After Thursday’s all-day rain event, which featured thunder and some of the hardest downpours I’ve seen in a long time, I was stoked to be back in the woods early on Friday morning.
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Rain Delay, White Sox
Soiled File Foto.
As I type this, I am in the middle of a rain delay, which, given the forecast of ice, rain, snow, wind, and 33˚ all day, will surely lead to the rescheduling of today’s lumber.
A Double Eagle, Sort Of
After an afternoon and evening of wonderful thunderstorms, the spring-like temperatures of the previous few days left us, the dank, white skies continued , and the air was a chilly 34˚.
With that, I was back to the winter jacket, gloves, and bobble cap for today’s lumber. But there’s no snow, so I will keep my bitching to a minimum.
A Month Salvaged
After a February that saw me lumber only around 70 miles, I went into March being cautiously optimistic. It couldn’t possibly get worse, could it?
Short answer: No.
Long answer: It had its moments.
Not Great, But Good
The weekend was good, not great, but good. There was lots of slack watching crap International break football, a visit from B, and I made a lasagna with homemade bolognese sauce. All good.
Fun Friday
I needed less than 3 miles to meet my 30 in 5 lumbering goal for the week, but ain’t no one going on a 2.5-mile hike. So, I went into Friday with a plan.
The plan was fairly simple; do one of my normal 5-ish mile loops, then follow the river via car down to Meridian Park for some Soiled Photo Creeping. And that’s what I did.
Dank Lumbers & Feeling That Vibe
It was kind of a dank morning for a lumber, but with the snow and ice gone, I really don’t care what the weather is like now, so lumber I did.
Officially A Cathy
As I folded clothes on Tuesday afternoon, I got a message from my friend Steve. He and I worked at the bike shop together a few years ago. He lives about 20 minutes south, and said he had an appointment in town on Wednesday mid-morning and wanted to know if he could tag along for a bit on my lumber before.
Steve is a great guy, and of course, my first reaction was 100% yes. But then I had to think for a minute.
Marble Ryes & A Lumber
As I readied myself for this morning’s lumber in the lot of the park, the Soobie belonging to the Two Aging Hippies and their geriatric dog pulled in.
Chattiness Avoided
Another week of lumbering started with a 5.77-mile loop in some non-spring-like conditions (34˚ and flurries). But hey, there was NO ice or snow on the trails, and there were critters out and about, so it at least gave the illusion that spring will come… someday.