Last Wednesday (the day before Thanksgiving here in the USA) Troubadour was off work at 11 am, while I had to work until 4 pm.
He was kind and came and took me out for lunch. We went to Vietnamese Baguette, one of our favorite places in town for a quick, hearty, and inexpensive lunch.
While I went back to the office he went home to take both big bikes out for a rip. The tires needed rotating and the oil needed stirring. They hadn't been out since our trip to the Tillamook Air Museum in October, sad I know.
Wednesday happened to be a dry day that wasn't too chilly. With rains on the way he took advantage of the break in the weather. He decided on a run up Marys Peak, the tallest Peak in the coastal range in Oregon. From the turnoff at highway 34, it is 13 miles of twisty fun on a paved forestry road that is just one and a half lanes wide.
First up was Max. I'd asked him to get a few pictures for me as I don't have any fall ones with the checkers on the tank.
He took even more photos than I anticipated. Here are some highlights.
|(An overlook on Mary's Peak Road - notice the low valley clouds)|
|(Fall color lingering on)|
|(Max hanging out on the valley floor)|
|(Lucy at Parker Creek Falls)|
Not much other riding going on. Most of our mountain bike trails are all closed except to hikers until late Spring due to rains. Bikes and mud make for messy trails with deep ruts.
Our weather has been alternating between pouring down rain to freezing cold and 23˚F (-5˚C). We've managed a few long walks around the neighborhood but no hikes.
We are trying to ward off hibernation, but the sofa and hot coffee are calling.
- Au Revoir
"Wherever you go, no matter the weather, always bring your own sunshine." - Anthony J. D'Angelo, The College Blue Book.