Book Review: The End of Ice, Bearing Witness and Finding Meaning in the path of Climate Disruption, by Dahr Jamail

Fair warning folks, this not my normal book review.

I generally do cycling books, with a few exceptions. This one though, is without a doubt, the BEST book I have read on climate change, and the effect mankind has and is having on the planet right now.

My compatriots out there who know we are messing up the planet would love this book. However, for those who don’t, read the post Maybe it will get you to read the book. And reading the book might, just might, shed better light than I have done trying to convince you. It is THAT good a book! Continue reading “Book Review: The End of Ice, Bearing Witness and Finding Meaning in the path of Climate Disruption, by Dahr Jamail”

Is anyone else surprised that this is the last day of January??  Seems like the year just started. yet here we are with Groundhog Day just around the corner.

I will take a minute to brag. With a combination of indoor miles on the trainer and outdoor rides on the weekend, I have cranked out 376 miles this month! Plus who knows how many miles walked on the beach and walked (even ran!) on the treadmill. I am kicking the winter food binge smoothness and getting back to what I want to be, one bad assed cyclist! More on that to come.

But I digress, this is about this week, and damn I liked it, especially the last 3 days. Continue reading

The night sky puts on a show

A year ago, Michelle and I were getting excited. The finishing touches were being put on the house, the Mighty P had given its final blessings and Mark, Kim and Rob were on board to come up and help move us south.

We were looking forward to so many things. Watching whales and seeing eagles, beach walks and crashing waves. Sunsets and wind storms. Tide pools and light houses. Good wine and good food, and just flat being together at the coast.

One thing I hadn’t thought about though, was the night sky… Continue reading “The night sky puts on a show”

Listen to the locals

It was a busy weekend for Michelle and I. We played Santa and delivered some presents, did some shopping, and (gasp) went to an orchestra Christmas concert. Yes boys and girls, I got some culture! Even an Oboe solo! Though I was disappointed that they did not play Bob and Doug McKenzie’s the 12 days of Christmas, it was fun.

So after our running around we decided to go out for a late lunch, watch the Seahawks (who LOST) and watch the waves. We MAY have saved a life or two today… Continue reading “Listen to the locals”

Dawn to dusk

So, in a week or so, Michelle and I will hit the 9 month mark of the day we moved to the coast. There were those who believed, and hell maybe still believe, that we’d get tired of living here.

In all honestly, just like anywhere, there are work days that suck ass, and days where nothing all that memorable happens. There is magic at the coast, but that magic does not happen every day.

But then there are days like today. Where from before sun up, to after sun down, the coast puts on a show! When that happens we love it! And since it happened today, I wanted to share with you… Continue reading “Dawn to dusk”

There were some first time evers today…

Ladies and gents, we looked at the calendar last week and realized that this coming Thursday is Thanksgiving. That means it is November. Here in the northwest, both Seattle and the Oregon Coast, November is supposed to be the rainiest and wettest month of the year. Sometimes in Seattle it rains so much water comes OUT of the drains.

This year, we have had maybe two days of rain all month…

Continue reading “There were some first time evers today…”

Riding the birthday years

Funny thing about us cyclists. We do our best to come up with reasons to ride. Just for the bragging rights and a patch, we will ride 200+ miles from Seattle to Portland in a day.

Or 150 miles and 10000 feet of climbing on a hot summer day.

But there doesn’t need to be a patch. Somewhere along the way some cyclist came up with the birthday years ride… Continue reading “Riding the birthday years”