Fall

An arroyo upstream from El Rancho Pendejo.

Fall indeed. Some might, when cycling at speed into such a mess.

But not Your Humble Narrator, a veteran cyclocrosser with the “mad skillz,” as the kids mostly don’t say anymore.

Morning temps are in the 50s now that autumn has arrived, with afternoons in the 70s. And last afternoon we got a half-inch of precip’ in about 15 minutes’ worth of rain and hail pelting down sideways out of the NNE.

Not a PNM project. You gonna believe me or your lyin’ eyes?

The sand and gravel from the neighborhood arroyos tend to go walkabout under such conditions and thus I rode a touring bike today, with fat tires and fenders.

Puddles there were also on a few of the foothills streets, one of them stretching from curb to curb, if the road had had curbs, which it did not.

The fat tires make short work of sloppy streets and the mudguards help keep the dread Brown Stripe off one’s bibs.

I might need them both again tomorrow. There is a sound of thunder. Could be the rumble of heavy equipment from the power project PNM says it’s not doing in our ZIP code, despite all evidence to the contrary. But I’m betting on more rain.

19 thoughts on “Fall

      1. Yup. A couple who are close friends of ours just moved from Los Angeles to Sarasota. Fortunately, Ian jogged south of them so they did not get the big storm surge and highest winds. But they did get pummeled.

      2. Hal’s sis and her family live somewhere in the state. I think they dodged the worst of it.

        My kin who run the hook-and-bullet mag are up in the Panhandle, and even God knows you can’t hurt the Irish with wet weather.

        Longtime reader-commenter Carl is up in Pensacola, I believe. Carl, we hope you’re OK out there. Chime in when you have a sec’.

        1. all is well here. we are enjoying perfect weather right now. low 60’s at night. low humidity. blue sky. thanks for your concern.

      3. My older brother is in Sarasota. The younger one is in Orlando. Older one had power and no home (condo) damage last night. He said the internet/cable tv had been out for hours but cell coverage was normal, so far. Haven’t talked to younger bro yet, so don’t know how things are in Orlando. I like being a desert rat, except for when our little piece of paradise is on fire.

    1. Señor Steelman! How are you and your lovely bride? I’m still riding your framesets out here in the Upper Chihuahuan Desert.

      A while back I crested this nifty bit of steep singletrack and some dude at trailside goes all like, “Steelman! Yeah!” The People still know your name, my friend.

  1. Greetings, Paddy, weather here on the range at Casa de El Poeta are mid-80s (86-87) for highs and finally into the mid-60s for lows (64F as I compose this comment). This is finally down to average for the date, we were 10-15 degrees above average (highs and lows) most of September.

    1. These silly knucklefuckers ought to try fielding a candidate who didn’t make his/her bones as a “TV personality.” The party that gave us Cheeto Benito has no business calling anyone “soft on crime.” Their lips should catch fire if they even think about it.

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