tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74811761075764345422024-03-13T00:51:23.537-07:00Cycling CazaleaCAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comBlogger144125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-34559426029985144332014-01-29T12:35:00.002-08:002014-01-29T12:35:19.687-08:00Another lovely day in ParadiseI suppose the title of this blog is misleading.<br />
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Our city is still waiting to elect a new mayor, our civic finances are shaky, airplane noise from the airport fills the gaps between the dogs' continual barking, and the streets still aren't repaved from last year's sewer pipe replacement project. It's the end of January, the State of the Union is still stalemate rather than progress through compromise, and I could use a nap.<br />
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In the month since I've last ridden I've driven up and down the state, flown in and out of the country, been in and out of good heath, and out on the water at least 20 times. I've also written a book on whales, much to my surprise, and replaced a water heater, flooring, pipes and fittings in my kitchen.<br />
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Nevertheless, today seemed like a nice day for a ride. So I went to the bike shed, checked all the tires, and took the bike with the most air pressure. Why was it the bike with sewups? Maybe clincher tire tubes are so thin nowadays that all the air leaks out?<br />
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The streets are still a mess but the sky looks nice.<br />
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The bike felt good. The riding felt great. Obviously I didn't tackle any big hills, or I'd be whining.<br />
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The weather mirror confirmed that it was pretty in all directions. Although if you look closely you can see some marine layer sneaking in from the water.<br />
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I rode around the top of the hill to get a better look - yep, the moist air is coming in. A thick layer over the water, about 5-6 miles offshore.<br />
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Having been out on a boat for the last few days, I know that observations from land can often be deceiving. Here's what Pt. Loma looks like from the water - you can see the marine layer isn't a deterrent to enjoying another day in Paradise.</div>
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<br />CAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-61587918707461666292013-12-06T10:27:00.001-08:002013-12-06T10:27:20.678-08:00I love winter in San DiegoI got on my bike today after a month's rest and recuperation. First kidney stones, then a trip overseas, intestinal distress for a bit afterwards, and a few stormy days. Plus a blown-out water heater needing replacement. But now the sun is out, I've been out and back on a ride, and I'm wheezing over the keyboard.<div>
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Leaving the house at 9 am, I didn't know what to expect. It has been a whole month. Where will I ride? What will I see? How will I feel?<br /><div>
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I need not have worried. Almost immediately I saw a Mustang Convertible, a good omen. Then workers on an enormous ladder decorating a tree for Christmas. I turned right and headed up the hill, thinking why not, I'm feeling good for the first 100 yards ... That euphoria soon passed and I chugged slowly up past the high school neon sign [56 degrees - Have a Nice Day]<br />
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As soon as I got past the first traffic signal, I noticed a Boat on the Street, and recalled that this is my new theme, and I was not supposed to notice Mustangs.<br />
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So I turned onto the sidewalk, pulled out my camera, and began to line up a photo. Almost immediately I noticed a second Boat on the Street behind the first, so here you go. Two for one.<br />
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The river looked too good to pass up, so I went north and crossed to Mission Bay. What a gorgeous day!<br />
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Since I can't go out on a whale watching boat today (too many obligations), I stopped by the dock just to say hi to the folks who ARE going on the water.<br />
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Turning homeward, I saw two other cyclists heading south across the river - serious twenty-something young women riding very high-tech bikes; outfitted in fancy shoes, cycling shorts, leggings, etc. We rode along for a couple miles and while waiting at a stop one said "You're a pretty fast rider" to which I said (breathlessly) "Not really, just an old guy trying hard to keep up." She laughed and said "you're certainly outriding two young girls; that's something to be proud of!"</div>
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CAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-64952148126821866982013-11-07T17:00:00.001-08:002013-11-07T17:00:28.409-08:00Moving A Short Distance SlowlyI haven't ridden for a week. Kidney stones. Ouch. If you've never had them, thank your lucky stars. This picture is not showing granola. It's showing little crystals that (hopefully and painfully) come out through your private plumbing ... So I have consumed about 25 quarts of sports drinks and an equal amount of water in the past week. Some of these little monsters have traveled the foot from my kidneys to the outside world. Finally. <div><br></div><div>(Picture from Wikipedia. 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Wow! It's been a long lay-off for me. I've been whale watching, and writing a book about it. That takes up some active time and all my computer energy.</div>
