We’ve been getting some stellar sunrises and sunsets lately. No wonder the mountains are called the Sandias.
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Watermelon in winter
December 17, 2020Rosary for Mons
December 10, 2020
I opened the office curtains this morning and … pow!
So I dragged the Sony RX100 and the iPhone SE out to have a digital peek.
OK, with my lefty snark in the books, how about this?
The iPhone SE’s camera gave the light a slightly less mind-boggling tone.
This is what we woke up to this morning — one of the most fabulous, otherworldly skies it has been my privilege to witness.
I’m just an old Zen atheist, heretic, and equal-opportunity blasphemer, but if I were of a more religious bent, I might think that somebody with some weight up there said a rosary for Mons.
And seeing as how it’s snowing now, I’d say I’m getting mine, too.
Above it all
October 15, 2020
Now that’s what I call getting some big air.
The view from the Candelaria Bench Trail is pretty spectacular. I can only imagine what it’s like a few hundred feet above it.
Herself and I were slouched on the back patio at El Rancho Pendejo, airing the cat, birdwatching, and enjoying our respective tasty beverages when I spotted a rara avis over the Sandias.
We haven’t seen many aeronauts this year, not since The Bug® came to town. This one was definitely not making a maiden voyage — he or she stayed aloft for the better part of quite some time, cutting didos above the Candelaria Bench Trail.
Apologies for the poor image quality. I sold my Canon DSLR a while back and the point-and-shoot I grabbed just can’t bring ’em back alive from a distance.
A Grimy Handshake from Patagonia
September 13, 2020
The bike stops here: Just east of Rancho Pendejo sits
the Cibola National Forest.
I’ve somehow gotten myself on Patagonia’s mailing list, probably through buying stuff from them — and good stuff it is, too — and they sent me a note the other day linking to a piece by Mike Ferrentino.
Yes, that Mike Ferrentino, he of the Grimy Handshake. His stuff is even better than Patagonia’s.
Anyway, Mike wrote about wilderness, and why he no longer poaches trails there, and it’s worth your attention.
In other wilderness-related news:
• A forest ecologist from CSU-Fort Collins wonders whether some iconic forests might fail to bounce back after a wildfire.
• Trying to take pix of the fires? Ian Bogost says your phone’s camera was not built for the Apocalypse.
• Have the orcas finally had enough of our bullshit?
Socialist wheelism
May 2, 2020
Forward!
I actually shot this last May Day, but I don’t think I ever got around to using it for anything.
When Herself and I rode out yesterday for our own small International Workers Day parade, we were clad in red, but it was Mad Dog Media kit we were wearing, and I was aboard my red Steelman Eurocross, not the Co-Motion Divide Rohloff.
The People were out in force as well. With temps in the 80s, and there only being so many DIY home projects one can bear, we saw quite a few folks out and about, the highlight being a couple walking one Chihuahua and pushing the other in a baby stroller.
Gov. Michelle Lujan Grisham is relaxing some restrictions, allowing some retailers that had been closed to do business via curbside pickup and delivery; reopening state parks and golf courses; and allowing gun shops to resume operations via appointment only.
While short outings for grub and exercise are officially approved, the general stay-at-home order remains in effect through May 15, however. Socialist distancing remains a thing, as does masking. And while the GOP is raving that the gov’ is not doing enough to return New Mexico to Bidness As Usual®, the gov’ — who has been getting some ink for her work in response to the coronavirus crisis — says further steps depend on us continuing to tamp down the spread of The Bug.
“This public-health crisis has also become an economic crisis,” she said. “There’s great urgency to address both.”
Added Human Services Secretary Dr. David Scrase: “We have to move carefully. slowly, step by step.”
Sounds a lot like rehabbing a broken ankle, only a helluva lot harder. The trick is to lose the crutches without winding up flat on your back.
Happy solstice
December 21, 2019
The Sandias, as captured by my “new” iPhone SE.
O sweet irony, that the first day of winter should be the warmest we’ve had all week.
Your Humble Narrator has been doing more running than riding lately, so once the temperature inched past 45 I scooted out the door with a Steelman Eurocross and logged a refreshing 90 minutes on mixed terrain.
I didn’t want to ride a bunch of road, because all the drivers are drunk and texting relatives about what size orthopedic socks to buy Uncle Junior for Christmas and will they fit under his ankle monitor. And I didn’t want to ride a bunch of trails because all the cyclists are using them to hide from the drunk, texting drivers. Thus, “mixed terrain.” Keep the fuckers guessing.
I took my “new” iPhone SE with me, but didn’t think to take any snaps until I got home. The transition from iPhone 5 to iPhone SE was surprisingly simple — swap SIM cards, charge and boot the SE, load it with an iTunes backup of the 5, zip and zip and zip. Mere minutes only. And everything seems to be working. Even the old Tech 21 case fits like a glove.
It goes without saying that my first two calls on the “new” phone came from bots. But I’m saying it anyway.
And I’m also saying, “A happy solstice to thee and thine.” Grianstad Sona Daoibh!
Photobombed
August 31, 2019
“I’m ready for my closeup, Mr. DeO’Grady.”
Jesus. Everybody wants to be in pictures. Even Field Marshal Turkish von Turkenstein (commander, 1st Feline Home Defense Regiment), who really is old enough to know better.
I mean, look at him. He thinks he’s still a leading man at an age when he ought to be settling in as a character actor.
And at any rate, these Adventure Cyclist videos are light on parts for blue-eyed white guys who ain’t me. This cat can’t even ride a bike, much less review one.
Of course, they say the same thing about me. But I’m the cat with the camera.
Your Monday Mia
April 8, 2019
“No wine? Say, what kind of a dump are you running here, anyway?”
You know how it is. Pay attention to one cat, and the other wants some too. Especially if food — or fame — is involved.
His Majesty will see you now
April 6, 2019
“Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful.”
I rarely have a camera on me when the Turk strikes a pose. This time I did.
White Christmas?
December 20, 2018
It’s beginning to look a lot like … well, like summer, only colder.
I dunno, man. It looks more brown and blue from where I’m standing.
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