Sunday, September 27, 2009

bartlett lake

I got up at o'dark:thirty with some idea to ride around the McDowells or down to Lake Bartlett.

I hate riding Cave Creek Rd. even at 5am.














Cave Creek Bike Festival.














The breakfast of champions.




























































I decided on the Lake Bartlett option.


















































Once at the turn-off it's 12 miles down to LB and 12 miles back out.




















































































































So I did.
























































































Almost a century, home before 1. Nice.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

the last 24

In the last 24 hours I...


...took a photo of a shrine to riding in the desert.















...cleaned a cross bike.














...took photos of ThNR bikes.




























...tried to keep up with this bike.














...enjoyed a sunset.














...enjoyed a sunrise.




























...enjoyed a rare non-headwind home.


















...rewarded myself.











Wednesday, September 16, 2009

tuesday commute

The ride in this morning was dark and almost chilly along the canal. It won't be long before the arm warmers make their debut.
For the ride home I opted to swing North when I hit Tempe and made my way through Scottsdale, Paradise Valley and Phoenix. I made it just in time to see my son learning butterfly stroke in the pool.
Cool.




























































































Monday, September 14, 2009

club soda will get that out

A party for Ryan and Libby in Tucson provided the perfect 24 hour get out of town opportunity.
We had our obligatory stop at Rosa's for lunch. We brought a cooler and got a few things to go as well. We also stopped by Brooklyn Pizza and stock up the cooler the rest of the way. We have a thing for our old food haunts.

Not to be overshadowed by our epicurean pursuits we also got to see a few people.










































A stop at Titus' gallery/studio downtown.




























Fiesta time.