Inspiration

Tim found this video a while back. It's an amazing combination of talent, strength, skill, and artistry. 

Some may say the star Danny Macaskill is crazy. There will always be haters. I bet it took countless hours to build those skills. I can't help but respect that kind of dedication. He talks about using his bike like a pogo stick. I'm not going to become the next Danny Macaskill. I'll stick to switchbacks and such. 

Santa and our friend "The Weekender" must have saw a little bit of Danny Macaskill inside of Tim and I  brought us a shiny red pogo stick for Christmas. It's really silly fun and believe it or not addicting.

I wasn't very good at first but my skills are steadily improving. I bet I'm just one hop away from better fitness, maybe two hops away from better gluts and abs.

Clearly Bruce, my father in law, has past experience. See what happens when you don't grow up with a Wii. When you grow up you can hop backwards in a circle. 

In celebration of Thanksgiving I enjoyed a slice of pie and a slice of the Palm Canyon Epic. The plan is to celebrate NYE in the same manner. 

In video #1 Tim demontates how to ride a technical rocky section in control. He also demonstrates how to be made fun of in junior high. Please note the camera sticking up from the top of his helmet. Points awarded for style there. 

Video #2

Question: Do I demonstrate clever or cowardly tactics by stopping upon entering full view of the camera?

Paul demonstrates good videography and narrative skills, with that in mind I'll stay out of the camera's view when the heat it on.

Merry Christmas

It's not that I don't have inspiration to blog, it's that Tim and I have had techincal difficulties with our computers.  Some people paint by numbers. I like to blog by pictures. Lately, the pictures seem to sync from the I phone to never-never land on Tim's Mac. After about 30 minutes of digging around the computer I realize I'm loosing the battle and I have plenty to do. Clothes are wrinkling in the dryer. Dinner is not cooking itself. My piriformis certainly isn't going to stretch itself now is it?  No, but there are lots of blog worthy entries as soon as I stumble across the photo files I'll get them published. 

Christmas is coming.

 I love Christmas trees. I tried to surprise Tim by getting the Christmas tree but it was Costco sized. After wrestling it home and onto the porch I bonked. Tim inherited a bit of a project. It's the first time that has ever happened I promise.

Tim was glad to help get the tree up as soon as we did some of this.

That picture is taken from somewhere near/above Bob Hope's house. I don't know much about Bob's house, but on the ride we heard a lot about it. I do know the "Palm Canyon Epic" is a ride that left me feeling like a kid on Christmas.

 I thought maybe Tim upgraded my ride to an automatic transmission for Christmas. The bike began to shift gears before I touched the shifter. It turns out I wore out the middle chain ring. What perfect timing.



For unto the tree a new ornament was born.