
Herself enjoys the view from the topside
of the Sandia Peak Tramway in 2016.
It’s a pretty view, a’ight.
Pretty enough to get me into a Sandia Peak Tram car with 19 other dummies in plague season?
Nope.
I wanna get up there, I’ll ride the ol’ bikey bike up the other side. It’ll hurt like hell, and it’ll take a lot longer than 15 minutes.
But at least I’ll know where I’ve been, and how I got there.
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June 27, 2020 at 9:35 am |
“High on a mountain, wind blowing free
Thinking about the days that used to be
High on a mountain, standing all along
Wondering where the years of my life have flown”
Song “High On A Mountain” by Owen Chapman
June 27, 2020 at 11:10 am |
Yep. You could grind your way up the hill on one of the adventure steeds and earn your majestic vista, or you could just get out the Space Hopper…. I bet they’d let you ride down in the Tram afterward…., a couple of days later.
June 27, 2020 at 12:47 pm |
Thing to do would be to ride the space hopper down La Luz trail, startle the shit out of the mountain lions.
“Holy hell, Felix, let’s not eat that one, there’s summat t’matter widdim.”
June 27, 2020 at 4:59 pm |
If nothing else, the loud pop would sure scare the “scat” out of them.
June 27, 2020 at 1:27 pm |
Climbs like that are why God invented the granny ring.
June 27, 2020 at 1:30 pm |
I think a wise and practical granny had something to do with it.
June 27, 2020 at 1:46 pm |
Nice banner and photo of Herself with The View! Yes, stay safe! I read the article…the cavalier attitude toward the tram workers who function as first responders.
June 27, 2020 at 2:37 pm |
Herself and I rode the tram once, just to say we did it, and it gave me the ya-ya’s. The stated capacity of 45 is a packing job that a sardine cannery would envy. Twenty people would still be standing way too close for comfort.
And yeah, what happens if someone from sea level keels over at the top? Is someone gonna give him/her mouth to mouth or just a subtle shove over the edge?
“Oopsie. Butterfingers.”
It all sounds to me like just the sort of thing the governor would rather we not be doing right now. In fact, I’m surprised she’s down with the concept, if indeed she has been been consulted.
On the way back from today’s short ride I saw a sizable emergency callout at the Menaul trailhead. Someone clearly had intercoursed the penguin out there. Couldn’t see who, or how, but I sure hope it wasn’t one of the hang gliders we haven’t been seeing much of this year. The winds were particularly tricky this morning, and there’s a whole bunch of spiky stuff out there that you wouldn’t want to land on.
• Late update: Turns out it was a glider pilot who decked it. Apparently he got off with “minor injuries.” Shit, I’ve crashed while running over there and come off worse.
June 27, 2020 at 5:03 pm |
Oooo. Ouch, ouch, ouch. A spikey touch down indeed.
We’ve got startling winds here as well and I was thinking praise and good fortune toward the pilot taking off from the helicopter pad at our local hospital earlier today.
June 27, 2020 at 8:02 pm |
It’s a Long Way to the Top (If You Wanna Rock ’n’ Roll)