Dad’s Tools

Spent a bit of time back at ‘home’ in Cleveland with mom after she had a knee replacement. I brought back a few tools that I had in storage there, and spent time reminiscing about my dad, while picking through the garage.

So many memories embedded in his tools – from learning to use a pocket knife, to getting a stern talking to after using the drill press and band saw when he wasn’t supervising (at age 10), to welding, remodeling, plumbing, electric, and all the rest.

Mt. Hunger

A lovely, muddy, mixed terrain lollipop hike up Mt. Hunger and then over to White Rocks. ~6 miles, 2000′ of up.

Blue skies warm temps,

Contrast with the last time I was here with Greg:

Shelburne Farms

After school walk during the last week of school for the girls at Shelburne Farms. I never tire of the buildings and views from the Farm Barn:

Horse:

Flower Child:

Texture:

Black and White

Greg took this shot of me on a bikepacking overnight last fall. Its a marker and a reminder of the stark contrast to how I have felt for the last several years – finally kicking fitness and health into a higher gear, dealing with an auto-immune disease, and finding my riding and adventuring spirit again. At the end of last fall I don’t think I felt as good on a bike since I was brevet training back in 2006. I couldn’t ride brevet distances right now – but things were just clicking along. Single speeding most of the summer helped – but also having energy again to actually enjoy being ‘out there’ – be it on a hike or on the bike.