Buzzmuse

I was going to make a post about the difference between indifference and acceptance. It was going to be related to the use of a word that I disdain, ” whatever”. But I think I will save it for another time and just post up some recent pix.

Simple food

Then there is that cornstarch stuff…those are mine not Leslie’s BTW :-)

Some days there will be pain

Some days the track will be beckon

Some calm mornings the surf calls

Some times the path crosses…..

…..with bullmans

Morning light

Always the sunset

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From here to that rocky ridge in the distance. 33 miles and 3000′ roundtrip total. A great roll on a gorgeous spring day.

How giant corporate cattle ranches can put this shit up in a National forest is beyond me. Guess it’s a “who you know” deal?

14miles of downhill and rolling flat from here. :-)

A few random from last week

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Bionic Bill and I drove out to Pozo and did an abbreviated loop up to the top of La Panza summit and Pine Mountain rd. down. We skipped the ride up the first 4 mile climb so as to make sure to be home for Easter supper. About 15 miles and 2800′. I’ll just call it an *interesting* ride. Lots of climbing, on double track and eroded and worn down fire road. A bit of hike a bike, some neat technical up and some knarly technical down. Beautiful spring day with some fantastic vistas. Actually a pretty easy ride except for climbing down the famous Pine Mountain “Stair Steps”.

Down to the left to start

Castle Crags ahead

First rattler of the season. About 3 1/2′ and 13 rattles

Worn out tread

Top of the famous “Stair Steps”

Looking back at the Steps

Ended from the right. Check that one off the list!

Some random stuff from last week

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A leisurely solo ride from the house this morning. Up to the top of SR Creek rd. with a few *side* trips along the way:

Bushwack?…Me?…naaahhhhhhhh :-)

Backside of West Cuesta on the far left

Smooth road down

Better check this out

The hammer jammer was happy I was home.

Storm had been approaching all day, finally arrived near sunset.

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On weeknights Susan goes to bed around 9 pm. She is an early riser and gets up by 5:30am most weekdays. I on the other hand get up around 6:30am and go until about 10pm or until I get it all *done*. TV time comes then. I have been watching Fuel TV for a few years now and I will watch it many an evening when I finally take over the couch. Lots of surfing, snowboarding, skateboarding and my beloved BMX. I know, 61 years old is not quite the demographic this channel was designed for but I enjoy it. Recently Fuel has added UFC to it’s programming. The Ultimate Fighting Championship. As far as I can tell it is basically a first world hyper promoted version of classic Brazilian Vale Tudo mixed martial arts no holds barred bar knuckle fighting. It’s bloody, brutal and wild. I have been trying to figure out why it appeals to me at all. I think I am a pacifist…but maybe not? Perhaps some primal programming I try and override? The athleticism and fitness of the fighters is amazing. Guys like Jon Johns, Anderson Silva and Dominick Cruz are truly great athletes. I have been falling asleep on the couch watching UFC on Fuel on more than a few evenings lately.

Near the end of last week I started to feel *edgy*. I want to confront anyone or anything that seemed to go against my personal interest and intent. Ironically on Thursday I had one of the strongest mtb rides I have ever had. Unfortunately I inadvertently pissed on my best riding buddy ever as reveled in my new found power. I got in a yelling fight with my neighbor at work over a stupid parking place…then I got mad at the cattleman for accusing my beloved little Hamal of ‘spooking’ his cows. It seemed like I wanted to FIGHT everything…WTF was going on??? I think I figured it out. The UFC fight thing was ‘leaking’ into my subconscious when I was sleeping in front of the TV. Beware the “foreign installers”!.. they are all around us in this modern media based world. Some of the things they want to get into your psyche may not be in your best interest.

I think I will stick to what has gotten me this far in my life. The simple things.

Hamal does not chase cows!

Get it Leslie!

Ok, let’s session it until you do

The watchman

I do work once in a while. This is a prototype rack I built for a large rescue sled that will be used to support long distance stand up paddlers between the Hawaiian islands. A PWC with this in tow might retrieve a paddler and his board in distress? We’ll see.

Weather is trying to break down the high pressure. Hopefully some rain this weekend.


Don’t fight
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I was surfin’ around the web and ran into an old fav.

Some recent pix, no particular order. Mildest winter ever in Cali! Geez! :-)

Why we call him Hamal Jammer

We built up a nice light 4″ FS bike for LJ. She’s a natural. I will be following her before long..UP and DOWN!