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But what better to do on this cold, damp, dreary Monday than to go up to the corner on my bike and be met by a white Mustang Convertible?!</div>
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I had to go down to the eye doctor to get some new glasses. While I was waiting, I took a cruise down Newport and saw the newly renovated<a href="http://www.californiahostel.com/" target="_blank"> Ocean Beach International Backpacker's Hostel</a>. This has been a "destination" for travelers from all over the world (and other astral planes, as well).</div>
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Before I reached it, I saw another Orange Bike installation. I have seen this bike now in 4 locations around our part of town. It's always chained to a safe place, then when its removed, a little orange paint is left on the post as a reminder. <a href="http://lajolla.patch.com/groups/business-news/p/mystery-of-30-orange-bicycles-in-la-jolla-solved" target="_blank">Here's the answer to what's going on with the bikes.</a></div>
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I finally got to the river, where I rode a couple miles westward to the end. The fence. We've been to this jetty and fence before on the blog. In <a href="http://cazalea1.blogspot.com/2013/05/more-than-i-expected.html" target="_blank">this episode</a> from May, and <a href="http://cazalea1.blogspot.com/2013/03/homeless-in-hiding.html" target="_blank">this one</a> from March.</div>
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I know the valve in this access shaft ties right into the main water supply, because a few days ago they were flushing clean water through the system and out through this pipe.<br />
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I went to the grocery store, bought food for dinner (narrowly escaping the purchase of a 5 pound bag of bread flour, when I remembered I was on my bike!). I'll close with this enigmatic bumper sticker:<br />
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CAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-86144477370725532942013-10-20T12:09:00.001-07:002013-10-20T12:43:35.685-07:00Sunday in the Sity<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv0okd-tLVb-peKgHvfpRMt1wmA7Y-FAnrsjAyLeKI2cUHN_PM_W7gKUehOOkwGupMgLRQMw0bQciiLvTKCMOTY1CholXvGkJjzhl1Is4uy44v9sP-0pAde-kOGqxlH-B4L4zAZ3pixb6u/s640/blogger-image--22588038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv0okd-tLVb-peKgHvfpRMt1wmA7Y-FAnrsjAyLeKI2cUHN_PM_W7gKUehOOkwGupMgLRQMw0bQciiLvTKCMOTY1CholXvGkJjzhl1Is4uy44v9sP-0pAde-kOGqxlH-B4L4zAZ3pixb6u/s640/blogger-image--22588038.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The road crew filled up the hole in our street. Sort of. There are pipes sticking up, open at the top - so they threw a sandbag in each hole so small </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">children and dogs wouldn't fall in. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-CyrGmxKwRlQokeyE29SIEsm7_KCgTWkiGei22QILYkUfl6Yj9853zWY8ESsypajSogrqpK6-th-I0cl5q38huvc1qRlOw6NHE0VXUuODEP7CJ7CRx3AhwyV21gggbuc0AZGtWIMLYLQi/s640/blogger-image--1406164797.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-CyrGmxKwRlQokeyE29SIEsm7_KCgTWkiGei22QILYkUfl6Yj9853zWY8ESsypajSogrqpK6-th-I0cl5q38huvc1qRlOw6NHE0VXUuODEP7CJ7CRx3AhwyV21gggbuc0AZGtWIMLYLQi/s640/blogger-image--1406164797.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It's a nice day but the marine layer is lurking out there to remind us that moisture is in the air. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I saw this old house being renovated:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2dg_7Ae7NpTAULBJhc3Xp4ozDAowC0JHT4XZWFx7dNEXr7wkKuycuKibjENXCw0hQ0Z2YiA_og_sAvRZOmGGWqT-ic3ipmHui8mh3X-3_N5QEhsbGlb8DaQ8MepN68AKR55Lqb4rT8U7x/s640/blogger-image--745371644.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2dg_7Ae7NpTAULBJhc3Xp4ozDAowC0JHT4XZWFx7dNEXr7wkKuycuKibjENXCw0hQ0Z2YiA_og_sAvRZOmGGWqT-ic3ipmHui8mh3X-3_N5QEhsbGlb8DaQ8MepN68AKR55Lqb4rT8U7x/s640/blogger-image--745371644.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Looks like the builders might have had a couple (cases of) Coronas before they started work in the entry steps. Is it me, or did they miss the doorway?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Here's today's boat on the street. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitTi_ryxM8ha9T1b7ltXUy3Sy-YDgDzF5-qL_0rH2E1rgYGTCBxH6pStDGbpU9bYmOiAQ82BUpWgMmz4Od5-j5hBSNnJz2lZEqix3zm7yg4-XZUMQ6GxTxQ5xmuVuZgA1tp5lI7FwTSNM_/s640/blogger-image--1418185761.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitTi_ryxM8ha9T1b7ltXUy3Sy-YDgDzF5-qL_0rH2E1rgYGTCBxH6pStDGbpU9bYmOiAQ82BUpWgMmz4Od5-j5hBSNnJz2lZEqix3zm7yg4-XZUMQ6GxTxQ5xmuVuZgA1tp5lI7FwTSNM_/s640/blogger-image--1418185761.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Right down the street is the best lawn in the neighborhood ...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0I84GGjbs1MmojCrGgucvhn4QC5olhFM2wW7PZOYb5B9ikmqZh1rPQMmOEhSeehiqi3cMsRqntRvTIL1El7_OFiPuytID8lyihheaF900_Z4uJLVAd1m6In3TAy6eKYDY03E1k8FUb7Mg/s640/blogger-image-1908619990.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0I84GGjbs1MmojCrGgucvhn4QC5olhFM2wW7PZOYb5B9ikmqZh1rPQMmOEhSeehiqi3cMsRqntRvTIL1El7_OFiPuytID8lyihheaF900_Z4uJLVAd1m6In3TAy6eKYDY03E1k8FUb7Mg/s640/blogger-image-1908619990.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">And a trailer I'd love to own. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitPtDiWSGUWYmuQtPTTadZ-Hqrwn0ukaDC1HH4JC_5LukFfgKf844CHmpFBqOfTj4LWaExiZuBkAvkjk98Znl6tL_0aQS0CwJkCMOX8hz5Zl8wLnprHDPl-D_UIK2S9-8abeHrKHr5O-tE/s640/blogger-image--1888300092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitPtDiWSGUWYmuQtPTTadZ-Hqrwn0ukaDC1HH4JC_5LukFfgKf844CHmpFBqOfTj4LWaExiZuBkAvkjk98Znl6tL_0aQS0CwJkCMOX8hz5Zl8wLnprHDPl-D_UIK2S9-8abeHrKHr5O-tE/s640/blogger-image--1888300092.jpg"></a></div><br></div>CAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-22542368037130844142013-10-16T08:26:00.003-07:002013-10-16T08:26:35.464-07:00Seeing The Unexpected<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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That was my experience yesterday while riding. For example, this spare tire hanging from the outside of a roof rack, on the rattiest Volvo wagon I've ever seen. You've got to wonder, <i>"What if he hits a bump? Or hits a bump while going around a right-hand bend?"</i> Whoever is following him will be toast if the tire careens into them.</div>
