I was so very long-winded with the post yesterday I figured I’d make today’s a little lighter reading.
Dennis got to try out Andy’s fat bike this morning. We drove up the Blue Mountain to just past Dalton Springs, where they stop plowing the road. Andy and I follow up the snow-packed road as Dennis pedalled away.
So really only two thoughts for today:
I hate temperature inversions. Having lived most of my life on the Wasatch Front (notorious for some of the worst inversions and thus the most polluted air in the nation), I have thoroughly appreciated the rarity of this phenomenon in Grand Junction.
From up on the mountain we could look down the road and see only the mountain peaks. They looked like islands peaking out over the ocean of clouds. It was at least 10 degrees warmer in the sunshine. Dennis rode in just a t-shirt. In the town of Monticello the trees were frosted and the world was ice. The alteration in so little time and elevation was dramatic.
I love living in the Grand Valley.
And there is something about trails. I know this sounds a bit simple-minded, but here’s the scoop: They tend to take you OUTSIDE. I realized today that if I remain committed to this blog concept I’m going to have to get outside every day. And not just from my house to my car to the store to my car to the house to the school to the house to the car to the school to the car to the house….repeat indefinitely…. But OUT into a bit of wilderness, a bit of nature. A bit of fresh air, filled with the smells, sights, sounds- provoking every sense.
I love my life on the trails.
Okay- I told you it would be short and sweet. Here’s a couple of pictures.