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Last weekend we rented a condo in Crested Butte with some friends. Drew went on six mountain bike rides in two days. I went on two mountain bike rides in two days, and slept in and relaxed while he was out on his other rides. We drank Session beer, had the town's best lattes, ate delicious pizza, listened to Band of Horses and Phish, and generally chilled out in the mountain air.
There are some of the mountains. Big, snowy, beautiful. That orange jersey is my favorite. Those shorts are padded.
We also rode through lots of lush aspen groves. I was nervous when riding in between trees that were close together. But I didn't have to get off my bike and walk too often...
This was the first time that I started to think of mountain biking as a real life-long sport, instead of being freaked out and thinking I was going to die the whole time. It was fun. And, obviously, the scenery was incredible.
In a couple of weeks, we'll be doing the same thing up in Steamboat Springs!
Sarah did this a while ago and I wanted to do something similar. Here is what she said:
you know how there are some albums you have listened to so many times it is like the lyrics have imprinted themselves onto your DNA? so wherever you are, however many years later when you hear a song from that album it feels like home or something warm and hokey, like a mini episode of this is your life...? anyway I was thinking about this the other day - probably because some one snuck a Sondre Lerche CD into our player.Earliest music I can remember - these are pretty much all a part of my family's road trip CD collection:
maybe these albums are not totally defining but they did play a big part of certain periods of my life. or at least they got played a lot. I am probably missing some but here's what comes to mind. also feel free to fill in gaps, it is likely that if you read this you have lived with me at some point. or at the very least rode in my car a lot.
I was in San Francisco last week. I was kicking myself every day for not bringing a camera, or at least having a phone that took decent photos. Alas, I have no images to document my trip.
The trip involved a lot of working, eating out at amazing seafood and Thai restaurants, and a visit to a speakeasy-ish bar in Nob Hill. I stayed at the Sir Francis Drake hotel near Union Square and I actually wish that I had had more time to spend in my hotel room! It was tiny, but very well decorated and cozy, with a nice tv, wireless internet, and a well-stocked mini-bar. Probably my favorite part of the trip, though, was walking to work every morning and picking up a latte at Peet's Coffee. There are no bike path coffee shops in Boulder... even when I drive to work it's a hassle to stop for coffee. Which I guess is saving me about $4 every day, but it is such a nice way to start the day!
Now I'm back home, where we continue to get rain every afternoon. I haven't watered my garden in about a month, and my plants seem to be thriving. I think we'll be able to eat some spinach and lettuce pretty soon!
We had an action-packed weekend with my parents. The highlight? I learned how beer is made! We went to not one, but two craft breweries in Fort Collins last week. Of course I forgot the camera in the car, but rest assured that while I may not fully understand all of the chemical reactions in the process, I now have a much better idea about how my favorite beverage is created.
The weekend (actually starting on Thursday) pretty much centered around food and drink. Grilling out, eating out, getting coffee, tasting beer. We had great a meal at Happy Noodle House and delicious tapas at The Med, where we learned their (maybe not-so-)secret sangria recipe.
One thing that didn't turn out as well as I'd hoped was Saturday morning when we went to the annual Mapleton Hill garage sale. Mapleton Hill is full of mansions, so I thought there would be some good loot at the sales. Turns out, rich people have just as much junk as regular people. I almost came home with a vintage sewing machine but Drew didn't approve of me having two sewing machines (and I wouldn't have tried to sell my Hello Kitty machine). Oh well.
This morning we dropped my folks off at the bus stop and then went on a long bike ride. The clouds were threatening...
Luckily the rain held off until we were almost home.
Meanwhile the kittens were busy being adorable and cozy. They weren't used to all the excitement, either.