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If you are not blinded by the sun, you'll see that this shot shows sewer-replacement workers at the park. I know to expect them there. But I didn't think that they would have the whole intersection closed up while they dug a trench diagonally across the convergence of 3 streets. When I first saw the 12-foot mound of dirt and asphalt, I was followed by several irritated and in-a-hurry drivers, so I couldn't get a photo. In this shot they are filling in the hole. The mess is mostly gone.<br />
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Luckily, on a bicycle one can get around almost any blockage - by taking to the sidewalks, lawns or gutters and leaving the drivers behind.<br />
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As I rode down this nearby street, a bright blue sky framed a distance view of hills across town. This view has "always been here" but I've seldom gone down this street in this direction, and never noticed the panorama before. This photo doesn't really do it justice<br />
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At the very bottom, at a cul-de-sac, I got an even nicer look at the skies, and an even more distant view of another part of town. I also noticed a street crew tearing up the roadway below (and a stack of covered sewer pipes too).<br />
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Everywhere I rode it was beautiful - which I should (but didn't) expect. I was thinking about a doctor appointment I had scheduled for later in the afternoon.<br />
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After my ride, and successful discussion with the doctor, I made another little excursion on the ocean. It was beautiful there too.<br />
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<br />CAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-49861268308975255182013-10-14T23:24:00.001-07:002013-10-14T23:29:26.402-07:00Using the Crosswalk<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I rode to the store today. In the early afternoon. I took a highly unusual route (for me), too. Down the hill, around the corner, up the sidewalk, then off the bike and trot down some steps. Back on the bike for another mile or two ...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglgge8JDCF7GFRkkQYBavYuWFi-PQ6-53wl71DUfGmBTV3iO0kOfS3ZlWu0tkYTw1OSOTD-QCUlcl2UrJa7tT-D3LCCdAAv9PH33yyKR_QeZEKmx8VMw23CygJoFSbhZe0WO4S-wE2KN0K/s640/blogger-image-1236307228.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglgge8JDCF7GFRkkQYBavYuWFi-PQ6-53wl71DUfGmBTV3iO0kOfS3ZlWu0tkYTw1OSOTD-QCUlcl2UrJa7tT-D3LCCdAAv9PH33yyKR_QeZEKmx8VMw23CygJoFSbhZe0WO4S-wE2KN0K/s640/blogger-image-1236307228.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The road surface quality was ok, and the 35-50 mph traffic only moderately terrifying. 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At the worst point (seen above) I took the coward's way out and waited for a signal change to cross "in the crosswalk". 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We did have a nice time seeing a mixture of "Autumn is coming" alongside the sunshine and clear, sparkling water.<br />
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In fact, for San Diego novices, I must point out that this time of the year is when we have the most clear, sunny days. Our sunniest month is November. So if you want to be a happy tourist, come on down.<br />
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Apparently our sun-loving Canadian neighbors have gotten the word, and a couple ship-loads of Canucks stopped in while <a href="http://www.10news.com/news/canadian-and-us-warships-train-off-san-diego-10082013" target="_blank">they were on a joint- maneuvers training voyage</a>.<br />
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We saw a car we used to own (I'm embarassed to admit) - the Triumph Herald.<br />
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And one I would like to have someday. The Ariel Atom.<br />
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On the way out of the show on the bike, we saw a McLaren coming in to check things out. It's the first one I've seen in San Diego.<br />
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Here is one of those clean streets. All the dirt washed away, but now you can see the scars left behind by the sewer replacement project. Since they rarely leave those metal plates for long, we are hopeful that the street will soon be repaved.<br />
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Along with the general washing-down, there are some drawbacks. Like 5-months-worth of pollen and dirt from our trees ending up on the hood of my car, which was clean yesterday.<br />
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It started like this - I was cleaning out my office. I took a bunch of huge, heavy, virtually-unloved and unwanted shop manuals to the Goodwill. I've been saving them for 30 years. Why? Because I wrote some of these books. But they are now worth less than nothing - and they take up space. So I loaded up 500 lbs worth of stuff to give away.<br />
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But then the car wouldn't start. And the battery is under all the stuff, in the back. So I charged the car for a while, started it up, and dropped all the books at the charity shop.<br />
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Then I drove by the store, returned some bottles, bought some dinner and went out to the car, which wouldn't start. Oh baloney! It was 1:16 pm. I started walking, and was home in half an hour.<br />
