Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Missing cell phone found on GMR

Bill found a cell phone laying on the road a bit below mm 11.70. Bill dropped it off at the Glendora PD station.

Two hot ladies on a Monday night bike ride. Cathy and Heather spurred me up the hill. It was a hot evening in the low 90s. My stubbed toe did fine.

Saturday, August 27, 2016

Rod walked his bike down the long straight away near the first hairpin turn with a flat tire. He needed a new tube and a pump. Fortunately a SAG driver for another cyclist assisted. Matt offered his tube and the driver had a full push pump. Rod was able to ride up the road. The marine layer was thicker today. So thick it looked walkable. It was a day to help others and make new friends.

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Gate is open on GMR

Friday, August 19, 2016


GMR is closed due to the blue cut fire

Thursday, August 18, 2016

Blue Cut Fire

Here's an interesting perspective. Compare the size of the smoke cloud to the size of Mt Baldy in the foreground. That's a lot of smoke!

Currently, there is a brown haze on the top of the San Gabriels, all the way to Mt Wilson, so it is likely impacting the air quality on GMR.

Photo by Mark coming soon

Bill took this photo Wednesday morning. The valley was clear as a bell.

GMR Closed due to Blue Cut Fire

Glendora Patch lists GMR closed to motor vehicles.


Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Escaping the house I walked Big Dalton Canyon Sunday morning. Has it been more than a year since my last visit. The biggest change is the clearing of trees south of the camp grounds. Goats don't use chain saws.

Thursday, August 11, 2016

Mark's view of GMR

Mark G. captured the early morning marine layer in the canyons on August 7th, 2016.

Monday, August 8, 2016

Friday and Saturday rides.

Thursday, August 4, 2016

Call me El Loco GMR. Loco or Crazy as I was the only cyclist on the road at 5 pm Wednesday. Crazy as the afternoon temperatures were in the mid 90s. Crazy as I pushed a bit faster against heat and up and head winds. Crazy as I dreamed of an ice pack on my back. The best part of crazy was air that felt breathable. I took the corners out of the saddle. I pondered where the Wednesday evening riders were. Got to the first saddle enjoyed the

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Monday is the race for truth. From the moment the alarm bell sounds at 4:30 am until my head hits the pillow it is a rush to make train and connecting bus. Participate in meetings. Cram in leftovers. More meetings. Reverse the bus and train. Prep for bike ride. By the corner of Sierra Madre and GMR the heat has sweated the day out of you. All that is left is road and pedaling. The reward is the vista. The reward is the downhill after pushing upwards against head winds. The reward is the euphoria from an hour of uphill. The reward is evading motorists for a perfect summer ride.