The week of lumbering has been damn good so far, and dare I say I have been feeling better mentally and physically than I have since roughly last October. *knocks on every piece of wood in the house* Spiderweb
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Post-Graduate Lumbercation
I had an excellent but busy weekend with B’s graduation and the celebration of said graduation.
The graduation was great, and bit overwhelming. There were over 1,300 grads just in the Com-Arts-Sci Department, and multiple other departments were having ceremonies all weekend long!
Buttered Nubbins
Is your nubbin buttered? Would you like us to assign someone to butter your nubbin?
I’m fairly certain that no one on earth, aside from me, calls tree buds, flowers, and other plant-based woodsy matter “nubbins” (short for Nature Nubbins). However, like most of the stupid things I think, say, and write, it popped into my head years ago and never left my lexicon.
The Essence of Wetness
Moisture is the essence of wetness, and wetness is the essence of beauty.
– Derek Zoolander
As predicted, the week has been a busy one, but that hasn’t stopped me from getting on the trails. I just couldn’t go as far as I may have wanted to.
Wednesday, I got to the trails just after 7 AM and did a quick 4.39-mile loop. A loop that was only “quick” because I saw virtually nothing that I wanted to photograph, and the shots I did take were complete shit. Not one keeper!!
Miles, Blooms, and Missed Turtles
After two days of pseudo-slack, I was up and at the trails at 7 AM on Monday in search of miles for feetz. Miles were found.
A Soiled Anniversary
Today, April 28th, is the 20th anniversary of The Soiled Chamois. We all know it should have ended long ago, along with nearly every other bike blog from the early 2000’s. But, as they say, here we are.
Much has changed along the way, for better and for worse, but for some unknown reason, I keep hitting the publish button. For that you have my apologies.
I like to think the way I write has got better over the years, along with my perspective on things like bike racing, bikes, photography, and life in general.
The bulk of the bike-oriented blogging was done from 2005 to 2013 and on Google’s Blogger platform, and sadly, when I look back from time to time, I can’t say I enjoy reading it; that’s why it remains offline these days.
There’s a saying out there amongst office-working types; “This meeting could have been an email.” Well, I think it goes without saying the bulk of my posts over the past 20 years could have been a Facebook post or, better yet, maybe just not posted at all.
However, I am a creature of habit, and this digital fish wrap helps me bring my favorite hobbies together, share some words, and have an outlet for the creative part of my brain that I don’t know how to shut down. (I imagine more stuff before 7 AM than most people do all day!!)
At best, I hope my blog can inspire you to get outside or maybe laugh. And at worst, you find me an insufferable prick that can go fuck himself.
The blog post below was the first “real” post I did as The Soiled Chamois. I don’t have any photos from the ride, but I included one of me and a 15-month-old B-Man taken a week or two after that first post. The pic is just before the start of my first race of the 2005 season (The Revenge of The Rattlesnake XCM in West Virginia). B looks less than thrilled to be on the start line, and 33-year-old me looks emaciated compared to 53-year-old me!
I don’t think I have another 20 years of this shit show in me, but until my hosting plan runs out, I’ll be here.
Later.
It Might Be Spring Now
It seemed like Thursday was the first day Ma Nature deemed that spring could officially begin, and I was eager to embrace the day proper.
Despite arriving home late from our trip to Lansing (More on that later, but I will say “late for me,” is arriving home at 11 PM, but that is 2 hours minimum past my bedtime!) I was still up at 5:50 and eager to get in the woods.
Nubbins, Birds, and Premieres
The week thus far has been productive in the lumbering and photo departments.
While the mornings are still pretty chilly, spring is definitely in the air, and the forest is slowly becoming alive with activity and burgeoning nature nubbins that will soon turn the trees green.
Monday Nubbins
I was fed up with the lingering post-flu cough I had, so on Saturday morning, I took a not-so-speedy trip to the local Urgent Care, where I arrived just as their computer system crashed, thus preventing me or any of the 4 people ahead of me from being processed and seen in an “Urgent” manner.
The Week’s End
Thunderstorms moved through the area before sunrise on Friday morning. Along with that came some warmer temps and I fully expected to see the woods brimming with activity when I hit the trails (in shorts!!!) a bit later; it was not.