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I got in my other car, with an ice chest in hand, and drove down and rescued my frozen food and milk. Food safely taken care of, whew!<br />
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I headed for the local Costco to buy a new battery. This was the second "failure to stay charged" and I'd already confirmed the alternator was working. So an hour later I was back at the grocery store parking lot, putting in the battery.<br />
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Here's the old one. Dead. But it still looks nice, as it's spent its whole life in a nice clean trunk.<br />
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I carefully squeezed my bike into the back of my little truck, and headed for home. Mission accomplished. It was 3:16 pm. Elapsed time? Two hours. Expense to take those books to the Goodwill? $144.71 plus 20 miles worth of fuel. Convenience of having a bicycle? Priceless.<br />
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<br />CAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-24471695882504215592013-10-04T08:57:00.004-07:002013-10-04T15:23:03.317-07:00On the Road to the WaterI've done my bike ride early this morning, so I can go out on the ocean. Here, before 9 am I am completing the blog. And the results?<br />
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I briefly contemplated heading out on one of the dirt routes, but the overgrowth deterred me. And because I have just cleaned my bike's chain and lubricated it, I am loathe to get it all dirty again riding in the dust, gravel and weeds.<br />
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Speaking of overgrown, I spotted this trumpet vine (or it is purple morning glory?) that has totally consumed this hillside. Pretty! Unless you are the plants under it, straining for your share of sunshine and water. It's gone up the telephone pole, over the fence -- and is taking on the roof of the house behind it.<br />
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Meanwhile, around the corner, with a regal glare these two lions stand watching the rising sun ...<br />
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Of course, no ride is just beautiful foliage and sculpture. We always have the possibility of seeing less bucolic, but still-appealing elements of urban life. Such as this boat and Mustang Convertible. Another two-in-one shot!</div>
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This large boat is parked only an inch from what looks like its owner's towing vehicle. But that truck doesn't have a trailer ball in place, so this boat is clearly qualifying for my ON THE STREET designation. I think this is a common ruse - the owner keeps his tow vehicle tightly (but not actually) connected to the trailer to give the appearance to traffic wardens that he's ready to pull it away at any time. The neighbors think differently.</div>
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Now, this very long trailer, with axles at the extreme rear, hints to us that its boat is long but light, and all the weight is concentrated on the back. I'd have expected to find this a big-block inboard power train. But if you look closely, you will see that the outboard motor which powers it is missing both its upper end (cylinders) and the lower end (prop). There's only the main lower housing (see motor above) still attached to the hull. Add to that the spiderwebs inside the engine housing, and I definitely think this qualifies as a BOAT<i> that has been</i> ON THE STREET <i>for a long time</i>.</div>
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I was enjoying riding on this bright clear morning and only remembered to fire off one shot at the last moment to confirm that I was indeed on my bike. A surreal but faulty focusing effort by the iPhone...<br />
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<br />CAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-79973264479784667142013-10-03T09:22:00.000-07:002013-10-03T16:00:55.738-07:00Beginnings of The Boat on the Street I spent some time riding around this morning looking at the boats on the streets nearby, and wondering what sort of rules I need to establish for myself.<br />
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<li>What isn't? Is there any ambiguity? </li>
<li>What is "a boat"? Does a jet ski (personal watercraft) count? How about a Sabot?</li>
<li>What is "the street"? Driveways aren't streets. Are alleys streets? </li>
<li>What does "on" really mean? Being on a trailer which is "on the street" should count</li>
<li>Does a boat trailer count - if no boat is present?</li>
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I decided that this was a boat, but not a "boat on the street" because technically it was still attached to its tow vehicle.<br />
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<b>Case Study Two</b><br />
This truck is not attached to the trailer, and this would qualify as a boat on the street <u>if, and only if</u>, the huge boat was actually there.<br />
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This one had yellow chalk markings on the rear tire and street - indicating to me that a neighborhood storm was brewing ... by law these can't remain in one place longer than 72 hours.<br />
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Then saw one of my favorite sights, a Mustang Convertible.<br />
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But there must be an end in sight. Soon. How do I know? A huge flatbed truck came today and took away the shipping container that the sewer guys have been using as a storage shed. They put it someplace else - meaning the mess is about to show up over there...</div>
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And a half-mile away, I saw this: <b>the Eve of Destruction</b>! </div>
