10 years ago this month, I started on a new stage in life, I became a cyclist. For the 13 years prior, I did my damnedest to be a mountain climber, and summit Mt Rainier. Over the 13 times, I tried 4 times to reach the top. Hence the name Mountainstroh. Sadly, no matter how hard I trained, this body of mine shuts down at 12,000 feet. Since Rainier is 14,410, that left me a wee bit short.
I can hear some of you thinking (you are LOUD thinkers!) “You have told this story MANY times! Why do it again?”
Well this week, Michelle found a thumb drive I thought I had lost, and on it were all my photos from that climb! Some, honestly, I didn’t know I had. So, sit back, and let me regale you with a bit more detail, and a LOT more photos, about my last climb… Continue reading “The Last Climb of Mountainstroh”
So Tuesday last was our final day to wake up in Walla Walla. It’s a good thing it was, as the smoke got 3 – 4 times worse than it had been the whole time we were there. Overnight the smoke gods descended on the town! It was bad enough that I made us drive the half mile to breakfast instead of letting Michelle walk in that crap. Little did we know how bad it was… Continue reading “A challenging 3 days of riding!”
I have quite a few different routes that I travel when I ride. I have the Lake Washington Loop, The Half lake loop, my regular 40 (a 40 mile loop through Everett and over to Woodinville) and the Seattle loop. (Some of these are my names, so you won’t find them on Google. The Lake Washington loop is real though!)
All of these routes listed have one thing in common: At some point I am on the Burke-Gilman/Sammamish River trail. Continue reading “Nature Surprise”
Ever look around and realize DAMN! the year is half over and HOLY CRAP! it’s already August! I’d been saying all year that the MC (previously known as the Manchild) and I needed to go somewhere just the two of us. Michelle, thankfully, keeps me on track, and this last weekend was the time to do it… Continue reading “A run to the ocean”
I have had many a post about our weather here in the Pacific Northwest. These days, while the rest of the country has been suffering with sweltering heat, high humidity, and generally miserable weather; we’ve been cloudy, a bit rainy and in the 60s or low 70s. In other words, perfect for summer bike riding.
However, cloudy and cool is not the best weather in which to go enjoy Mt Rainier. When we woke up to the drizzle, I considered for a second canceling the trip… Continue reading “The Mountain Gods Delivered!”
As I type this, it is a wet cold day outside here in the Northwest. I have a fire started in the wood burning stove, the Manchild is on the couch wrapped in a big blankie, and on Facebook I see people counting down to the start of summer.
A couple of weeks ago, I was reading a post from a Drawbridge Keeper here in Seattle Titled Beauty in the Gray. I’ve been meaning to do my own post on the subject ever since. Yep, it can be gray and dismal here this time of year. But if you pay attention, and look around you, this time of year is amazing, and in fact, sometimes more spectacular than summer! Continue reading “It’s there if you look”
November in the Pacific Northwest is greeted with a bid a trepidation. It is generally our wettest month of the year. It is also, pure and simple, often the wildest weather month of the year. I have seen pounding rain, flooding , major windstorms, and freezing butt cold, ALL in the same month. Wait, that was THIS year! We had all four!
The only thing we didn’t have, much to my wife’s displeasure, is any snow. Though in past years some of the most crippling snows in Seattle have occurred in November.
For cycling Tony, with this type of weather, one would assume the cycling sucked…. Continue reading “Racking Up the Miles: November 2015”
This was a the perfect weekend for a long ride. The weather was still cloudy and cool. It is 3 weeks until the RAMROD and the Manchild was not up this weekend. Plus, once again Michelle was telling me YES you will ride! Add it all together, it was the perfect day for to catch a ferry and do a century (100 miles) to Sequim and back.
Continue reading “Milestone, Nature ride and “It’s because you are a COUG!””