Friday, December 16, 2016


Some folks call it Snowmageddon. I call it icemageddon. When it turns cold most places get pretty, fluffy snow. We get ice pellets and frozen fog. Nasty stuff, but it can make for some interesting photo ops.

Yesterday I captured a pic of this little hummingbird that's been hanging out in our yard. I put the feeder out a couple weeks ago when I learned that hummers are here year round, and it wasn't long before this little guy claimed it as his own. He hangs out in the plum tree dutifully guarding his nectar from incoming marauders. There have been a few skirmishes, but a victor always returns. Whether it's the same bird or another, I cannot say.  The ones I've seen all look the same, with very little differentiating markings. Google tells me they are probably Anna's Hummingbird.

Today everything is drippy. It's still cold but obviously above freezing. Shot a few pics in the backyard. These are pretty mundane. I've seen some pretty interesting shots posted on social media. You can find some nice subjects if you're willing to venture farther than the backyard. I wasn't dressed for venturing.

I did finally get dressed for a walk/run and ventured out of the neighborhood. Only about 3 miles. I hurt my back last week, and though it doesn't bother me much during the day, I wasn't sure about running. Also there were all those icy patches. It was good to get out. I did run some and it didn't bother my back - yay! I didn't slip on any ice. There were only a few truly slick spots and those I carefully walked.
Blue skies 

Saturday, November 12, 2016

Fanciful Musings

Idle hands are the devil's workshop. A restless soul will find herself wandering where she should not be. Fault it on the weather. The need to run an errand out of town. The desire to fill some time. Okay, whatever ... we found ourselves in a motorcycle shop today. Well, um, actually TWO shops.

I think folks have figured out by now that Sam the Ninja is long gone from my life. Sold to finance a crazy assed bicycle (gasp!) ride. Perhaps you noticed her absence these past couple of years.

Today we found ourselves in a shop. Worse, we sat, we touched, we practically molested not one but many bikes. Perhaps ... maybe ... maybe I want another motorbike. I miss the feel of the ride. The weight of the bike, the lean, the wind. The buzz of the engine, the downshift, the revs. Perhaps ... we shall see.
Kari, Kawi and Crocs
Montana Tour
Eastern Oregon

Ready to tour

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

McDonald Forest 5k

Okay, this is from my Facebook post from last Sunday when I actually ran the race. I frittered away the week and didn't write a blog post for posterity, so here 'tis. A cheater cut, paste and edit. More so I can look back and remember than anything else! I hate using Facebook as a journal. Blogger is much better for that.

The run is the McDonald Forest 15k that has a 5k option. I did the 5k. Perhaps next year I'll be ready for the 15!

My first official race with a start and finish and a tee shirt at the end. I even placed 1st in my division, which I’m pretty sure means I was the only one in my division ( I was). Good times and a fun run with a great group of runners. Thanks to my fellow runners and to Ron for being the photographer and cheer team for the day.

Dave from the bike store



Yours Truly

My prize for placing first in division (1 of 1). :) Mac Socks - Yay!

And the tee shirt

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

River and Lake Run

Kind of an easy run along the Santiam River and return along Cheadle Lake Trail. If I'm going to do a trail run this weekend, an actual event trail run, I wanted a little mileage, but I didn't want to work too hard. So it was an easy pace with lots of walk breaks ... and photo op breaks.

I so want to chicken out on the event run. Not too anxious yet, but I know it's coming. Anyway back to today's run. Stopped by the diversion dam, one of my regular photo spots. Water is a little lower today than a few days ago.

Diversion Dam

Fish Ladder

I always like this little scene above and it's particular nice this time of year. It's also the turn around point of my very first bicycle ride after I decided to become a "cyclist". You know, the kind with fugly bike clothes and riding an insane amount of miles. I rode it on my Rockhopper with knobbies. Hardest 5 miles ever, but I prevailed.  I always say bike riding is a slippery slope. You start with a little ride around the neighborhood then one day find yourself riding across the continent.

Requisite shoe pic. I guess it's a runner thing

These grapes smelled heavenly
 The general rule is I try to take photos during my walk breaks, but I had just started back running when I came across these:
Amanita Muscara
Had to stop. My first Amanita Muscara (according to Google). I call them happy little mushrooms. Is that a little to Bob Ross for you? I was tickled pink to find them and had to stop for a photo or five. Maybe go back with my good camera and hope they haven't been stomped. There were already a few casualties in that regard and what kid doesn't love a good fungi stomping.


Looking back
 Final image, almost back to the car. All and all, this is a pretty nice loop to run or even walk. It's not that long and while there are a few dull spots, the river and the lake make up for it.
4.5 miles
Cheadle pano

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Solo Ride around the Valley

Sometimes you just have to go out for a ride and remember why you do it. Why you love it. To hell with heartrate and speed and numbers and nonsense. Just ride for the pleasure of riding. Today was one of those times. Well that's not completely true. I still had a computer for distance, and I glanced at my cadence now and then, but no numbers drove me. It felt almost rebellious. I sometimes forget how riding clears the head and chases away the demons. Get that endorphin high.

Velvety green fields

We have a buttload of rain coming for the next week and today was the last, mostly dry, day for sometime to come. It's been a while since I've been on the bike, and even longer since a solo, mind cleansing ride.

bike porn 

Some of the locals

More locals

I opted for music and earbuds. I could hear all the auto traffic, even traffic on nearby roads, and carry on a conversation with others. I could hear myself singing. Not an altogether pleasant sound. Here's a hint. You don't have to blast them at full volume.

If you look close it's a shoe tree

My lunch break. Calapooia River.

Found some sweet gravel to ride. Love me some gravel.

Sweet sweet gravel! 
Sadly only about a mile 

Very peaceful on the roads this time of year. Everything seems calm after the hustle of summer, and before the insanity of the holidays. I'll take it.

29 miles

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Hidden and Golden Valleys Cycling

Second ride this week, after a hiatus from riding. I thought I would be hurting, but it wasn’t too bad. I don’t know if it’s the running, but I was able to keep my heart rate somewhat in check on the climbs. This doesn’t normally happen.

Only three of us today, Jim, Al, and I. We rode Hidden Valley the easy way, Golden Valley, then out toward McDowell Creek and back. 30 miles. 1500 ft elev. gain.

Grey skies until the blue breaks out 

Al and Jim
Blueberry fields - so pretty this time of year.
Al has blue tires! I want blue tires!! Well, I want purple tires, but can’t seem to find them in a road bike tire. Why the hell do bmx and fixie riders get to have all the fun colors
I want blue tires!
The blue tires would look sharp on Kari’s future bike (well, the bike of choice for this week anyway).
Specialized Ruby. Photo from the ellacyclingtips

Monday, October 3, 2016

Feed issues

Apologies if I flood your feed. with a bunch of old posts My blog was turned off for a while, and some older posts might pop up on the feeds. Sorry, just ignore and carry on. :)

Saturday, October 1, 2016

Vineyard Mountain Group Run

Today's group trail run down Vineyard Mtn. trail in Mac Forest. Great group to run with! Thanks Robert for a nice run today! 3.27 miles