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In my college days, that was a famous song, played by Barry McGuire and the New Christy Minstrels. In a fit of overconfidence, one day I called him up and asked if he would play a concert at our Student Union. To my utter amazement, he said yes. I picked him up at the airport, gave him a ride up to the school, and sat backstage watching it happen. Now you can see him doing the same song (about 5 years earlier than my concert).</div>
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<li>Luckily, the new project is not too close to us, and the dust will blow away from us, downwind.</li>
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This is an inconspicuous boat, neatly parked and nicely wrapped with an Alabama (or was it Arkansas?) license plate. What's that about? It's going to have to move unless the owners want a pipe laid through the middle of it ...<br />
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After riding awhile, I sat at this intersection for what seemed like 5 minutes. Huge truck ahead of me, cars from 5 directions at rush hour, groups of students hiking along on their way home from school, etc. Finally we all got across.<br />
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<br />CAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-8494026382826868962013-10-01T19:55:00.002-07:002013-10-01T19:55:26.821-07:00Some days I just can't rideI'm not sure why I don't feel like riding every day. Maybe it's because the weather is bad. Or too nice. Or chores detail me. Or I eat too much at dinner and can't get off the couch... roasted potatoes, red bell peppers, carrots, garlic and a piece of meat. With a splash of Niner Wine. And a salad (<i>not shown</i>).<div>
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Despite all the good excuses for not riding, I did get out on the bike this evening. I felt light-hearted, so I took the light bike. (BTW - the dinner shown above is why I didn't ride last night.)<br />
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It wasn't that bright outside, as the marine layer is clamping down on us again. We had nearly a month of excellent sunny weather but now it's ended. Nice clean weather mirror though, thanks to our Windex job on it.<br />
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When I was growing up in the eastern end of San Diego back in the mid-Fifties, we got a novel plant at the nursery, called Pampas Grass. The nurseryman warned that it was dangerous and might run rampant all over the neighborhood (a prediction that did not come true in our area although it may have in others). He should have mentioned bamboo - which did take over our neighbor's yard until they bulldozed it up.<br />
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You can <a href="http://www.cal-ipc.org/landscaping/dpp/plantpage.php?region=socal&type=Ornamental%20grasses" target="_blank">look here for a list of invasive grasses </a>you shouldn't put in your yard!<br />
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Sad to say, since then I have actually liked the look of tall grasses, and I was intrigued by the gleaming of this light through this grass. When I pulled up on my bike for a closer look and photo, I noticed something glaring at me, and it wasn't their dog.<br />
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Last time I checked it was OCTOBER ONE, not THIRTY-ONE. Why the giant spider, so soon? There were also spiderwebs hanging down from the clock in the auto parts store today. The O'Reilly Auto Parts store. Sheesh. Don't they have work to do? It's not like car guys give a rip about decor...<br />
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Anyway, newly disgruntled, I rode off to have a look across the harbor. And a very nice view it was.<br />
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CAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-62344055350315115622013-09-29T10:02:00.000-07:002013-09-29T22:11:09.633-07:00Cycle Blog Ins and OutsiOS7 has fouled up my blogging life. The former "PhotoStream" functions automatically pulled images from my <i>"Cycling Cazalea iPhone Camera" </i>for instant incorporation in this blog. But it doesn't work as quickly or reliably as before. Now I have a longer process for creating. Sigh.<br>
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Sometimes people ask me how this blog is created. Today I will reveal some of its secrets - so let's go:<br>
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<li>I go out to the bike shed and unlock the door(s).</li>
<li>Look at the bikes.</li>
<li>Feel the tires.</li>
<li>Choose one with hard tires - if they are all soft, <i>groan</i>, grab the pump and inflate.</li>
<li>Carry bike out.</li>
<li>Lock the door.</li>
<li>Carry bike up the stairs, then remember my helmet and bright vest and/or shoes.</li>
<li>Prop up bike, go downstairs, open door, grab missing items, lock door, go back up.</li>
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<li>Notice mal-adjusted derailleurs or brakes or rattly chain (<i>make mental note to repair/adjust when home; then promptly forget that note</i>)</li>
<li style="text-align: center;">Ride up to top of street and decide which way to go (<a href="http://cazalea1.blogspot.com/2013/03/how-do-i-leave-thee.html" target="_blank">click to see more details about the choices</a>). </li>
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(this must be the mate of the tiny backhoe featured in previous blogs; see below)<br>
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I noticed a couple taking their two dogs for a morning walk - dad has Mr Pooch on a lease, mom was pushing a wheelchair with Mrs Pooch on the seat, propped up with cushions... is something wrong with our society?!<br>
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I was going to take a photo of the weather mirror, but it was so dirty that you couldn't see anything but streaks of dirt and dust. Time for a good rainstorm, I think. Or maybe I need to ride back over with some Windex. In any event, this view gives a clue to where the dirt on the mirror came from.<br>
