Can't Escape Now

A six bladed home made helicopter with a go-pro camera on board. Matt reports it is three feet long.

Bills photo from mile marker 7.

School bus driving school on the mountain

School bus training happened on May 10th, 2013.

Saturday Ride

Alot of great folks riding the road on Saturday.
Maria.

Kim and Mike.

Brent, Linda and crew.

T.J.

Rick.
His motto: "Mountains make you stronger. Wind makes you meaner."

Maria and Cary
If summer is here, I must get on the road sooner to beat the heat. Hope everyone comes back to enjoy the climb.

Wednesday Ride

After Friday's ride on a day that temperatures peaked at 100F, the winter gear was packed away. Warm weather is here and good bye cold. Then the clouds appeared and rained over the weekend. It was still cloudy on Wednesday evening. I missed the blood pressure screening at work. The line was too long. Another colleague related how good they felt after visiting the gym. Cardio, weight training, keeping trim. Perhaps that spurred me on.
Still a moment's hesitation as I stood at the cusp of the garage dressed to ride with a warm jacket, leggings and a hat for the descent. I pushed on and the ascent by the Ranger's station was hard as always. Gaining momentum I felt power in the legs on the journey up the hill. Sitting back farther in the saddle. The speed increased nicely. My plan was to turn around when I saw friends coming down the hill. There were very few people out. Runners coming down from the Garcia/Ridge route.
I spied two riders in grey nearing POM corner riding up. I could hear talking. About a third of a mile in front of me. Rabbits to chase. I surprised myself as I closed the gap.
I recognized one of the riders, my friend.
Turned around at the saddle. Used all the warm gear for the freeze downhill. Strong ride. Calories burned. Endorphins coursing through the veins.

Friday Ride

Quiet day on the road while Bill and I rode to the shed. Met Wayne on his way down the road. Good to catch up and see that I can ride and a real wimp when it comes to pain..
The real news started after I left the mountain. A motorcyclist crashed on GMR around noon today. Story here. http://glendora.patch.com/articles/motorcyclist-injured-in-gmr-crash

Begin Again

Happy to be on the road and on a bike. The First Monday night and Wednesday evening ride in forever. OK, more like six months. I reconnected with Mike who runs with his dog. I rode to the First saddle both nights. It is a good spot to turn around. The bee swarm on the dirt was amazing and scary. I got as close as I could with out being threatening to the bees and then zoomed in. No stings.

First day out

My first recovery ride after the fall at the race. The doctor said no hills, no stairs, no backpack. Flat only. I measured my progress and the decreasing of pain with mile walks at work. Friday had beautiful weather warm not hot, sun not fog, my bike fresh from a tune up was ready to ride. Less traffic on the week day to distract me and ease me back into the rhythm of the road. The sun poured down, its time for sunscreen. The winter chilliness is now a mere memory. Bill and I rode to the shed, while Matt took Highway 39 up the backside of Glendora Mountain Road.

Scooter was also back looking for a hand out.