Half Moon plus Half hearted equals Full Day in the Mountains

Bobbie suggested some south-facing hikes, the idea being snow would be "manageable." She was coming off a 3 day work week, raring to go, while I was coming off a 2 hour tango with Camp Bird Road, in need of a masseuse... preferably young and strong and female. 

The Inhuman Race

Another week, another bike ride with Marathon Man Lenard. His days in Colorado are winding down, so we are trying to squeeze in as many trips as time allows. Gonna miss that mangy skinny-assed raw piece of leather Texan, even if he does kick my butt every damn time.

Red Rovers, Red Rovers, Running Red Mountain Ridges till the end of October...

I wanted our 30th anniversary hike to be memorable... something Bobbie could neither forget nor forgive.

The Troll Under the Bridge... A Hike around Lovely Ouray's newly extended Perimeter Trail, then a Pastel Painting update

Ouray's Perimeter Trail was recently extended, complete with a new bridge over Oak Creek and a resident troll living underneath.

My Giant

Dad, clowning with brothers Milton and Harold

That's him in the middle, the big guy, sporting jazzy white bucks, bell-bottom slacks, and waves of jet-black hair that drove girls crazy back in the day. 

Knock Knock Knockin' on Heaven's Gate

"We were young and strong and ridin' against the wind"

Leon's Moving On

Finally reunited with our Texas transplant pal, Marathon Man (aka Leonard, Leon, Slim-ass) for a long bike ride yesterday. Bobbie tagged along as far as Ridgway, then had to turn back in order to make a dental appointment. Just as well, Leon and I had a grudge match to settle that she wanted no part of.