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CAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-6916376858992039722013-09-25T16:28:00.002-07:002013-09-25T22:01:41.441-07:00Back on the BoulevardToday I dispensed with recreational riding and went off on my bike with a purpose in mind. Shopping. I was so fixed on this chore [ bike, cable, lock, grocery bag, money ] that I neglected the traffic jams which accompany the local high school letting its students out. Argggh!<br />
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At least I had on my high-visibility safety vest. Of course the vest is irrelevant when 90% of the students are staring fixedly at their phones as they wander out into traffic ...<br />
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But I'm getting ahead of myself. First I had to ride through the <strike>obstacle course</strike> sewer works. The boys had constructed an elaborate display of force today - two tractors and a full-on dump truck.<br />
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And for the first time in this project I actually saw two guys shlepping some pipes around the park.<br />
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A 1961 Buick Convertible in original, sun-baked paint - but otherwise very nice shape.<br />
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<br />CAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-82378411470506501602013-09-25T16:14:00.001-07:002013-09-25T16:14:07.741-07:00106 Steps, TwiceI forgot half of yesterday's post. I was so carried away with the sea glass that I neglected to finish the blog with the "spottings." So here they come.<br />
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First, the obligatory Mustang Convertible, from the 1960's along with a very nice looking Corvair Greenbriar Van. This is a two-fer shot of noble proportions. Two iconic vehicles captured at the same time - in relatively decent condition. Only in San Diego.<br />
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Then I swung by one of the nastiest, steepest, most treacherous driveways ever. This goes down to the beach (well, at low tide there's a beach). But you don't want to even walk on it if it's at all slippery. And you definitely don't want to use a skateboard or bicycle unless you are itching for a crash and burn, followed by cold salt water.<br />
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THEN I headed home for a rest.CAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-50616676408548044972013-09-24T10:10:00.000-07:002013-09-25T16:15:05.894-07:00106 Steps, OnceI rode down to the beach today. Why? It's a slightly convoluted story, so bear with me.<br />
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It's best to go there at low tide, and this morning it was high tide. But I was on my bike ride, not gathering glass, so I didn't care that the water was right up to the steps.<br />
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Here's what it looks like at low tide - best time for finding beach glass.</div>
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This is what the cliffs look like from the water's edge (at low tide) in panorama. (click it to enlarge)</div>
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Here's what Kim and my wife found on their first exploratory trip down that staircase!</div>
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They reported back that the glass was great but there were 106 steps, not 100.<br />
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I hit the road on my shiny bike today. I felt good but didn't plan to ride very far. The sun was shining, birds were screeching (they don't sing around here), and the roads were wide open.</div>
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In fact, the open road beckoned to me (but I ignored it). Look at the sunshine! See the blue sky!<br>
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I saw my favorite blue hue on a BMW parked on the street. BMW call it Estoril Blue - after a district in Lisbon, Portugal, where a famous race course is located. Here's the blue:</div>
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Here's the district in Lisbon (thanks to Wikipedia Commons). You can see they are used to blues.<br>
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We (like Portugal) are in a Mediterranean climate, so we have blue skies too but lots of brown as well. No water, no growth. Here's a typical vacant lot.<br>
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Here's a view of the valley where I was "retreating" this week, up in the mountains east of San Diego. Not much water on the hillsides but they do irrigate in the valley. </div>
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The retreat distracted me so I couldn't ride for 3-4 days - and no I didn't take my bike up with me as it was a 2-mile rough and gravely road in and out of the camp. But I digress - let's come back to today.</div>
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CAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-41411779875186867482013-09-23T12:08:00.003-07:002013-09-23T21:13:42.279-07:00I forgot how to do itLast week I rode several times but in the flurry of back-to-school life, I forgot to post on the blog. Wow. That's a big omission for me and I'm sorry. I didn't forget how to ride, or how to put up a post.<br>
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But I wanted to add a sound file to the blog and that takes some serious behind-the-scenes work, and I'd forgotten how to do it (even though I have previously put sound on my bird and icon blogs). Ah well. Technology and old age don't mix. And a new iPhone and iOS7 came out last week too!<br>
