I just popped out for a quick shot of Pikes Peak as seen from the DogHaus (well, as seen from the rear bumper of the ’83 Toyota 4WD truck parked in front of the DogHaus, anyway). Looks cold up there. Glad we’re down here.
Turkish has been harshly critical of my weather-management skills the past couple of days. He stalks from door to door, pitching a bitch about how much it sucks being penned up with the lesser beings, until one of us finally throws his ass outside into the crisp fall air.
Then he perches atop a deck railing, as white and puffy as a Repuglican senator, blinking his big blue eyes in astonishment and wondering where all the nifty sunshine and warmth went.
Right down Adolf Barack Hitler Saddam Hussein “Uncle Joe” Stalin Obama’s commie rathole, is where, Turk’ me boyo. No more sunshine for us red-state weirdos unless the feddle gummint issues it to us. If he weren’t so damn’ busy socializing our health care, killing the seniors and trading white Christian babies to the A-rabs for oil, we could mine more Murkin coal and heat the outdoors, too.
Could be worse, though. My man Hal at Hardscrabble Times reports snow at his Crusty County ranchette, both yesterday and today, the autumnal equinox. We both agreed that a couple hundred thou’ apiece would go a long way toward dissipating winter’s chill if spent on a pair of cozy bolt holes in New Mexico or Arizona, but couldn’t think of any mostly legal ways of laying our hands on same.
And anyway, that wouldn’t solve Turkish’s problem. He hates auto trips more than he hates being cooped up indoors on a cold, blustery morning — or any other kind or morning, come to think of it.
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100〫& wildfire smoke here in so. or.–too hot to ride though, sun seems extra hot this time o’ year. Tell Turk the catz here are pissed and eyeing the swimming pool.
Well the weatherman here in TX got your forecast right at least. we were supposed to see a little sunshine this afternoon, but it’s 1730 and I’m still waiting on the sun.
Fall has well….fallen here on the plains of Iowa. Knickers, long sleeves and the rain bike today for this old-fart! Felt great to get outside though after a few days pushing electrons to our webmaster and elsewhere. I’ll be lucky if the rain allows me to get out Wednesday before I blast outta here to spend Thursday and Friday in the rarified “air” inside the Interbike Expo. UGGGHHH!!!
Fall? I’d like to get me some of that! 90+ here in SacTown. And the forecast for the rest of the week is “much of the same.” Too bad the state requires my attendance at the thing they claim I get overpaid for – otherwise I’d be riding and enjoying some of the ‘cooler’ summertime temps. Bring the cooler weather soon, Ma Nature. But you can keep the forecasted El Nino rains. I like to ride a bike….not a pedal boat!
Summer is still hanging on by her screeching fingernails in ‘Stumptown’. It’s warm but with gusty east winds that makes riding like a bad amusement park ride. When the weather breaks, it’ll be a big wet storm for sure! ride while you can!
Jezus stop with the snow talk already! I’m sitting in Cheeseland with a week’s worth of ‘Salems Lot fog and rain already. It’s slipping the meat to my sensitive personality.
I haven’t been on a bike in seven weeks, just sitting around waiting for knee problem that won’t go away to finally go away. I wouldn’t care if it’s in the 100s or in the 30s, I’d love to go for a bike ride today. Won’t happen though. Not to gripe, but my physical therapist is stumped, and since I don’t have insurance that “Beats me, I dunno” was quite expensive. So if your knees, and everything else are working, call in sick to work today and go for a bike ride for me (if you don’t have a bike, I have a few I might be selling).
Report from DulMn, summer was cool and dry, fall thinks it’s summer with warm and dry. Coffee on the front porch over looking Gitchie Gummi every morning, the herd of cats still stay out all night. It’s that nice. No job yet, so I guess another long ride on yet another gorgeous day. Boy, I hate this.
Temperature dropped precipitously here in Bomb Town this week. We have highs in the fifties and lows in the thirties, but no precipitation down here at 7200 ft. There was snow at the tops of the Sangres (esp. Truchas and Santa Fe Baldy) but it hasn’t lasted.
All in all, quite nice weather except it takes a week or so for the blood to thicken after the summer heat. Meanwhile, its been time to pull out the lined knickers, thermal undershirts, and long sleeve jerseys. Come to think of it, I better make sure my lights work too.
Good luck with the knee, John. And keep reminding us why the Repugs have their heads in a warm dark place when they say we don’t need national health insurance reform.
Commuted in in the drizzle and fog. Rode home in sun and mid 70s, but humid as all get out. No real summer here this year and teh next few weeks are not going to make up for it.
Trying to train for the Great River Ride in Westfield Mass. Hard to train for even a Berkshires Mountain ride when the greatest relief around here is 70 feet over .6 miles. Lots of reps ro just feel like it’s a climb. Here’s hoping the 30×27 gets my flatlander legs up the grade.
John, I dedicate my next commute to you and remind my Rep that we need health care insurance reform.