I am not sure how it has happened, but for the last 4 years my annual miles keep increasing! A the end of 2014 I had 3483 miles. In 2015, I broke 4000 miles for the first time ever, hitting 4209 miles. 2016, I once again set a record, with a surprise 4470 miles. When I saw the final I ALMOST went out for another 30… But decided against it.
This year I blew the doors off the totals. 5077!! Again a new record, and first time over 5000. Y’all here, and my Facebook followers were tracking my quest for 5K these last two months. And I shouted from the rooftops when I made it.
Ladies and gents, I am not like most avid cyclists in a couple of ways. First off, I have only one bike, It is my commuter, long distancer, multi day trekker, errand runner, indoor exerciser and over all work horse. I figure I only have one butt, so I only need one bike.
I also NEVER set a mileage goal for the year. I set out to ride as often and as far as I can, but I truly don’t want to put any stress on myself for riding. It’s supposed to be enjoyable. If I set a goal, I will start berating myself if I don’t get ‘enough’ miles each month.
So, this morning I was perusing my news app on the iPad. For the record, I made a point to skip the political crap that always tends to make me grouchy, It was a crisp, early Saturday, we had slept in, and I had cranked out one serious headwind 48 mile ride after work last night, I wasn’t in the mood to be cranky.
So what happens when it is halfway through the month of December and our hero Mountainstroh has a total of 10 (nope not a typo, ten) bike miles so far? Well for one, he starts wondering just how many layers he will need to ride in 30 degree weather, and for two, the blog needs other inspiration to keep it from dying an early death. Tonight I stumbled on a bit of a spark. Continue reading “Its been a long haul”→
Ladies and gentlemen I have been on hard rides, I have done more than one blog post about the ones that are seared into my memory. And, I have, during a climb to Chinook pass, been told by a group of Harley riders that I was, in fact, “Hard Corp!” No matter how tough I am though, the ladies I got to spend this last weekend with are tougher than I will ever be…. Continue reading “Tougher than I will ever be!”→
Way back in 1995, when I first thought about climbing Mt. Rainier, I started reading real life adventure books. Up in the attic, in 4 big tupperware containers is the resulting library. I have books on mountain climbing, arctic travels, rafting rivers and, of course, cycling. (We have a small house and no room for a big book case)
I am reading one now, and will review it as soon as I am done. As much as I enjoy them, sometimes they make me sad. Here I am, living a cushy life, soft bed, great wife, plenty of food, and a decent job. Yet when I read these stories, I see what I could have done when I was younger.
Shoot I have one friend, Sarah, (Honoring my Compass ) who is currently cycling Patagonia, and another two friends Megan and Poodle (Great World Trek) who motorcycled from Tierra del Fuego to Texas, and will now go from Ethiopia to South Africa.
Instead I did the responsible thing, got a job, raised two great kids and got tubby…
I am not a big country and western fan, but there are a few I will bust into ‘harmony’ (or lack there of) with when they come on the radio, or Pandora or someone’s play list. One it Garth Brooks’ Friends in Low Places.
Well I’ve got friends in low places, where the whiskey burns and the beer chases the blues away, and I’ll be okay….
Now I’ve got three friends who date back from the WSU days. I’ve done many a post that involved Jim, Dave and Scott.
We have helped each other time and again. And even though we may see each other in person less than once a year (even less for Jim who is on the East Coast) our friendship never suffers. Yesterday, it was my turn to call for help Continue reading “Friends in Low Places”→
As with most people, I am part of Facebook. Unlike some, I like it a lot. It keeps me up to date on what is going on, lets me tell stories. vent, poke the bears and, sometimes the best part, hide or delete those that annoy me the most.
Sometimes, though, you get pure gold! A post or picture that resonates. This happened yesterday when I saw this