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<br>I had ridden to the park and I was struck by all the chaos - the "mechanical woodpecker", the airplanes, reverse-warning-beepers, compressed-air brakes, dump truck passing, etc. I got tired of it and left.
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I stopped, looked and listened at the park. It was an unending cacophony. Not to mention a mess of pipes, signs and debris.<br>
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Leaving all the noise behind, I rode over to some stylish streets in my neighborhood. Here's an example of a home recently treated to some love and affection. Even if cobalt, raspberry, terra cotta and purple aren't to everyone's preference, the place is neat and tidy.</div>
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This house is neat too, but too stark and maintenance free. It also strikes me as a bit like women who dress to deliberately show their underwear. The front porch is NOT the place I would choose to put my water softener tank. Nor would I want my solar panels up front gleaming on the front of the house. But maybe that's just me. Luckily I do not live across from these folks.<br>
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Riding home, I saw <a href="http://cazalea1.blogspot.com/2013/08/where-have-i-been.html" target="_blank">the previously-featured "world's tiniest back hoe"</a> at work. The sewer guys had to trench down between two houses without knocking either one down. I had seen this task on the published plans. Apparently houses were built OVER the sewers back early in the last century, when some of the drawings weren't too clear. Now the city will abandon those old sewers, but they must run new lines to join up with the existing drains on this and several other houses.<br>
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<br>CAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-31050694059928555252013-09-16T08:13:00.001-07:002013-09-23T21:15:13.128-07:00Deliberations at DawnIt's Monday. It's cool and foggy, and I'm out here on my bike well before 7 am. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifXSlMu2mSu1fYgxdcPr3CQWvNXO5IuA6J5yaXK8UfaNQGGPrTgUAibtHtKLZnn2zmhi23alEOnHS-4BCVmpiKzOZCRLRuFetwfw7EpFtSXdqpG-KrP2t0DRa0f_RmDp_3VvxONOMt_0t7/s640/blogger-image--98174427.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifXSlMu2mSu1fYgxdcPr3CQWvNXO5IuA6J5yaXK8UfaNQGGPrTgUAibtHtKLZnn2zmhi23alEOnHS-4BCVmpiKzOZCRLRuFetwfw7EpFtSXdqpG-KrP2t0DRa0f_RmDp_3VvxONOMt_0t7/s640/blogger-image--98174427.jpg"></a></div></div><div><br></div><div>Why? I wonder. Is it because I've been up since 4am thanks to a restless cat?</div><div><br></div><div>Or perhaps to get a ride in before the construction crews get to work on the sewer and water pipes underneath our pavements?<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp1jaGgCqkPxlUqXiOJBoJAJ0q2tjFuc8eaC993yZwsuC8_Pk0dZ2oeKjRYSQJIfPOzWBdvBpG160hJ-sfPYl4YWrXhLf0we6-9t6w1leXdgdpiqd3sYn8HqyN1glDBTqvPfbtp5XyX8FQ/s640/blogger-image--1227823160.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp1jaGgCqkPxlUqXiOJBoJAJ0q2tjFuc8eaC993yZwsuC8_Pk0dZ2oeKjRYSQJIfPOzWBdvBpG160hJ-sfPYl4YWrXhLf0we6-9t6w1leXdgdpiqd3sYn8HqyN1glDBTqvPfbtp5XyX8FQ/s640/blogger-image--1227823160.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Could I be out here just to observe newly-shorn trees? This one should look nice in a few months when it fills out again...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">What am I -- what should I -- be looking for (instead of sleeping)?</div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfBqev5GxQyEJLk-346usIoW1cFogRFlLbPPTBXR86KhCOEiuoctwDdEV5Y1Zabko3rfbr0tmIhyphenhyphenwL2mtbkxBSYaos-I1AXvNAT-DZJr6bMpsOr56O0_MoTbRYcJoSq4WzNN6ub4xmPkjI/s640/blogger-image--1977008799.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfBqev5GxQyEJLk-346usIoW1cFogRFlLbPPTBXR86KhCOEiuoctwDdEV5Y1Zabko3rfbr0tmIhyphenhyphenwL2mtbkxBSYaos-I1AXvNAT-DZJr6bMpsOr56O0_MoTbRYcJoSq4WzNN6ub4xmPkjI/s640/blogger-image--1977008799.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I did notice, for the first time ever, a homestead whose house and car match almost perfectly. It couldn't have been accidental! The careful color-coordination was obvious. </div><br></div></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5RZBBGnsIkQboC4WbgPbD-JgtbMAf9zpbCVENV49uD4EZELhw4EK-5SX2oKFS9loC8ZYXkyDPrE2h8Hcqqnqqznt63mjJJ9NrWG_pLv3uqIXlztZ5oMM6kWIX00v_owA5z3LOkHUE-aVl/s640/blogger-image-1108124977.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5RZBBGnsIkQboC4WbgPbD-JgtbMAf9zpbCVENV49uD4EZELhw4EK-5SX2oKFS9loC8ZYXkyDPrE2h8Hcqqnqqznt63mjJJ9NrWG_pLv3uqIXlztZ5oMM6kWIX00v_owA5z3LOkHUE-aVl/s640/blogger-image-1108124977.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I remembered to avoid Rosecrans (big, busy arterial street), this morning, but did tangle with three different trash trucks. This truck is emptying the trash (black) cans, while the gentleman on the sidewalk is scavenging from the recycling (blue) can. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdWafT4Uj9Y0GhRcjnXz0S18f2gKqxkJHsLQmgKN6tQTxsvSqHXd4Gvh3eGIkuxEAfLgfd34TxICkIlOV0BYdRPb7eulLmF0q2-3OiF64KoDqF0kpKoO875iVU9u2Cf-OKNGfNuuw8CozO/s640/blogger-image-479297035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdWafT4Uj9Y0GhRcjnXz0S18f2gKqxkJHsLQmgKN6tQTxsvSqHXd4Gvh3eGIkuxEAfLgfd34TxICkIlOV0BYdRPb7eulLmF0q2-3OiF64KoDqF0kpKoO875iVU9u2Cf-OKNGfNuuw8CozO/s640/blogger-image-479297035.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This purple bench called itself to my attention from an attractive street corner. If you look very closely, you might see the bike lock wrapped around the front leg of the bench (to our right), connecting it to a ring set in concrete. This must be the second bench they've put out there.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I rode home to find Mr. Early Riser Cat waiting for me on the porch. He's now sleeping on my chest, so maybe I'll stop writing and join him for a catnap...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrimwK_iBrCGQqQTfmsJGAqOZbsPY77OHYkPJk4mDsn2H8IRmFLjRFWTk11jXjHRBTqASi60nfR1ehSirU9DS4EokSUqgeu4N7MrIyW91EezAUy2iSh8QPIhS-9Ug-Kn_3TOXClDdtJd_o/s640/blogger-image-223294139.