I’m trying to sort through the shots from the Death Valley trip Susan and I and our friend Rachel took over Memorial Weekend. In the meantime here’s a couple of Rachel’s that she sent; the first taken in the entryway of one of the park’s 120-something-year-old kilns and the second one of me rolling down …
Since I’m still not up to speed in terms of collecting my thoughts or getting a mass of photos from our weekend trip to Death Valley up and online, another brief post with a single snap (by Susan) will be all you get from me. There I am with my trusty Ibex Monday afternoon at …
I broke out of my biking commute doldrums today by hopping onto The Phoenix and pedaling 20 miles from Silver Lake north around the horn of Griffith Park across the valley to Encino for a noon dentist appointment, which I arrived for about 10 minutes late. Would’ve been there on time, but I got ambushed …
Saturday morning was spent with some L.A. County Bike Coalition members and volunteers to help post signage that will keep 6th Annual Los Angeles River Ride riders headed in the right direction today. From the Los Angeles River Center I biked down to Mariachi Plaza in Boyle Heights where, with the assistance of Bruce Dobb …
Ridazz heading over the Sixth Street Bridge at 11:20 p.m. (larger version here) I’m just back from tonight’s monthly Midnight Ridazz bike ride, and it was a doozy. Easily a thousand cyclists. You’ll have to forgive me for not being as interested in talking about the ride as about the crash I didn’t have but …
Armed with a magic “pre-approved” industry invite to all the seizure-inducing gaming goodness that is the E3 Expo provided to me by one of the bloggers at the Golden Gopher get-together Tuesday I wa very much looking forward to checking out the action. I was hoping to go yesterday, but the trip to the dentist …
It’s rare that I don’t post at least once a day, and even rarer that I don’t feel the pang to do so, but yesterday, by the time Susan and I got home from spending eight hours in the Angeles National Forest above Altadena (not to mention scarfing some serious El Pollo Chicken as a …