Attempting the steep pull up the back of Haz.

Roooooolllll sister!

Yeah he’s a pretty boy

A lover with a fierce and fearless spirit


A good one from last week


Drink it in little man this is where you live.

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Serfs to stuff? This video has been around for a while but even more true today.

Winter has yet to return or even start on the central coast. The waves on the other hand have been winter size so it must be storming somewhere. On the way into work on Wednesday I could see that the swell was exceptionally large. Kellen Keene came by in the afternoon with some video he shot from the water out in front in the mid morning. Chad Jackson and Van Curaza were the only takers on the session. Chad making the big time landing a photo sequence on Surfline. You can see Kellen swimming in the foreground in the final frames. This slab breaks over a 1/4 mile from the beach!

Photo courtesy of Glenn Dubock

Thursday Dick and I rode out at MDO in the late afternoon, waves were still big.

Easily triple overhead. If you look closely you can spot a tow team and their PWC floating behind the big left.

Trail condition were pretty good. I coaxed Dick into trying to rip a favorite corner for the cam.

You can see that this was not going to turn out good. On the wrong side of the lip and centrifugal force is already standing him up and sending him straight into the sage bush.

Boosted!! Damn it Buzz! I knew it was a bad idea to try and session this cold on the uphill leg of the loop! hey! watch out for my bike! hey! don’t park it on the exit of the turn! Hey!…blah blah blah. We’re still friends :-)

Quick frontal passage last evening made for some nice clouds and lighting today. Hamal and I went for a long hike in the afternoon.

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Ridiculous in the urban definition that is. That is how the weather has been. January 28, 2012, afternoon high temp of 78 degrees. The Hamal man and I went for a mid morning hike, the wind was blowing hard, gusting in the 5o’s just before sunrise. We hiked down into the lee of the mountain and then up a ways from Smith creek

Practice area #3 Miff!

Dick and I went for a nice leisurely ride out the back, BH and CC. On the way to the trail head we ran across some youngsters ridin’ BMX street. Show me what yah got little man!

OK! now we’re rollin’! Whooo! Nice manual!

Ran into Steve Kerr doing his magic on the tread. Thanks man! We’ll be retired soon too ..IF we’re lucky. Heck we are already lucky!

Dick flyin’ free

Hey now! It’s workin’ for me!

Flow time

Grindin’ the white rock. I swear on a stack of bibles this is much steeper than it looks. Like a 30% grade…maybe? Ok ok..maybe a 15%er…10%?? Heeeheee!

Best ride buddy ever

Like I said, ridiculous!

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I’ve been riding once a week with my young friend Leslie. Her bike is a little heavy and doesn’t have the best components but she is *game*. It is so fun and inspiring riding with someone who has that “bring it!” attitude. She’s doing much better on the up stuff but is absolutely fearless on the down stuff. She says, ” I love the rocks”. Uh oh! A “rockstar” in the making? When she gets a new bike I might be in trouble. Bring it Leslie! :-)

I had this dream last night. My friend Chris and I were going down the Colorado river in his little skiff. He pulled up to the exit of a small wash in the face of the bluff and let me off. I hiked up a ways and found three young women sessioning some sharp rock ledges on their big wheeled bikes. The were giggling like little girls. I woke up and thought, ” that looked a lot like Horse Thief going back up from the river..”. And the three young women?…well you can guess but I’m pretty sure I knew who they were.

:-)

The Hamal jammer came up with this the other morning while I was feeding the burros down by the barn:

Hey hey! you little monkey! Give me that NOW! Too late dad… it’s mine…NOW.

Perfectly tree ripened half pound Avocado gone to the dogs!! LOL!

Susan came home while we were on our walk this evening. Hamal obeyed me and stayed until she went around the corner. We charged up the little hill to the lone oak. He got a little ahead of me right before the summit, shot over the top of the hill, ran full speed down the backside and caught Susan in the driveway as she was getting out of the car. I’m talking like a 1/4 mile trip total. Speedster!

It’s been a long dry spell in central California. I’m not complaining as the days have been pristine and fresh, but it looks like the high pressure is finally breaking down. The jet stream is dropping and the Pineapple Express is in the pipe to deliver some much needed moisture to our area. I could see the change out to sea in the sunset this eve.

Might be some hero dirt coming if the rain is spread over a few days. Dick! We’ll be bombing Haz if were lucky!

:-)

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