkings about my rides and the STP in general… Continue reading “Seattle to Portland Thoughts”
Well ladies and gents, let’s go into the Way Back and machine and dial-up 4 years ago this weekend. In 2014, late on Saturday night, our hero, rolled across the finish line in Portland.
It was the 2014 Seattle to Portland, I had ridden 200 miles in some seriously brain frying heat. I look pretty spry here, but 10 minutes later…
I looked more like a zombie! In all honestly, I had planned be done with that ride! I said never again.
Then 2018 hit… Continue reading “I know, I know… I said I would never do it again….”