Gone Fishin'

HEY!

I'm not actively blogging here anymore. But if you got here because you were searching for something about bikes, you might want to check out my latest project, Vermont Goldsprints. In summer of 2014, I bought a used goldsprints racing setup and have made it a mission to get more bikes in more people's faces by putting on fun races in unexpected places. Come join me!

6.30.2007

Yellowstone Part I

By 8:30 last Saturday morning we were in the car and headed South and East down I-90 toward Butte. Kate made room reservations at the Old Faithful Inn inside Yellowstone for that night, so we had about 300 miles ahead of us. Missoula disappeared in the rear-view mirror in minutes, and by 9:00 we were out past Rock Creek (have a ball at the annual "Testicle Festival"). This is the first time either of us have been that far down I-90 since September 2005, when we moved to Missoula from Cape Cod.

In a little over 100 miles, we came to Butte, where homes and businesses mingle with mine shafts on the side of a massive hill. Rumor/history has it that miners of old tunneled their way into the basements of the brothels and saloons in town. After Butte, you eventually start to climb over Homestake Pass and wind your way down toward Bozeman. There are amazing rock formations around the pass area, what look like (from the road at 75 mph) sandstone spires rising out of the pines. Good bouldering and sport climbing, I'm sure.

We didn't go all the way to Bozeman. We turned off the highway at the town of Cardwell:

6.28.2007

Road Trip!




























Kate and I just got back last night from a whirlwind long weekend to Yellowstone National Park and Grand Teton National Park. There's a lot of photos to edit and put up on Flickr, a lot of scenery and experiences to digest, and not time to do it all in a single or even a couple of posts. So I'll take my time, and you'll probably notice photos showing up first on Flickr, then a few photos here and hopefully lots of descriptions, observations and such. Stay tuned...

6.20.2007

Catching Up

Well, the haircut I got in Seattle has gone shaggy, I went and discovered Google Reader, got busy in other ways, and went and neglected this blog for the most part. So what's been going on? Well, let's start where we left off, with the rest of the Seattle trip. If you click on the Flickr slideshow on your right, you'll notice a few more photos in the stream from Seattle, including the Space Needle, some shots from the sculpture park (giant neon ampersand), and a picture of the spinning globe atop the Seattle P-I headquarters. It was a great trip and an uneventful drive back.

If you keep looking through Flickr, you'll see a slightly more recent photo of me in a yellow shirt, messenger bag and unicycle- that was the creative commute I put together for Missoula's Bike Walk Bus week, which garnered me an award at work.

Blink and you'll miss the following photo, of a massive cedar forest in Idaho. Kate and I spent Memorial Day over in Idaho around Jerry Johnson Hot Springs. After the aggressive naked people left the biggest pool there, we enjoyed a long soak in natural 104-degree water.

You may see a few pictures of some snowy mountains: those would be the Mission Mountains in the Swan Valley, in the northeastern part of our county, about a 1 hour and 45 minute drive from Missoula proper. Work took me there on Friday. Imagine, you arrive at the meeting place, a small plane lifts from the grass strip next to the highway. You make the turn into the old USFS ranger station. People in green pants and yellow shirts mill around. You see the back of an open moving truck, stuffed with duffel bags and old Schwinn industrial bicycles. Then you see the guys with beards, wearing canvas-colored flight suits with high collars, carrying helmets with chicken-wire face masks. Smokejumpers, apparently training here today, practicing water landings in some high mountain lakes. The site visit up in the woods and the views of the Missions weren't half-bad either.

There will be a Google Earth picture that shows Missoula and Mount Sentinel traced with a rainbow line- that'd be my GPS track from the 5-mile race I did on Saturday, part of the Pengelly Double Dip. I kept my miles under ten minutes, and was happy to do so, considering the climb to the "M" at the start.

That about wraps it up for pictures. There's an off-road single speed bicycle project to photograph and document, and some pictures of my Dad with his new car purchase to show as well, but those will have to wait for me to take and scan the pictures, and to come up with the words to go with them.