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrimwK_iBrCGQqQTfmsJGAqOZbsPY77OHYkPJk4mDsn2H8IRmFLjRFWTk11jXjHRBTqASi60nfR1ehSirU9DS4EokSUqgeu4N7MrIyW91EezAUy2iSh8QPIhS-9Ug-Kn_3TOXClDdtJd_o/s640/blogger-image-223294139.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>CAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-456833720024506272013-09-13T08:48:00.001-07:002013-09-13T08:48:49.123-07:00Gray Friday<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It's one of those calm gray mornings when the marine layer clamps down on us and the wind can't decide which way to blow. The airport control tower cant make up its mind either as departing and arriving aircraft are changing directions too. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I decided to hit the road. I found the destruction crews hard at work in a new neighborhood. This is a different contractor, because Ortiz Bros. are still hard at work in our area. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY8wRV6YsdvZ4PbGM7wOE9R9FGf9V8eLsJ2Ur-EQoZ1eHlrP96IFQc9RBQ6ncprcd6TUCPd03k7zceS0CJWsQ0Tj6xAlZ6cA7_Tsxgu_SXJ_7jZhWQsUWR9Q0089NphaJSUh3KCNZisBaJ/s640/blogger-image--1007599201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY8wRV6YsdvZ4PbGM7wOE9R9FGf9V8eLsJ2Ur-EQoZ1eHlrP96IFQc9RBQ6ncprcd6TUCPd03k7zceS0CJWsQ0Tj6xAlZ6cA7_Tsxgu_SXJ_7jZhWQsUWR9Q0089NphaJSUh3KCNZisBaJ/s640/blogger-image--1007599201.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Concrete comes out cleanly. But loudly. Which means there's a bit of shouting too. I sat on my bike on the sidewalk for awhile and watched the 9-man team in action. (Two are out of sight)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6YMdvVVwyrhQFf7tvUmI3A3JYyE9kvZmBiLxLBE2Yw8DrYT8bToaqyDfTuhq8wVuuiB_qbjTYWv3ZgwvnrTsZ2eYyFAj5TnZdEYH9Dr5ZDidLR6-XzA0r4RlIdZ6VHSbXos7dl7DoyxD0/s640/blogger-image--172172909.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6YMdvVVwyrhQFf7tvUmI3A3JYyE9kvZmBiLxLBE2Yw8DrYT8bToaqyDfTuhq8wVuuiB_qbjTYWv3ZgwvnrTsZ2eYyFAj5TnZdEYH9Dr5ZDidLR6-XzA0r4RlIdZ6VHSbXos7dl7DoyxD0/s640/blogger-image--172172909.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I wasn't the only one observing this turmoil. A mysterious but calm, 10-foot-tall Madonna in a nearby front garden watched with me. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAmkd3-DYPd4mTeL75Vkmj4qaxzUBYoY-eIclU6lzedIZtVF9UAy2miM9nS6LuEG3SJ5s2CIW6-T48JaU3YfZmZfh02b6HK1-zbMUAX96ap6nX9R1YWkH0kLOvolbMR4xilow1A8QTbRsm/s640/blogger-image--1419367370.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAmkd3-DYPd4mTeL75Vkmj4qaxzUBYoY-eIclU6lzedIZtVF9UAy2miM9nS6LuEG3SJ5s2CIW6-T48JaU3YfZmZfh02b6HK1-zbMUAX96ap6nX9R1YWkH0kLOvolbMR4xilow1A8QTbRsm/s640/blogger-image--1419367370.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I'm getting highly skilled at navigating my bike across multiple paving breaks. But that doesn't mean I like it. There are some sections that literally frighten me. Our roads are atrocious. 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He said he tries to run the steps 10 times a week (750 individual steps!!). I told him I'd been wheezing up and down them 10 times in 40 years and we shared a laugh. Here's the view looking down the ramp which connects the steps to the street. And yes, it is steep! Steeper than it looks.<br />
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Anyway, after I rode off, I encountered a sorry specimen of GM engineering, an Oldsmobile Toronado Trofeo, built in the Buick "Craft Center" from 1987-92, along with the Buick Riviera and Reatta. At that time my employer had an information-sharing contract with General Motors, and I was traveling frequently up to Romulus, Warren, Flint, and other towns.I wanted to love these cars, but even then there was something about them that said <i>orphan</i>.<br />
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You can see it in the car's face and stance - it's battered, bruised, befuddled. Trim falling off, window tint peeling, broken lenses, etc.<br />
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<br />CAZALEAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13186014453390821886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7481176107576434542.post-15865093535606690992013-09-09T10:44:00.001-07:002013-09-09T11:03:31.772-07:00Bikes, Bins and BoatsI should remember that bikes and bins and big trucks don't mix. Or that rubbish, rush hours and riding on Rosecrans are an unpleasant combination. So why am I down here on a Monday morning?<br />
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I back slogged along the busy road (formerly known as the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/California_State_Route_209" target="_blank">La Playa Trail, Route 12, and California State Route 209</a>). And finally turned off towards home. A splashy fountain called my attention to an inviting swing seat, conveniently positioned by the curb as I began the uphill, into-the-wind segment of my ride. Some day I'll sit in it. And some day I'll do a blog about all the front yard swings around the neighborhood. </div>
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But I got a call inviting me back for the longer harbor cruise, and I excused myself and played hookey from the rest of today's painting session.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkmkRfmZi-vATglH_VMrHn-B1uJKnTQ998acYLuPgJzkcHqpSBTnu0EXNeJkXQvs_aynV-ckpVuV1DjDiGfFxav2xDgfy4kXNe1kDp8LIe4uKbfgD_7-obVf4iycvfNEQKoCu-O0Uvpid1/s640/blogger-image-1618140753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkmkRfmZi-vATglH_VMrHn-B1uJKnTQ998acYLuPgJzkcHqpSBTnu0EXNeJkXQvs_aynV-ckpVuV1DjDiGfFxav2xDgfy4kXNe1kDp8LIe4uKbfgD_7-obVf4iycvfNEQKoCu-O0Uvpid1/s640/blogger-image-1618140753.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We had the luxury cruiser today. Couches and real wood. Windows that open. 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